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I Bleet.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
dialogue
early morning dialogue in your head:
awake self: wake up
sleepy self: mmmm... two more mins
two mins later ( actually in dream world 2 hours)
awake self: wake up
sleepy self: mmmm... why??? let me sleep ..
awake self: you need to meet your proffessor
sleepy self: he has not responded to my email yet
awake self: you need to go to the bank
sleepy self: i can go tomorrow
awake self: you need to do your morning yoga
sleepy self: skip one day no big deal
awake self: thats what you said yesterday
sleepy self: just one more day no big deal
awake self: you seem to be awke since your having such clear thoughts. wake up
sleepy self: (groggy) two more mins .
awake self: wake up
sleepy self: mmmm... two more mins
two mins later ( actually in dream world 2 hours)
awake self: wake up
sleepy self: mmmm... why??? let me sleep ..
awake self: you need to meet your proffessor
sleepy self: he has not responded to my email yet
awake self: you need to go to the bank
sleepy self: i can go tomorrow
awake self: you need to do your morning yoga
sleepy self: skip one day no big deal
awake self: thats what you said yesterday
sleepy self: just one more day no big deal
awake self: you seem to be awke since your having such clear thoughts. wake up
sleepy self: (groggy) two more mins .
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
Just him and me
Me, I long to close my eyes even if it is to blink. His smile. His eyes when it flashes anger. A tiny little fruit fly. His long fingers as he pushes his crunchy hair. The way he sips from a bottle of ‘dew’. Everything about him flashes before me like glimpse from a favorite movie. Each day as the sun rises I’m unwilling to open my eyes to break yet another wonderful dream of a faraway home. Just him and me. But what is a dream unless you wake up and live it right? So I endure each dreaded day till the time I get to be with him. Just him and me.
I see him. He is coming towards me. Finally that part of the day again. He is moving closer and my mind is racing. I’m thinking about every moment we spent together and the good, the bad, the entire package. Does he love me? Does he love me as much as I love him? Does he think I’m pretty? Will he like my dress? Paranoid! Okay I’ll give myself the last one but I’m thinking. Get a grip it is not judgment day! Take a deep breath and smile. And don’t say anything stupid. He is carrying his bag. Strange. The bag makes noise! More Strange! You jump out of it!
So adorable! He thinks so too. Tiny paws and chatoyant eyes. Cute! Really cute! But I wonder why I felt so strange. Haven’t felt this way before. Falling asleep on his arm. Comfy isn’t it? Tell me about it! Think you see something move. Jump up, to the side and up again. Hey… Wake up. Excuse me. Stretch. Yawn. Yea that’s right.
I don’t wish I were a butterfly. I don’t want a diamond necklace. I just want him to hold my hand. Look at me. I’m sitting right here. No one can dislike you. I know. Like I said you are tiny. Such a lazy darling. However I want to look only at him what do I see. I am seeing all that love poured into you in those few minutes. All that is mine. Share and care mom said. Care ?Sure. Share. May be. Him NO way!
You might not know this now. But it is hard to accept. Tell him . Ask him. See if he listens to you. On my god! It just dawned on me. I’m crazy. I’m insane. I’m paranoid. But also, I’m jealous. I can’t explain it. No one can. I envy you my tiny friend. And I don’t even know your name.
2230 hrs
Monday, April 6, 2009
holy cow.!
We were sitting at the IC long ago discussing "4edge" related stuff when this calf decided to investigate what two people sitting in such a faraway corner were up to. It was a dirty little thing. I muttered under my breath 'Don't come any closer if you knows whats best for you'. But Obviously it was a Cow and didn't know any better.After a few minutes we realized that the Stupid thing was chewing on our MT notes !! Swank placed one swift kick in the face. With a hurt expression and the notes still in its mouth it goes running towards the herd.Prbably benefited more from the notes than we did anyway. We always consider books to be holy and by analogy since cows eat those we know now Holy Cow .
Monday, March 9, 2009
HAWK
"You bought a pair of What jeans ????!!!!"...
"Hawk jeans"
" HA HA HA HA HA.... 'HAWK' jeans.. ha ha ha ha ha.."
"Hey..! they fit perfectly and i love the colour... People should stop making fun of me"
" They do look nice... but NO.. must stick to BRANDS"
2 weeks later
"hey guess what i have two pairs of Hawk jeans and i highly recommend it.. :)"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha"
"Hawk jeans"
" HA HA HA HA HA.... 'HAWK' jeans.. ha ha ha ha ha.."
"Hey..! they fit perfectly and i love the colour... People should stop making fun of me"
2 weeks later
"hey guess what i have two pairs of Hawk jeans and i highly recommend it.. :)"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha"
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Goat Quotes
"Mom told me a story long time back about why she is a veggie" ..... . " There was once a goat and he lived a full happy life with his owner whom he loved and admired. One day he went for a walk with his owner.. to visit one of the owners friends he thought. Strange place this friend lived in. Shiny Sharp objects... Red stains on his shirt..... Weird large cut objects hanging from the ceiling .... He was made to lie on a cold metal table. And slowly the hand raised .. And just as the knife starts to come down on his neck, he lifts his head and looks towards his owner and goes.. "Maaaayyyyyyyyyyy"...
And that's why I eat goats "
"He could have looked at me with his right eye... but no... This Goat decided to turn his head all the way around and look at me with his left eye"
"If a goat looks at its reflection it WILL get confused. It will believe it is another goat"
--And this particular law of goats saved my life as a child
Shame in a brown bag
"Is this O.K?" Asks the shop keeper avoiding your eyes holding something under the table.
You have to strain your neck and literally climb over the counter to see if it was 'O.K' . You really want to take a closer look at the box or see if he has any other types or flavours, but his embarrassment slowly becomes your embarrassment and you just want to get out of there so you nod your head . He quickly puts the box into a brown paper bag and hands in to you slowly trying to contain a smirk. You ignore it, quickly pay the bill and walk out of the shop with any dignity you can muster. You know that as soon as you leave the salesmen will start to giggle and talk amongst themselves. Ashamed? Are you?
Please ....like no one else does it.
You have to strain your neck and literally climb over the counter to see if it was 'O.K' . You really want to take a closer look at the box or see if he has any other types or flavours, but his embarrassment slowly becomes your embarrassment and you just want to get out of there so you nod your head . He quickly puts the box into a brown paper bag and hands in to you slowly trying to contain a smirk. You ignore it, quickly pay the bill and walk out of the shop with any dignity you can muster. You know that as soon as you leave the salesmen will start to giggle and talk amongst themselves. Ashamed? Are you?
Please ....like no one else does it.