Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts

Friday, 26 December 2008

Still basking in the glory of this one

It started one cold day in the sun

Avant Grande met Rangu

All covers exclude you.

Curtains have their rooms

Made on contorted looms

There's music, there's lyrics

Their photos, their gimmicks

In all shapes and sizes

Staples and disguises

Inside jokes outed

Couldn't smile, I pouted

'Leave me be!' she fumes

Old memories need tombs!

It’s Christmas, it’s New Year

It's a goodbye to my ear.

Trying to look like I don't try...


Some bohemian has just released me from the duty of writing a 'cheery' Christmas post this year
Entertain yourself with these pics instead.






























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26th December 2008
3:48am
yaaaaaaaawn!!
FINE! I'LL WRITE ABOUT IT!



Here lies me moms recyclable crib.
This year Baby Jesus had pear wrappings (stolen from Reliance Fresh) as swaddling cloth and a jute 'Sutradhar' rip-off as a manger. Joseph had a nail up his backside. The cows and donkeys died of pink grass disease. And there was a particularly lonely Shepard wondering how a larger-than-life pine cone had managed to descend onto newspaper snow.
The kings brought their gifts despite the non-twinkling of stars. That's the only good part really.
Refer to facebook and poetbay for thank yous...kings are hi-tech! what to do!
I guess at the end of the day, 'Merry Christmas' is not about the Claused out movies, rum filled cakes, the arty-farty cribs, the family meals or the Comm street nightlife.
And 'Messy Cwistmas' can't be blamed on ditching brothers, Blummerfubbers, Vomiting mothers, defrosted meatballs or plain ol toggle buttons.

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And then there was the complete lack of chocolate that no amount of Brothers Bakery Plum cake can make up for. Btw, that cake has conveniently disappeared from moms highly guarded treasure chest...any takers?
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I am a summer baby and can't bear the depressing greyness that winter brings.
"Whitefield girl
She's been living in a slush filled world
Moving through the cattle village
And she sleeps and she bunks all her classes"
-Ishkom







Of course this year there was quite a bit of brown in slushfield. Appreciate the colour change! Still wishing for snow...






Bridge over troubled (ditch) water












A Korean Christmas. Sketchpens were one of the few things that cheered me up this month. I made my own set of cards. Lyrical and non-commercial.






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My christmas song :)
Ppl think I'm weird cos I draw stick figures and insist on colouring up little bits of paper...not even chit paper...well, I admit I've been acting a little worse than schizophrenic this month...Abnormal Ashwini has been throwing disorders around....bipolar? Manic depression? Insomnia?
I can't explain it, why should u try?

Sings to herself:
Charades, pop skill
Water hyacinth, named by a poet.
Imitation of life
Like a koi in a frozen pond
Like a goldfish in a bowl
I don't want to hear you cry

That's sugarcane that tasted good
That's cinnamon that's Hollywood
Cmon cmon no one can see you try

You want the greatest thing
The greatest thing since bread came sliced.
You've got it all, you've got it sized.
Like a Friday fashion show teenager
Freezing in the corner
Trying to look like you don't try

That's sugarcane that tasted good.
That's cinnamon that's hollywood
Cmon cmon no one can see you try

No one can see you cry

That's sugarcane that tasted good
That's freezing rain that's what you could
Cmon cmon no one can see you cry

This sugarcane
This lemonade
This hurricane, I'm not afraid.
Cmon cmon no one can see me cry
This lightning storm
This tidal wave
This avalanche, I'm not afraid.
Cmon cmon no one can see me cry

That's sugarcane that tasted good
That's who you are, that's what you could
Cmon cmon no one can see you cry

That's sugarcane that tasted good
That's who you are, that's what you could
Cmon cmon no one can see you cry

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Ok, since I'm writing this, I might as well go on a Mexican Whine...
Blummerflubbers!!
....a little ELT later....
Morphemes:
Blum= Happiness
Blummer= person who makes one happy
Fubber=um well....I think I shortened it to blumfubber in the end....person who takes away happy ppl by not turning up and/or not allowing other ppl to turn up for special occasions which involve a LOT of planning.
Alternate meaning- Muse, person who happens to inspire some rotten rants and nuwards and 3-in-1 thingies.
^ ^ooh and notice...the wine bottle from last year....and foreground the sauce from this years Yoko-Uno lunch :P
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Christmas felt more like Easter. I was on a confession overdrive! ha ha! Gtalk knows best.
Online ecards...fake, fake, fake it all!
'Music is the only thing makes sense anymore'.....Across the Universe
So I found a little respite from it all.
The Beatles-Radiohead remix.
The Beatles-Killers remix
Oasis, more oasis! :)
Coldplay-gujju gourmet remix :P
Dylan rants that really did no credit to his name.
Elmo's terrible Silent tritet versions of 'The 12 days of Christmas'
Beanie Buddies!
Musucker Cookies
Guitar guys! ah! guitar guys :) even air guitar guys :D
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Sunday, 14 December 2008

Home


It's true
some of the best days don't have photos to show just how perfect they were
and I thought today was gonna be just another walk in the park
but no!
God had different plans!
800 bucks had to be stolen
mom had to yell and scream
and embarrass me at every possible moment by telling the salesmen and the woman on the bus the whole story
and she's planning to train us at the art of the pickpocket
ok never mind
the point is we still had fun
we still got a LOT of Christmas shopping done
and even tho we were awfully tired
we spent hours getting to know her new phone
Hello Moto!
he he
and san disc 8gb..hello!! to u too!
I'm not gonna lose u i promise and i wont give u viruses either

at the end of the day it felt good to be home
not at some party somewhere guzzling rum with other disinterested ppl
My place is home now
cos here's where I'm happiest
Here's where I feel I'm doing smt worthwhile with my life
even if its just an episode of criminal minds
I like doing nothing
nothing makes me happy :)
and i mean that in the sincerest way possible
There are times when being out there
and doing all that
with all those ppl matters
and no denying those times have been some of the best of my life
but right now
ALL I WANT IS TO BE HOME

Thursday, 27 December 2007

Christmas :)


i donno what im doing online so late
i just cant sleep before 5am
i love the internet
music: alanis morrisette
msging: everyone's asleep
even the two bums who came to spend the night at my place are snoring
they fought over the bed for almost an hr...
i like the movie we watched..maybe i should have kept it for myself
i might as well write about christmas...since i'm here anyway
(i like the no capitilisation rule)
so christmas was the best day ever!!
no i really mean that...i had the best of all worlds...three sleepovers..old friends..coll friends..bro...everyone made it perfectly dysfunctional..there was nothing missing...
beer...chandy..cake..tree climbing..sunset star gazing..everything that makes a perfect day
dont forget the ppl..:) i loved the part (lunch) when there were 3 sets of ppl in the house
the oldies..mom, harish, abha..in the middle room...
me, bro and su in the veranda and
sum am bijju outside..ha ha..
the best conversation ever
lots of yelling and screaming, laughing, oh lets not forget the fashion shows and the clothes and the mess..i donno why im writing this down...my memory is fantastic!
plus i have videos and pics of the madness
mom got a digi cam btw :)
i love my family
they say that at 20 u become more family oriented
u get used to ur mom screaming
u get used to arguing with ur bro
and then life becomes just a little easier
suddenly ur first priority is protecting them
making them happy
making sure they know u love them..lots
:) christmas was like that
exactly like that :)

Sunday, 23 December 2007

God Of the Stars

This is my christmas!
sitting on the roof all alone
just thinking to myself
me, my phone

the uninvited neighbours,

the bracelet and chocolate,
unepectedly found in my pocket,




the tank,
the water marked christmas tree


and me :)




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Its like life started today. As if Christ really died for me today.
I believe in a God.
A god i saw in the stars tonight
The God who let me forget my music, my computer, my world
The God who created this moon

Its not much but he did show me how to take some brilliant pics tonight
Just use whats around you
gold foil, wire, 11 feet against gravity





street lights, leaves

shadows...walls..flowers







anything..anything can make a good photo
It's all in your head
appeture, focus, lighting, framing
You need nothing!!
Just you youself and that power coming from the stars
That power termed God
You were born spiritual.
The world has made you religious
Be headstrong
heartstrong
u know it
inside u all answers lead to the same problem
its not confusion
u know why u dont believe
u cant let go of what you never had
of what u have needed, wanted, desired
all your life


u need to free fall
off a cliff,
outta a bus,
from that pedestal,
you need to be unafraid of death,
of the fear of death,
of everything that binds u to this earth.
if u dont, then ur just human
ur just alive
if u do, ur done, ur self actualised,
ur ready to die.
neihter seems profitable at the time
so u stand at cross roads
singing, dancing, drinking away
this life ur god has given you
this life their god judges you
this life u judge urself
that's what u should allow urself
the freedom from judgement
the right to say 'I have no prejudices'
To say it out loud
with no fear
of being ridiculed
then u can allow urself to believe
in a god
The god of the bible?
My god of the stars!
then u can form ur own rules
ur own church
a single person church :)
i like the idea of that!
I shall rest on it...