Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Balance Sheet Relationship!!!


Choclates added weight to a human body in 20th Century
This is 22nd Century & now they just add happiness!!!

And so I am having awesome chocolates these days....don't worry, have shed bloody 4 Kgs all this while :P Eat chocolates, Be happy!!!

It was my frequent visit to Book Stores last month & I realized what we all have realized till now...writing is a new fad. Anyone is writing anything (me too)....whatever...for me it's 205th Blog, it's been 2 yrs 6mnth & 61 days since my first blog post. This is equal to 22,584 hours i.e. 1,355,040 minutes or 81,302,400 seconds!!

Writing Blog has been a rather touchy experience for me. My Bloggy's been a true(st) friend to me. Stood by me all the time (accept when the server was down :P). I truly thank God,though my respect for him is li'l down these days, I thank him for giving me this lovely creation of man that absorbs all emotions, supports & shares all the ups & downs!

Today, when we all love ourselves more than anyone else and others do the same. When time & money are li'l more important than necessary. When the relations have turned into mere Balance Sheets with credits & debits, when the love is outweighed by every tangible asset. When you are trusted/loved only after an assessment, you gotta pass a bloody exam to be loved, you need to achieve a bare minimum to be hugged! You are cared only if you get a plump pay every month end. Thank God at such a practical time I have my Blog to stand by me!!! I have my blog for piling up my immaturity, my naked heart, my emotions, my thoughts & my whatever shit. It takes it all, unlike anyone else.

I'll rather look weak & jot down my heart than letting things kill me in the pretense to be strong...!!!


An eavening at MTC (Mumbai Times Cafe'), Bandra....

I was on an elevated chair with my friend. About 8 feet away, she was sitting on a couch. Her's was a yellow top, just covering the waist band of her knee high black skirt. Black sandles were in contrast with her white skin. She was carrying big black glossy bag & my friend kept blabbering some shit I was least interested in :P. I was interested in her 'an inch deep dimples', my friend could never understand & kept shitting. Her hair were curled from the edges, her hands were crossed & she engrossed in the guy she was chatting to, not aware that someone else was engrossed in her. She was not a flawless miracle and had li'l darkness around her eyes but that mattered less coz her dimples were the ones to die for.....aaaahhhh...I am dead....alive again till I complete my blog.....ha ha!!! Unlike her she had thin lips worth praising at least ten times a second, She had a smile of the Goddess. My friend still blabbering, I was least interested in his logical talks that had lost all the logic since we sat in the vicinity of that sweet girl. He paid the bill while I measured her dimple depth before the sandle heel.... Thank God those sandles were intact in her feet & we were out safely............phewwwww.......

A Billion Dollar question!!! Why did God made girls so beautiful???


Sometimes life just stares back at you and you just want to look away........
Today Avril's songs are so appropriate for me to listen to....

God you showed your back this time, you didn't turn up for me. Now just let me cuddle & sleep over my so lovely thoughts!!

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hi

This is where you i would like to slightly correct you, that girls go behind fat plump salaries , not every girl and not most of the girls and there are lot of exceptions to your statement , A woman requires a man's understanding, concern ,and his supportiveness and an lifetime commitment .

Take Care and keep writing

Amru

Anonymous said...

hi....

Anonymous said...

hey....hi....very true said abt balance sheet reationships....one of my loved ones also realised me of that.....i still remember the day....when i got job wid a good package of salary....my loved ones called up n after knowing my pay the first words they uttered were very annoying n depressing...inspite of conguratulating n making me feel proud of my progress...they said....now they would b able to find good match for me...u hv made ur parents job easy...these things hv made me to realise that..hey poor gal.......TO BE worthy of sm1 u should hv high earning capacity.......it was really not a nice feeling.