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sometimes love rotts!!

August 25, 2008

Its when you start to think that life is so full of happiness wen yur in love that love suddenly starts to rott…I don exactly mean that, but just making my point that love is not always so dewy eyed and mushy talk.Not at all.

I am not an easy person to be in love with!That may sound like a confession, that most girls make. But its true to an extend. We girls think we are a prize possesion for our guys.Hmmm starting from  taking so much pains to look pretty, with all the yikkkeee waxing and threading trips to beauty saloons which we all dread so much,having to be tensed over every chipped nail which would mean yur nail polish wont look that prettyyy,hating the sun for it gets yu tanned so that yur guy won have the awwwww feeling wen he sees you, trying out umpteen creams and face packs for a lil dusky beauties like me so that he doesn have to keep looking past every fair beatuties who has to cross his way, saving up for days even months sometimes to get that lovely shoe or that salwar though we would have bills to pay…..its all our effort for you to be proud of us!!

Its moreover a sacrifice for a woman to fall in love with a man! Its more or less always whats she prefers too…She would prefer him over a lot a things, like her family,her career, her friends, sometimes its a sacrifice even for choosing a restaurant to dine or a city to live in. It would always what the guy wants to do that we would say thumos up to rather than our interests. May be its cos we are brought up in a culture where our mothers waited up til wee hours at night for our father who will be back late after work,after a small party with his frnds to have dinner,where he would be served the best things in the house in the best cutleries.Men are always given an edge though we say womans liberation n such shit.Because deep down we know that it makes us happy to be sacrificing things for him,cos we love him, love the domination, love the feeling of being protected, feeling that somebody takes care f us…

But when love rotts, you get that sour feelin that everything that you have been doin is for nothing.More times it would be a simple thing, like in my case, my guy wants to go for his friends wedding where the grroms dad is my dead enemy(read ex boss) who hasn invited me for the function.May be it would be a small issue, and I mit be knowing it thats its silly to bring the father into the scene.But hey common, hes supopsed to be my bf, and in 3 months we are getting married, my enemies should be his too, but he still insisted that he WILL go for the wedding, the friend is his BEST friend, so don brng the dad into this!!And thats it end of story, I would have done a hundred things to make him feel good, but they wont even sacrifice a small thing to make ou feel good if they dont want to!!SOmetie LoVe RoTTS!!!!!!!

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Dairy-8.8.2008

August 8, 2008

Todays supposed to be a special day, wth all the 8th day of the 8th month of the 8th year in the 20th century and all that, said my friend smetime early in the day today. Well, maybe it is or may be its not. I came to office as usual, after a rather bumby 30 min ride in a rickshaw and then realised I had forgotton my id card. Luckli te guy wos not there to check ,else it would have been anothr problem.

I guess I reached early, only sijo wos there as usual reading the newspaper and yawning as if he hasn slept in 2 days straight.Boss is on leave, kinda miss him actually. So that means another free day to browse,read news papr(the one good thing bout workin for a newspaper, yu get to read almost all the dailies, national n international),chat,gossip and in between making a few call to pretend that you are workin too. Missin seema too, shes supposed to be rejoining today, but havn got a clue wers shes vanished.Tried to call her, but her phones switched off. Tried thinkin of sme ways to reach her like  callin up Impresario and gettin her designer frind who did te saris for Miss kerala contest’s number n then find her no or try getting her hubbs office nbr n find out bt her…hmm both too much of work, so decided to wait until either she decides to switch on the phone or cme to office, which ever first.

Have booked tickets for movie Veruthey oru Bharya(not realy sure bt te lietral translation bt i guess it s smethin like just a wife for no particular reason or smethin like tat). Have finally gotten my guy to agree to cme for a movie with me.After 11 monnts of bein together today is the day hes finally agreed for a movie!!I guess he likes his new office much me too cos it doesn hold him till wee hours like the old one.

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10 pm: I din kno I could take so much pains to see such an outstandingly stupid movie.It s funny in a way, I managed to send send priya n mobin on time to get the tickets but got myself standin on te road lookin at a traffic block which i realised could be slower than a snail.So I took a walk across two blocks,went underneath an over bridge, crossed a railcross, took a rickshaw again n finaly got to the theatre to fnd my guy patiently waitin down. We wantd to tell the producer guy wo wos waitin outside it wos great till interval, after which we would have trashed him up then n there.anyways.

It wos supposed to be a special day with all the 8th day of the 8th month of the 8 year of the 20th sentury.Hmmmmm…

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August 7, 2008

I see the world in a grain of sand,

And heaven in a wild flower…
Hold infinity in the palm of my hand….
And eternity in an hour…

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August 7, 2008

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