restless

a day of firsts.
yes.
started with a renewed vigour for the kill-list update by puting HariSadu at the top!
that painful realisation that i run woefully short of explicites.
longing(sic).
first "proceedural" drafts.
longing continued(sic).
planning for a sunday treat.
a "goodbye" wave from 'Hukku' directed only at me! (fishy much?!)
and the last but nonetheless the least, matching-matching with the Boss Lady's Boss! i really need to update my wardrobe!



p.s. the longing part still continues.
p.p.s "restless" stays.

a "verb" day for "Left"

and the day when nothing goes right.

and I went to sleep the last night peacefully.. guess I was wrong to assume that "peaceful" will have a "trickle-down" effect.. so horribly wrong! *the horror* and it didn't even require to wait till the day break! oh no! daylight is never a primary requisite for "horrors", the fact which got reinstated in a very brutal way..

I did go to sleep not cranky, though.. and that's where all the peace ended, apparently..

waking up for no goddamned reason at 0246.. how I know it so precisely? ah well, I've a reliable source..
again drifting back to slumber.. waking up again at 0559.. and there surfaces the first signs of cranky.. cursing under the breath, I buried myself under my duvet and dragged my Bunny too.. and of course, the cursing continued for some time.. and then those bloody "suor-er-bacchas" and "suors" started their "construction drills"!! *aarrggghhhhh!* bang!-bang!-a-bangity-bang!-a-bang!-bang!-bangity-bang!-bang!-bang!-BANG! I still somehow did manage to sleep in that din.. finally gave up on that and sat up at 0730.. yes, super grumpy.. the ONLY comfort was the Caffeine..
and I thought things have finally stopped being in the screwed up state. but no!! oh no no no!!! Pops exceeds the time limit for shower, makes me late, I have to do with cold water in this cold morning.. ugghh! no respite! and by then, I'm in such a foul mood that I'm ready to take on anybody.. I kinda did that too.. and then the wardrobe "malfunction"(yes it always pisses a girl off when she doesn't fit in her clothes and/or the clothes dun fit her as they are supposed to)!
and then at the parking, some other "suor-er-baccha" parks his vehicle nicely in front of my Red Love! I almost imagined myself like those angry cartoon network characters, when they literally blow their heads off when angry.. and of course, not to mention the abundant "suors" on the road..

grrrrrr!
I dun want to live through this day.

p.s. everything IS so definitely Roobish!
p.p.s. I'm not at all apologetic for all the 'profanities' used.
p.p.p.s. and he tells me to go "left"! *HMPF*

Matinee Madness

everything is fair in love and war!

and i bow to thee, whoever coined it the first time.. *gratitude*

and this statement is probably the best example of being the most significant and profound meaning arrangement of such words so as to really drive home a point.. it's always the winner's argument.. everything is fair in love and war.. however way you look at it.. you can derive many an interpretations by varying your intensity on different words, as you may please, yet, in all those ocassions, the underlining never changes.. everything continues to be fair in love and war..
when you're in "love" you are at constant war~ with yourself, with suroundings, with people (the one you love and also other than the one you love), with the varied/ myriad kaleidoscope of intangibles viz. time (or the lack of it, or even the difference in it), place (presence and/ or the absence), and the list is inexhaustible..
you war, because you love.. because it pains that the one you love differs with you, and you war to make your point acceptable and that too uncontested!

so you war because you love and when you love, you're at constant war.

and not to discount the fanatic obsession of the entire nation regarding "fairness"(sic).. and yes, i do intend all the pun here.


p.s. this post is a result of me being in a happy state followed by happy-clappy-first half, wherein the Boss Lady was in a party mode, and i also have a 5-Star to boast of! and in retospect, this is more to do with my state of amusement after the 1400 hrs segment on Aaj Tak, wherein the Headline flashed "Everthing is Fair in Love and War", over the hot topic of Delhi elections, followed by pictures of the "nominees" and also some really funny "news"!

p.p.s statutory warning : this post is perfectly capable of driving a completely "sane" person "insane".

That's how I see it!

I see us.. Sitting together.. Sitting close.. With our backs to the wall.. Sitting on the floor.. Not directly though, 'coz my ass hurts after prolonged sitting on bare floor!

So, I see us.. Sitting together.. Sitting close.. With our backs to the wall.. Sitting on the floor.. On a rug/ durries.. With hands entwined.. And we're talking.. Maybe a deep discussion.. About dogs.. Or about all randomness and nothing in particular.. But we are still talking.. And then we stop.. The talking part..

We're still sitting.. Our backs against the wall.. With my head now finding its place on your shoulder.. Comfortably.. And you let me..

We don't talk.. We just be.

p.s : because you'd asked me.. and there is always an answer.

Pseudo Brit Charm

I was doing alright.
Had a good start of the new year,
Nothing extravagant, nothing subdued,
Nothing undercurrent, nothing over the moon.
It was just about right.
Had a skip in my steps,
Not too high or too low.
Just about right.
Had just the right amount of worries,
And even had the right amount of space to incorporate stress.
Had the smile and the poise, posing for the lens.
I really was doing alright.
Carefree and free.

 

And then you come along.

And you give me a reason.

With the songs and everything else.
All at once.

 

I'm trying hard not to falter.
I'm trying hard to be resolute.
But the charms of my Pseudo Brit
somehow reign absolute!

a New Post

#New happenings on a new day of a new #Year! #Hello2015!

1. watched Salman Khan dance his way to the new year.
2. hot chai on a cold midnight - a perfect winter delight.
3. first wish from Karthik (the ever protective one!)
4. waking up after a good night's sleep to a lot of new year wishes.
5. no bathroom fights in the morning.
6. new stockings.
7. Black love gets the maiden ride.
8. no bovine encounters/interruptions enroute work.
9. peaceful morning with plenty of wishes going around.
10. morning chat with Rat's P.A.
11. satire reads to great the day - Erra tica (TOI) by Bachi Karkaria; Red Herring - five pointless guide to the next364 achhe din by Indrajit Hazra (Economic Times); 14 meaningless phrases (Economic Times)
12. brilliant chatty lunch with the Financial Controller.
13. a friendly greeting from the Director.
14. Boss Lady's return.
15. Getting "His" wish (a first!)
16. RAT's new year wish -amidst a lot of jokes, innuendos and a cake!
17. and retiring by 2130!