La La Wonder La...

One fine mundane day, cant recollect if a monday or tuesday, My phone rings and when i answer i hear alima screaming on the other end telling "next week wonder la. Rosh, myself and her".. Ohh that one line from her brought the typical "EEEEEE" smile on my face.. i told myself i have something to look forward on weekend with 2 most lovable ppl in the world...

Rosh and Alima.. We go way back to college days.. If ppl think this post is about them.. no it is not.. i dont have the damn time to write abt those 2... its just about our awesome wonder la exp...

Sunday.. I remember the blissful morning.. I woke up early morning surprising myself and was dressed right from 8:30 in the morning... cause thats the time Alima madam had told me she will come to pick me up... Then all i remember is the clock ticking.. And i kept calling these 2 morons to find whr the hell they are... then I get to hear the truth our stupid alima realized after picking up rosh that she is not "dressed to the occasion" .. So both of them had to rush to Garuda Mall to increase the sales of some random jeans shop.. When i knew this.. I could feel the steam coming out of my ears... ohhh damnn i have been dancing in front of my roomies till then... without eating the bfast also.. just singing "La la Wonder La".. Then at last they arrived around 9:30... The first thing i felt like doing was kick alima... But alas i had no time to waste.. had to rush to enjoy the day and have fuunnnnn....

I remember when we reached there we were welcomed by a cute mascot... Then all i recollect is Rosh and myself running around for all the rides and our mom alima not joining us in any.. cos she is a fatttuuuu...

This trip will always be a cherished one.. as i got to be with those 2 ppl with whom i can be normalll and crazyyyy and blurt out crapppp....

E - motion

The day I started blogging.. The moto in mind was to capture all my emotions coz i know one day when i read them again it will be fun... tears that carved the way through my cheeks would make me giggle in the future.. the incessant laughter would bring a drop of tear in my eyes.. Today I feel i have not done justice to my blog.. and as type this.. my mind is still trying to find the silliest of reasons to take the blame.. so tat i feel light..

Right now i feel like making a silent promise to myself that i will capture all my emotions and paint it all over my blog.. the one who is ever ready to listen to my random rambling without a complain.. to whom i can repeat a silly story a zillion times and yet she wont go "KEERTHY this is the 100th time you telling this".. Who when i shed a tear wont tell me to be more strong.. and be rude to people who are rude with you.. I'am esp writing abt being rude cause of an incident that happened 2 days ago... Here it goes...

Rosh pie and myself as always after work boarded our bus to madiwala... That day we realized we have forgotten how it is to go in bus as we were spoilt by going with miss.adhyam in her super car(Call it super cause thats where we have max. fun bitching commenting cribbing and all the lady like ranting).. and now after ages we boarded a bus from E City.. As you all know about the maddening blore traffic.. the poor lil driver who is no schumacher had to go in half clutch with breaks like every other second.. And me being master of balancing was falling all over the place ... accidentally stepped on a girls feet for the second time that day.. Then she went "STAND PROPERLY!!!".. i know it didnot involve using fowl language or swearing ... still i was taken aback by the sheer fact that she was not being polished while telling me this.. call me silly or whatever... i was on verge of crying (rosh claims that i was all booo hooo and river flooded blore.. blahhh. nver believe her side of the story)... And you know when i feel bad i have to call my parents and my friends... and all come with only one statement... "when will u learn to talk back"... left me blank...

Have never thought that i would ever have to change the way am..I know i get hurt but Even if summon up all my damn guts to talk back... some how the whole universe pulls me back from doing the same... you all know am just a small tiny person in comparison to the universe.. and how can i fight with the super power.. so as always i have chosen to get defeated in front of the super power called the universe..

F R I E N D

This is a story of two girls and the little promise of being "Friends Forever".. Stuck together through thick and thin.. Hours of phone calls which kept people wondering what they talk.. Never has been a "Wat else?", "then.." or "Hmmm.." in their never ending chats... The intention was clear come what may we will dance through any issue... Never did they let any thing get in their path.. because their path was exclusive just theirs... "No one was invited" into their small little world... Cos they knew too many cooks can spoil the broth.. Little did they know some day a storm would wreck their small little world... now its the phase of utter silence... the never ending conversations a things of past.. conversation fail to start.. skype of my machine has become an useless software... Its only her whom i always wished to see.. her whose smile means world to me.. This is for my friend Deepu..

Not sure If I could still call her my friend.. One rookie mistake of mine... She never turned back.. She walked past.. Helpless I stand.. Wondering how to fix this broken bond... Am no magical witch.. All I could do is plead.. "I have no feelings for you" she told.. Followed by devastating silence.. The partner of my monkeying days seems blurr and as i write a tear i shed...

Deepu you may never return... all I can tell you is your space in my life can never be replaced by any one else...

Luv

Kee

Some Dreams...

As a girl from a conservative Indian family all my life I have been told and made to believe that marriage is an essential part of a girls life.. Its a duty which all parents have to full fill as soon as their little princess turns 23 to 25...

Even my dad with just like all other parents have this beautiful dream of my marriage painted in his mind.. i rather not say painted... cause a canvas can be washed off with water.. he has this dream etched into his thoughts...

Being very very possessive about me.. my dad wants to do right from finding the guy, shopping the wedding stuff, conducting my wedding function all by himself.. so has been his dream... And as all dads he fears every other guy friend of mine... when my dad meets my friends the only fear he has is "will this be the guy who can rip all his dreams"...I know for sure my dad never liked any of guy friends...And mind you this doesnt mean he is narrow minded..It just means he loves me too much to allow any other random guy to possess me... Thats my dad... He who knows nothing but love me without any inhibitions... I know i have not been the exact little princess of his who used to look up to him and listen to him.. I have been fighting for reasons of my own... fighting for what i believe is right for me... putting that poor lil man in such a bad position every day...And for the person am I know I will never tell him i feel terrible about myself for hurting him... I just wish he reads this post some day...

No matter what dad.. you have been, are and will always be my hero.. the one whom i love the most and whose happiness matters the most to me... your one smile would mean the world to me.. And no matter where am or with whom am... your position in my life is etched it will never ever change.. cos who else can hug me even when the universe decides to shut me down.. it will be just you... You have always embraced me and guided me with good will.. and I know I have always disappointed you.. I promise you dad i will not let you down one day you will be proudly telling "there she goes my daughter, my angel"...

2010 - My Roller Coster Ride

2010 the year which made me laugh till my stomach hurt.. mad me cry till my tear gland went dry.. year which pushed me into the deepest of the pits just to make me scrappy so that i could make my way..

2010 when i got a hit in all phases of my life.. Saw my dreams shatter in front of my eyes for no mistake of mine... reached till the finish line just to know that iam not goona cross it because of some unknown law of nature... saw my relationships go down town... be it my love, best friend or my dad... my friend for more than a decade refuses to talk to me...

Learnt my lessons.. learnt that not to expect too much from any one..never be predictable...come wat may never allow any one to read ur mind.. u r the master of ur mind.. never allow urself to feel weak for any one.. its never worth it.. cause in the whole process u r distracted and put urself through the worst possible situations ever... never be needy for love even if deep within u feel deprived of it... love urself to the max...if u cant place urself above others then who will...never ever expect the feelings to be eternal...feelings are exponential curves.. u can see it soar rocket high sometimes and hit rock bottom as well..

promises made during the different phases of relationships are not real.. cause ppl forget...we might say stuff in spur of the moment.. but we never stick to it...if i have said some one "u mean world to me" sometime doesnt mean that it holds good forever... ppl change, relationships change and if u cling on to the past glory u only hurt urself more... move a head.. keep ur head high... u r worth all the love.. and if ppl dont give it to u... just be the same with them...

PS: i know i have not organized my feelings right... but these were the random lessons i learnt.. and i find it worth all..