Read at your own risk! Hmmm..where do I start..oh some of this stuff is actual msgs! like the kind ppl sent me and I dint want to delete and the kind I wrote and never got sent or were saved for the sheer brilliance of the way they were written..he he...ok ok..here goes..
"Out of all the things i can do online i miss my blog the most..Not that i would be writing anything imp in it..but just the fact that it's there makes me feel better..no a diary is not the same thing.."
This was when my comp crashed for a while and it was being so cocky..just refused to work!
And this is something I wrote a long time ago: "Rain falling from leaves..I have this peculiar habit of praying when I hear an ambulance..In fact that's the only time I do pray..For strangers..i pray that whoever is in that ambulance wont lose their lives today..I pray that the doctors and nurses know what they’re doing…But most of all I pray that the driver knows all the shortcuts possible! That he reaches there in time..Sometimes I can’t tell if its going to collect the injured person or headed to the hospital..I pray either way..It’s like rain from trees..”
Another one from that day that I did save:
Sometimes I don’t know if I AM helping..but I’ll say some things anyway…and in the very first spring cleaning post on this blog I wrote about not needing to be there all the time for everyone….I said “You don’t need to go running every time you see a frown. People are capable of taking care of themselves” Yes, Nehal liked that.…and sometimes, somethings just need a little more zecuf :)
Now, it reminds me of smt she said on her blog .....moments when you realise what someone means to you...yeah, so i guess even though the moment was silly, the realisation was pretty profound. I did give her that hug in the end, whispered 'idiot' in her ear. Idiot for ever thinking she means nothing to me.
Yeah, I'm not the kind who slacks from expressing what I really feel, so even though I was standing at a bustop, sweater draped over one arm, bag in the other, I typed out this long heartfelt msg around two minutes after the hug.
'Thank You' by Dido is one of HER songs. And the weird ':P :D :)' s at the end were just to make sure her reponse would be a :) instead of a :'( . He he..she took ages to reply and when she did it was nothing more than a '....'
Well, in our case rendering someone speechless is not such a bad thing! three minutes later she was back, cursing me for pouncing this on her! he he he...then I made her play all OUR songs....Boston, Make a memory, Move along, Fix you.....
Yeah, I'm not going to write anymore here, the better hugger girl ;) says we still have a long way to go.....and we do....
“Ironic…when the literal meaning is the exact opposite of the real meaning!”
This made so much sense to me. Many years ago, Ramona asked me to explain irony and though I know what the word means I can't define it. I found this in a movie called 'Reality Bites' and the next day in class....ha ha...we got into so much trouble for this....I wrote it on the desk with a piece of chalk....she asked what it was and two minutes later we were sitting joblessly in the foodcourt, successfully kicked out for the first time in our lives! There was slight contemplation and immediate rejection of the idea of apologising to Abnormal Ashwini. Oh! the irony!
"The world is filled with answers. You just have to ask the right questions!"
I know I'm not the first person to come up with this but I fail to remember it's source so on this occasion, I'm going to take credit! -bow-