One Saturday Night!

Xin, she is the biggest a**hole ,I can call my friend. I regret it,

Given a choice , I would delete her from my life’s book. But the fact is we don’t let go seven years of friendship for just a chewing gum episode.

Oh yes! That incident shook everyone, Perhaps they thought Xin is suppose to die.

Saturday it was , How we all wanted to go GOA but ended up in radio shack. A shack minus the beach wear or the sight of beach in that case :P .Xin,tall, chineese ,obviously eyes not that defined, Or more than that she is blind( Ahh!! I hate her as I am writing this Post).


First Stop at Stu ‘s Place , It was his birthday and he had no money to treat us. SO why it was house Party and then going to a not so happening Place called some shack it seemed.

Point to be noted not all firangi settled in India are rich. And not all in Pune come for Osho but all of them I know work dedicate for reputed NGOs.

Lets talk about Xin here, She got this huge role to play in the upcoming paragraph.


Perhaps the whole thing was destined to happen, I mean that day we decided to go in a car,for just a 100m destination. And it was all random, Xin was the choosen one to sit beside me And Amit was the Happy one to offer HAPPY Dent to everyone.Xin had three of those together (can you imagine the only one who took that bl**dy chewing gum) , All so excited , who cared where Xin threw her Half chewed gum.

My life!!My love , We jumped and hoped!!



Came home , crashed on my bed. Should have checked me in the mirror.. but hey somethings are destined to happen.. So Morning I saw Xin staring at me , that look when she is sh*t sorry about something.. May be she broke good stuff of mine.

“ XIN MORNING” I said …

“Sorry Sorry I think its me, The other night my chewing gum sticked to your hair “ She was sorry may be. I Jumped out of the bed all freaked out. Hate her till now for doing that..

HERE IS ME with all the short hair ,quite manageable now… But I must learn to like them and also XIN may be ..X0X0

Bringing me Peace

Previously,I cursed him to die,
Sorry Eyes all cried out, dry,
Cut my feathers,I couldn’t fly
But still at peace,ask me how?

You must have felt it a bit
Falling in a well dug pit,
An actor following the same skit
Will tell you what changed my mind

I was on my way to office
With my best friend,munching toffees
I told him to look both the sides
There are rules in the road to abide

I heard him scream and cry
Saw blood oozing out his head and eye
All the spectators were standing by
Next was in hospital,with all the life supply

He looked at me , took his last breath
His family affected by his death,
Crying near him,was his girlfriend,Beth
Condolence, Tears all seemed a myth

So there I forgave my ex-love,
The pain he gave me, a lot of
That day I was at peace, a complete stop
Life is nothing but Bad memories to crop!

A Little bit of Everything!

Sometimes he is the child ,young and immature

wants you to play back with him

This makes me wonder may be his strict father stole his childhood.





Sometimes he is like a big Daddy, head of the family

Keeps you by your side, Protective

Makes me wonder if his mother was brave to shield her son.





Sometimes he is the romantic lover

Who showers you with gift and surprises

Makes me wonder if his ex taught him so.





Sometimes he is the guardian

Who counsels you when you go wrong

Makes me wonder if , it was a routine with his little sister .







Sometimes he is the hero in his vocation

Who is always the victor who is venerated

Makes me wonder if he was his teachers’ darling.





Sometimes he is happy and colorful like the sky

Who has formulated to content all and sundry

Makes me wonder how much you  have  learnt from your life.

And If I have this little bit of everything ,to be your wife?

You know it already!

We know we know everything, we know what’s wrong and what’s right, how should we be normal. How to handle an emotional outburst. Some of us were taught ,some of us learnt from life. But don’t you think after all this we don’t face it, we do it anyway, we cry like a emotional fool like always




I will tell you my few ways to get over something:



1) KEEP YOURSELF OCCUPIED : here is how you can handle an emotional breakdown. If you have thought like you would crib and cry all the day, you will break a little more .The solution is not to cry but not to give anytime to sob(b) … I was in office like twelve hours a day , I know even a minute of silence breaks me so being a bit longer time in office had its own [perks as salary hike. I don’t know if I loved the job but the fact was I did put all my mind into it to get over that one thing.



2) iLIKE : lets get back to the age where you had a hobby, you were not able to pursue . In my case I love writing and I am back to it perhaps not completely but sooner or later. Yes. Let talk about it. As you do whatever stuff you like, you will be satisfied with yourself , like the purpose would be served, .that is you getting out of that shit time when you just feel lonely like a lot





3) BURN IT DOWN : it is applied if to the ppl who are broken by someone. This shit happens to almost everyone. I mean I didn’t know anyone who hasn’t ,just burn all the memories related to that someone. You can even take a break and visit some place ,come back with not the crying person but the “what the shit I was thinking, How can I fall for someone that dumb and lame”

4) LOVE "ME"I don’t know why I didn’t mention it in the first point but this what is the most important. Love yourself!! No one is ever going to love you if you don’t know how to love yourself. It does not bring you happiness (it can’t keep you happy for a longer time), when you love someone without even noticing yourself, your looks your likes your friends. Go for manicure pedicure (applied to all genders), go shopping ,whatever makes you feel good. Yes if you look good, you eventually feel good.





Well!I am in office, writing and thinking of this will increase the level of shit I am supposed to take today. LOL



CIAO

The Friend!

If you would have asked me anything sometime back like say August last year,

I would have cried. That is how I was so lost and not so found with my confidence. But I will here not talk about my past but present how it is. How I laughed like lunatics this weekend. How a friend gave me an emotional shoulder, when I was broken to death. And how I found my smile and a better than before.



I would not talk about the weekend but that moment when I realised I was laughing my a** off. Yes, a friend who tried to fix my smile, well it was fixed a lil’better. And I din’t want to be alone not for a nano second cause the past would gush into me, it might again break me, I don’t want to visit the place again.





Nice and cold night it was, How it is a blessing to be in Pune, the weather always better than the place I stayed before. I am here not to compare but how amazing I felt to be in the place esp sitting beside a good friend and laughing over , over anything which might not make sense to you at all… not that we never talked anything sensible but what I was so glad about was the very moment in the middle of the night in my terrace , not so looking at the stars , not so holding hands, I started laughing , I was laughing at the joke. Then I realised I was laughing at life, so unpredictable . I could not help but feel my cheeks widened with a smile , I wished my friend saw the dimple on my cheek in the ironic light of the night. I wanted to seal that moment forever. Eventhough I was not infront of the mirror , I was so in love with the transformed “me”. Some few months back ,when I sat infornt of the mirror to smile , but all I could see was a crying me , how I was unable to talk to a stranger, how performed badly in exams and interviews. I was not helping my self.



But that friend made me smile, yes anyday. I never want to lose these moments, but eventually we all fall for the one ,the one who made you smile , actually for the person who brought your smile back ,may be this how we MOVE ON …

Making me learn!

I am a Bird
I can Fly
Can touch the clouds
Can sing with the Winds
Can go far far away
But never forget the Sun
To return back before its Dark.
You are a Bird.


My father enacted the above lines when I was too small just to look him and be happy for making me laugh . But have I learnt its true meaning yet?

Thank you Dad!
 

A New Year Starter!!

Disclaimer- Infuriated times,read at your own risk!!


Year or a decade passes by!! So what? most of honestly do not have time to get into emotional cherishing old memories. Please! that’s what happens in typical movies. They kissed once and they remember even after their rebirth . Or may be we don’t have any quiet time left to remember anyone. As a child (Ok! may be till college)I used to get all this feel bad situations when my friends (are they anymore??) would say me you don’t remember me and all that stuff. Significantly, I do not feel a bit. I am sorry , I would have had certain mood to speak to but you were mean to me many instances (I forgive but I have a good memory to forget) ,why this sudden feel of we are best friends and all that? And I am seriously fed up being your friend keeping up with the trend so that everybody gawks at us and yearns to be in that crowd of friends!!


I have got this hectic life that I have no importance to take your horsing around stuff. Not that I am into a relationship and a job that makes me busy ,thing is its high time I must consider and filter out people who really matter to me ( I guess you know if you are) I am not acting pricey but this is how it is in every other being’s life as well. Or if you have a contact with your friend just for a six-degree of separation contact,then they are infulencing awful exceptions. Well! I need to consider that as well, but for now I am really annoyed having phonies surrounding me.


Really appreciate your patience and understanding, if you are still reading this…


Thanks,


Jasmin