dALi

~one of dali's lesser know works....girl by the window.....


(disclaimer...her butts are definately bigger than mine*!!)

no reservations

forever living in a tortured paradox...?
different specialities...
the leap across the oceans is a big one!
love at first sight..an' the rest is all history...
something that allured me to linger on...an' fall in love with your* paradise..
the smell an' sound of burning charcoal.
multiple colours an' hues of cobalt blue....
iam goin to put my life on hold an' hang my hat for abit.
stop moving.......
ready yet?
lots to see...so much more to do???
maybe it's my real home.....it's always been
n' it's comforting in knowing ...
that once i stop moving ..i have a place to come back to......

my world cup('oo7) diaries~I

practice match begins in Jamaica in a few hours....
we start our world cup capaign with this one match.....
let's start saying our prayers!

Dead Poet's Socity...

today

of :-
bottled dreams an' cigarette burns
nervous laugh...an' fruit flavored sorbets
fusion bands n' photo shoots.
scorching shooping sprees in gk
n' soirees in the park
midnight conversations an cricket in the lawn
summer storms n' garam chai
ripped jeans an' blogs
confused ethnicity an' gay best friends.
poems wrapped in bubblegum wrap.
n' hash on sale on the internet
old friends ..an' chocolote fudge
mutilated bodies and crystal beads
compassion written on street walls.
distorted souls n' vivacious personas
scribbled hurried notes an' self help books.
pop up friends an' (un)cultured upbringing
organic food n' inorganic lives
battered love n' stretched limits..
acidic lies..n' technicoloured existence.
undefined boundaries an' manipulated media circus...
old stories an' new people
of strangers in the stairwell...n' old ladys in sneakers walking their dogs.
neon dreams...n' fast cars
red carpets an' painted faces.
true friends and scented candels
understated elegance an' oh Gosh! moments.
red wine an' sparks in the sky
chasing the sunshine on the floor
ashing in the water n' smoking in the loo(under the din of the exhaust)
blood on the floor n' a song in my head.
life changing decisions an' split second deaths.
refracted light an' pink fuzzy socks.
metallic frames an' over exposed pictures
stained knives an' movie posters.
old hindi songs an it's techo remixed version
illusions being peddled on the street.
pink stilletoes an' nani's old steel trunk
waiting in ques an' fighting over the movies..
butter popcorn n' nachoes(grr...stay away)
missed calls n' more missed calls...
a zillion other phone calls..
of love n' lust....an' the mango/peach lip balm.
printed skirts n' embroidered ambitions
kisses by starlight n' heartbreak typed on gmail.

disclaimer:-profound..i know.;)

i'v been blogging a lot lately....
but it's not coz iam thinking more or coz i have a lot more to say.it's the same old thought process..jus that iam in the process of disconnectin with the world...n' re-connecting with myself.
iam on the phone a lot less....n' as they say spending quality time with myself.spending time with nanna n' papa...n' tryin to gain brownie points for the summer.(n' also fr the aftrlife)
exam tension is absent...but that's nothing new.
i'v become a lot smarter..or so iam being told...
smarter ...wiser.....intellectual...it's all relative..i guess.
it's only the experience that counts.
n' with every passing day iam adding up to my meager measure of it.

yesterday...once more it became clear to me...that in the end....you're by yourself.
not that i ws rendered a heart breaking blow...or stabbed in the back by my kin...
a tiny incident ws enough to bring the point home...yet again!
the promises of friendship fade away n' forever ends sooner than you expectd.
my best friends been tryin to drill this fact in my head for the longest time....also goin to the extent of cutting all ties with me for 4 months....only so tht i'd to handle losss.he did a good job i thnk....coz iam definately stonger than yesterday.
n' strenght is all that we need to make every situation a lil more bearable....n' life a lot more peaceful...im not referring to happiness here...coz i for one know that the persuit of happiness is the most difficult.
not many would agree....but pain ..hurt...loss...despair....anger n' also our joy...it's all in the head....
our happiness lies in our own hands......n' strength only comes from experience an' responsibility.
so much is happening all around...every minute i'm bombarded with so much knowledge..news n' incidents....experiences..word of wisdom...n' lessons learnt from life.
i sit on my bed n' iam transported to diffrent surroundings in a matter of seconds...
dissapointments...triumphs....i experience them all with all those i love.
n' last night i wished i ws that japanese guy frm heroes*....
i want to time travel n' meet myself 5 years from now....all tht i seem to be learning n' claim to have learnt....is it all in my head...??