There are a million things on my mind right now… sometimes I get this weird urge to talk to someone… like go on talking to someone… forever… there’s so much I want to say... but now that I’m here at my computer and I’ve started this stupid post, I don’t feel like finishing it!
*~Somebody please tell me - what is my problem!!!!! ~*
*~Somebody please tell me - what is my problem!!!!! ~*
There’s this something that's really close to my heart… something that I really want to work. I keep trying. I try… so hard, that it exhausts me. And when I stop to see how far I’ve come, I realize I’m still where I was when I started. It’s disheartening. It’s like running on the treadmill… you keep running… and running…. but you end up nowhere! You run miles together and when you stop, you’re still at the same place. Only more tired.
I can’t see light at the other end of the tunnel… :( Sometimes, I can’t see at all. Everything's so hazy. Like how it is right now. Blame it on the silly drop of water in my eye. But you know what - I am not going to let it run down my cheeks. I'm gonna close my eyes and trap it there. It’s gonna have to turn into a sparkle instead. Hey! I’m smiling already!
Oh by the way… if you’re someone like me, if you’re someone who HAS to add an extra packet of masala to your Maggie and as a result if you run out of masala packets by the time you’re about to finish your 6-pack Maggie, I have a fix dish. I happened to invent it today and it turned out to be yummy! Ask me for it.
All in all, he has all the vices I like and none of the virtues I dislike. :P
We’re soulmates. I love him to pieces. Before you all get any ideas, when I say, “I love him” I mean I love him as a friend. My best friend. Nothing more. Nothing less!
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आपके एहसास को पढ़कर अच्छा लगा
और हाँ आपके बेस्ट फ्रेंड के बारे में भी पढ़कर अच्छा लगा
और उनके Shokh = Shauk भी पढ़े :)
I would just like to say that I hardly ever READ your blog. I mean if it wasn't for the damn things finding their way to my inbox rather than my spam/trash box, I wouldn't know they existed. However, I do peruse them here and there and I'm glad I took the .5 second of my dignified and glorious life to do so today. Obviously I didn't read the crap at the beginning, but upon pressing the down arrow key I saw a marvelous thing...the most amazing name in big, bold letters...Krunal Patel; a name soon to be so intricately woven into the very fabric of history. I did like what was said about me ( I mean don't get me wrong, you still will never earn the rights immortalize me in a biography, such an honor/honour is reserved for Mr. Dan Brown or Mr. Stephen King). I would just like to briefly mention one thing...I am definitely NOT a living example of "simple living and high living" unless you think my Zara and Reiss blazers, Gucci/Aldo shoes, Diesel jeans, Kenneth Cole watches, and Hugo Boss shirts, are a sign of simple living. I would prefer the epitaph "classy living, out of the norm/weird thinking". Ok well, that just about sums up my rant. Aur revoir! Kutri pachi raate vat karisu!
Dont think too much gal......then people will push you to next generation..Get out of the tread mill and get ur wings flying high....enjoy every moment and turn them in to lovable memories!!!Nothing in this world is worth of this much feelings and pain!!
DUDE! I ALWAYS ADD EXTRA MASALA! I have a recipe too though...secret ;) and the thing about treadmills...sure you're in the same fucking place, sure you're fucking tired as shit, but damn have you burned off some bad ass fucking calories! So I say...fuck it, and live it ;)a=1
Ah! That's some testimonial, Shaili. Mr Patel got his due. Finally.
Very well written.
*cheers*
Shaili Arun Shah...lo siento for being cynical and sarcastic. You are awesome and "da bomb". And I love you too...not like I love Mona but the way Karan Johar supposedly loves SRK. ;)
OMG please tell me he's single. who the hell is Mona? is it short for Monica? tell me it is.
Hope you feel better soon Shelley.
Krunal I hate you more now. You have one full paragraph khud ke liye. Mera to naam-o-nishan nahi hain kahi. You have competition. You better buck up
Neat reflections ! Well written indeed !!
:)
i can so vry understand ur state of mind. Though i rilly dunno what to say to u...cz I find myself as clueless as u r rt now!!
I'm really intrigued as to what Monica sees in me? Cause let's be honest now, i'm fucked up...and Shaili will vouch for me...I am quite possibly the splitting characteristic image of the Joker in the Dark Knight...psychotic, love the winter and snow, and prefer darkness and loneliness above anything. So Monica...how you doin'? ;)
that's interesting. You may say I'm like Ashley in the Sidney Sheldon novel that Shelley lent me. Tell Me Your Dreams. Shelley will vouch for that too. Birds of same feather flock together.
Funny thing about that Monica is that my feathers are of this extremely rare jet black hue. And I ride solo :( But once in a while, I pick up a hitchhiker on my road to perdition...maybe you can be that lucky girl ;) Bring your leather jacket.
Mindi you jealous lil chokri. Everyone knows I hold a MUCH higher place in Shaili's world than you ever will. I feel like it's about time that you come to terms with that. Now I'm not saying think of yourself as complete shit, but at least something comparable. Ok now I shall get going with my awesome life...you take care now, okay? Gin helps ease the pain ;) believe me.
@ Krunal
OK but just know that you hold a much higher place in my life than Shaili does. You're 10 on 10, Shaili is 8 and the rest of the world is 4. :D
@ Anil
humein Hindi font use karna nahi aata yahan, par shukriya.
@ Kavi
thanks :) it's not as 'neat' as it sounds though
@ Kishore
lol this is a formal response to ur comment as u wudnt count the ones on fone... thanks for caring so much! thanks for being there da, through my best and my worst... rombbbba nandri..
@ Soul
well, i owe Mr.Patel more than a testimonial... I need to trample over him, throw tantrums at him, hit him, kick him (all without an iota of guilt :P) oh and hang out in NYC with him! :) cheers
@ Purnima
ahaha we somehow end up being in the same boat, don't we Purnima? Chillax! The good thing about bad times is that they don't last.sounds crappy, but it's true. TC. Btw, what ever happened to you trying to write poems? :D
@ Krunal, Monica, Mridu
Hmph No comments. *~you see, i'm ignoring you guys. I'm gonna throw a stick at u the next time i see you all!~*
lmao!! at least i have never been arm-twisted into putting up a post like this...way to go Doc!!
:D
ps: running is running. going nowhere is a different matter altogether. lazy people don't like either. i am lazy.
arm-twisted nai Nachi... it was my zindagi aur maut ka sawaal... these doctors, i tell you... jeettejee post mortem kar sakte hain!
i like the template
i m so jealous of your friend!
actually you both :(
hey you!!! where the hell are you???? has someone sent you underground or something? we tried to call you a 100 times over. your phone is switched off.
how do we reach you? call me or Deepali ASAP.
good grief woman. get here soon.
Stop being shady and just call or there will be...... consequences.
CALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL @*(*&^%$#%^)(*&^%$%&*()
PS: imma hit you with a book if you don't publish our comments.
You know what's your problem, the only problem that bugs billions of people around the world, being born as human beings:). The rest follows..whether you like it or not, nothing shall stop form invading our hearts and minds...and many many more.
Nice blog. I never knew you had one until i saw it in the web history in our Lab. I'm using your PC. Yeah so? You hardly use it anyway ;)
running on a treadmill? tears??? YOU can talk like that. Unbelievable. I have always known you to be a very BINDAAS person. Be like that only. suits you.
jab life ho out of control, honthon ko kar ke gol...
seeti baja ke bol
ALLLL ISSS WELLLLL
Murgi kya jaane ande ka kya hoga
Arrey life milegi ya tawe pe fry hoga
Koi na jaane apna future kya hoga
Honth ghuma seeti baja seeti baja ke bol
ALLL ISSS WELLLL
nice testimonial ... lucky to have such friends
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