Back to puppy love....

Finally caught sight of a pup after a really long time especially after the MCD go sterile drive for stray dogs, man abuses his control a lil too much... While he humps away to glory with the andar and bahar wali...

So life has been decent.. Thanks to babu bhaiya treat, where he treated me to rich chocolate shake, shawarma, pasta, pizza and rounded it off with golgappa... I took  puppy to school with my little cousin sis , walked through winding green lanes (well they are still not a thing of the past in Bhubaneswar)... Talked about dogs and homes we'd like to have, laughed... The next day went in for an little cousin sis party... the food was heavenly... the melt in the mouth galoti kebab, absolutely delicious biryani, the raita, the sewaiyan.. But life hit rock bottom with "Himmatwala??" kinda surprises u that Sajad Khan was the guy who got u super comedy Housefull series and Hey Baby.. I guess creativity in India is also imported that too with heavy excise duty, so much so we suck at cut copy past even...old songs to new track <#taa thaiya hooo> LOL .

So life's been all about vegetable maggi evenings, vacuous stares, languid nights.. my vocabulary seems to have become redundant and therefore I've taken heavily to neologisms for the inarticulate, with a more than decent amount of "you knows" thrown in and pauses and breaks... btw Soha Ali makes for a really eloquent talker, saw this interview of hers on Headlines today, where she kept stumping Koel Purie off and Koel's only saving grace was her less than graceful smile...

 puja in mandir has been an almost non affair for me, just the occasional drop in for the bhog and ogling, well what do you expect from this glutton and voyeur... Nothing more to report... over and out...

My life's proclivity to to suck continues its streak. Screwed my last exam last year last exam who give a damn hadn't prepared, probably because all of it was last minute. And How I met your mother was a welcome break for me. Earlier I never really got around to understand why it was such a craze, and i stayed away from it mainly because everybody was watching it, but I guess even the antibodies I was blessed with couldn't save themselves the epidemic. I am strugglin hard to find a better quality jobs, i still suck at my MBA preparations. I have said that so many times not it no longer bothers unless I hear somebody score in the latest mock. Statistics are spouted with such pride as if they were the ones making them.

Btw I don't think political correctness to be the best thing to squirm yourself out of a confrontation and of course letting your dear gf 'momming' you around such a good idea. I mean I know most people have their best interests in mind, but please I like some time out of my own. I don't always like to have a fake smile just so that you don't ask what was the reason for the lack of dental display. I like being sad when there is nobody to ask me the reason for it. I have my own messed up head to handle can u please move away from the muck. Probably i am a loner in the garb of being this jabber wok. No matter how much you try to cheer me up, its only when i choose to be happy that I become one. I dissect and dissect and read in between lines, go so much in to the details, the most off hand of statements are as acerbic as they can get. Sigh.

And you know, always doing the right thing does not mean life will spare you its screw up. Life is a whore, it belly dances to your God-forsaken luck. And expects you to enjoy it like a connoisseur, hold your drinks up and savour every moment of it.

Been lazying around the entire weekend, been on facebook for almost 24X7, but am usually offline. Sifting through random pics, its such a bad idea. Listening to songs my lil sis recommends, she's come a long way since 'Aashiqui-2'. Infact I did not have such refined tastes back when i was her age. But the songs are such a welcome. so life's been pretty much the same. Meeting a dear friend of mine today. Hoping ti cheers me up.

The END of An Era ....

well Life's been decent enough...my eventful and beautiful  season has comin to an end... A heart warming year... A year of many first's...linkup breaks up adjustment sharing  And i hope life continues on this note... But sometimes life puts me in such quandaries... my inability to tell things to people on their face to avoid uncomfortable situations gets to me... for once i want to be real honest with people and tell them this is what I don't like in them... I don't like them commenting on my life, on the way I was, on the way I look... On how I work... I hate it when people pick on raw wounds, pick on my ego, pick on things way too personal for me... I don't like it... same with all ppl's Probably you people don't intend to hurt me but somewhere down it pinches me... Some things don't go down well with me... They just don't so spare me... :)

Been quite known to this fact "Success taste Great and failure just pinches hard in darks" .and in postive way if we take its just an act of a Medicines for us to Reback concenrate on our own perspective life goal before jugglin down often anyways  ..

Learnt the hard way through life , is not Alwaz a Milk and roses .life's a precarious balance... everythings in transition and ever evolving... Thanks to that Almighty that  He gave me some sweetest buddies that i won't forgetin after my life span ..

This Post is all about friends , Guys Who been involved with me are my pillars..who pushes me hard and try N try again ,  make me run in this Long Run keep in feetin in all sphere of my life ..they are my philosphers & poat and lovers.when me down they walk me up ..

 This part of my life is  called "Happiness and most important learnin period of my life " my collage life" .. its eventually soon goin to be closed ,A tumultous memorable Era of each And everyones life .The Era which u would extremely miss after some months and weeks just wonder where this beginnings starts and now its goin to be an end.it All we'll be left with is memories and it'l be the end of collage ....6years have been just flown by of my life..

This life taught me almost every thing its hercules  task for me to put into words .rite now numb and emotional kinda tears in eyes ,asking myself what will i do without this Guysss .. my eventful era soon goin to be an end..From Acquaintances then to bestfriends and now  to Brothership. this  part of my life gave me special friends for lifetime where i can't live without them ,the fun masti touchedhood ship <<bromances>> ..from Oh teri  to chotta recharge ,gol gappas fests, weekends hang out . viva test to end term prepartion ,movies ,cricket matches many more probably lookin back life couldn't have any better . this era  says "where close friends became more close" .
ANd now beckons a new era  where i seriously hope my luckiness streak continues... and i cut down on my sentimentalism... sigh... hols have started.. and hoping i make the most of it... just need a break for now... probably a week away into the wilderness... away from families just wana stay with my buddies i know... so that piece things together and make me boastin up to make a new beginnings...
 

College has in many ways made me a whole lot wiser in terms of dealing with people and taught me there's no place for a simpleton in this world....i could actually write a whole book on the lessons learnt in college....will do that later....but College is slowly coming to an end... Everything cherished is going to go far to make way for new... probably material pursuits will replace them... take the intangible place but if only they'd satisfy me... If only i'd not miss the people who form part of my life now...thanks for everything if i exist or not that i dunno guys but whenever u 'vl able to miss me just read my blog post.."Hum rahe ya na rahe per humara good wishes "humesha rahega aap sab dosto ke saat..dunno what life will come next but this the part of life i want to enjoy again and again with u mates..where the endless and seamless story goes on and on the endless nites.caffeine addiction,gargantuan syllabus and laughs the "HIGH FIVEs "the guitars the masti's  ..somosaas.. Dk bose ;] gaaliyaa won't be dere after this year ends..

koi baat  nai end bhala tha sab bhala..i we'd be just caught adjusting to the vicissitudes of my life..i want this time to stop, stop forever... for all my petty quibbles about college life, it has given me a lot and it'l all end... and memories are all that'l be left... 
Ps: The END of AN ERA. vl this be the beginnin of AN Epic or not  vl catch this later and i says cyaaiooo ;)
Ciiyoonaaara :)

Is that the looks Matters ?

 Enjoy the Raw experience ..:)

basically I could'nt really think of a good title...Anyways many things have happened through this week that kinda got me thinking about the whole good looks debate...You know I have written off people depending on how theie looks are, but then again being the kindof ugly Betty that I am, i have absolutly no right doing so...I mean is it anybody's fault that they look a particular way or the kindof complexion they have ...and I dont really remember being given a choice when I was "up above the world so high", about how i wanted to look or the shade I wanted as my complexion, although a #willSmith look would have made al the difference in my life...so anyways getting on with the ethical debate, I'd like to ask "doesnt your nature and your intrinsic worth that is for stays in the long run..For Pete's sake people one gory accident in your life and you can see the whole course of your life changing making all your foolish pride break into pieces...I mean atleast try and see things from the other side as well... i don't think a lighter complexion or a higher cheek bone or a roman nose would make a trifle difference to the company you've been enjoying, okey at the first instant probably it does but after you start talking probably you become oblivious to all flaws. All of this probably is just euphemism on my part and my way of saying the grapes are sour..but what the heck it keeps my life going. By discriminating against people depending on their skin tone our we not in a way propounding strains of Apartheid?

 Fairness creams continue to be an instant sell out, while the western nations (whoes trends we so hopelessly try and emulate) go in for the tanned look. I sometimes look into the mirror and wonder, whether my being a lil more fairer or darker complexioned (if thers a word) would make so much of a difference to my life, Is that LOOks is so important that it matters the most to led a life?

 I don't think so inspite of whatever shade my skin tone falls into, I will continue to have the best set of friends I could have ever asked for, the best parents, a whole and healthy body...

"What more on earth can I ask for"??? wonding  "Why is it people only see the book cover and never want to take the time to read the book?"Looks are only skin deep, they fade with age. provably we must remember this  True beauty comes from within...so don't judge a book by its cover."

Probably its easy on my part to say looks dont matter and everything but when you actually are involved in such a imbroglio, my stance would probably change and I'd probably see all such ideals shaking...but all in all the trick lies in accepting yourself the way you are, although at times it does become a horrendous task....In the end always remember.
Ps: "you are always more than what meets the blinking eyes"
 Beauty comes from the heart <3 not from looks. and as we know if the heart ugly who heal cares about the Looks..

cerebral workouts-March begins..:)

So here’s the fortnightly wrap up on the trials and tribulations of the great being that I am. (Narcissism wins again). Nothing out of the world has happened in my life lately, except for the people in my life of course. :)
Well not really when I am the one acting out all kinds of phantasmorgic idiosyncrasies. I don’t know why I have this really inane ability of finding humour in the lamest of things. And I’ve also got used to my friend Rapunzel’s incredulous stares at my dental display. While others just join in laughing at me than with me. Anyways :)

Chalo chalo back to the point…
 lately I have been sparing myself a lot of cerebral workouts… although my tryst with bad luck continues…Runnin for my life , but decided to take things on face value, cause over scrutinisation of situations leads nowhere, only adds to the shit you are already going through… therefore spare yourself for like somebody says “why kill yourself? Life will do it for you”… on the sadistic tone I continue… The U-special throws tantrums again like an old cranky woman, suffering from oldage angst or like I guess, a spluttering scooter, with the splutters at higher decibels with sub-woofers.

I tell you even all of this underplaying how the DTC bus ditches you like a philandering girlfriends and the blue line behaves like a lovelorn lover… :)
Thankfully I’m not made to bear with much of it, because all of this is limited to Monday mornings when I movin into the … We have instances when the bus runs out of petrol as petrols hikes desdays too much expensive everythin goes high yesterday news cracks me down the budget's News
..what to do.okies than to heal the hike , when it breaks down on top of the fly over… and I stop myself from shouting ‘I am on top of the world’ after all its only rare that you reach class late with genuine enough excuses… And there are other instances too… but I’ll leave my elaborations. For project work , Did it ever strike you, how the shades of the red and green mega capacity buses look as if the green ones are for vegetarians only and the red ones for non-vegetarians.

So anyway we also had the stale like a   party last last week… and it left me deeply saddened at the sad sense of humour of my college mates. heard from my fellow mates  I mean things don’t have to be reduced to levels of crass vulgarity to make them funny… good clean humour I know is difficult…but then again art should not be reduced to such levels. It was sad. The skit was the only show spoiler for me, the dancing was awesome… especially the break dancing which was out of the world… If Chavvi you are reading this, girl you were amazing…

And then we had then Mr. and Ms. personality competition… faltu things  first up, I find these things really vain… and highly demeaning the manner in which it was carried out. The swearing, the hooting, the leveling of insinuations… the kind of questions that were being put forward... superfluous display of attitude on part of the judges… shameless obsequiousness on part of the freshers… hmmm .. chalo enough of all of this…

Nothing else really happening in my life for now… In the Mean while enjoyed to @ Im Legend-movie  by my legend ..sir #willsmith ,adore him like anything love him its all #respect that all i can pursue. what a movie
my "birthday" gone yesterday ..its blessed to be seenin one more birthday with blessin of my almighty..!
Ps: Really Happy to See My God is back in action  three cheers for  our ..@Sachin  we love u and happy to see u bat like this :)

wish this March brings lots of success and relaxin month for everyone ..till now cyiooo.:)

The shadow being real ..

There's a growing interest in the phenomenon of shadow people. What are they? Ghosts? Interdimensional beings? Time travelers? Something else?

"WHAT WAS THAT?" You were sitting comfortably on your sofa reading the latest issue of FATE in the dim light when movement across the room caught your attention. It seemed dark and shadowy, but there was nothing there. You returned to your reading - and a moment later there it was again. You looked up quickly this time and saw the fleeting but distinctly human shape of the shadow pass quickly over the far wall... and disappear.
What was that? Some natural shadow? Your heightened imagination? A ghost? Or was it something that seems to be a spreading phenomenon - apparitions that are coming to be known as "shadow people" or "shadow beings." Perhaps this is an old phenomenon with a new name that is now being discussed more openly, in part thanks to the Internet. Or maybe it's a phenomenon that, for some reason, is manifesting with greater frequency and intensity now.

Those who are experiencing and studying the shadow people phenomenon say that these entities almost always used to be seen out of the corner of the eye and very briefly. But more and more, peop
le are beginning to see them straight on and for longer periods of time. Some experiencers testify that they have even seen eyes, usually red, on these shadow beings.
The mysterious sightings have become a hot topic of conversion in paranormal chat rooms, message boards and websites, and it is given widespread attention on paranormal talk radio.

PS: What are shadow people and where do they come from? Several theories have been offered.Just a thought to share..:)

One Billion Raped, One Billion Rising- This Valentines Plz rise up

 statutory warnin..-its been a long post  plz read out with patiences  ..if anyone is  readin out  then have cup of tea or coffee and plzz read out ..

 Before sharing out just want to convey thanks to my fellow mates for the last post read out .. feb begins ..its the month of" love ".. and talkin about me ohoo phew what else... I am a true blue romantic... I don't like grandiose in terms of romance and love but the subtler and sudden the gestures the more heart warming... probably something like a surprise note or remembering the most off hand of things that I've told you... it works for me...

 Valentine's month  is for lovers! And for you! Celebrate by taking part in activities that really only make sense on February 14th.
Like a bottom-feeding flat fish whose shiny eye stares up at you from the sand, Valentine's Day is all about making the most of what you have, even if what you have is just surface scum that has drifted down to the bottom of the sea. 

lets come to the point the month of februry is back.. its the month of love happiness and romantice month of this season.. It's that time of year again -- Valentine's Day around the corner.. Here are some divine options to reinvent the quintessential flowers/chocolates/jewelry depending on the status of your relationship.  ANyways . 
.keep this V-DAY down the corner and take this ...this valentine rather givin roses This Valentine's Day, instead of honoring the women you love with cancer-causing sweets or environment-destroying greeting cards, do something REVOLUTIONARY!

The incident which was occured in recent past already extremely horrific, without the exaggeration. All I want is to make an appeal to everyone who is reading this post  to put constructive effort in demanding for justice, and not participating in spreading and doin mockery and havin dere view points..
 

 There are now 7 billion people on the planet, roughly half of whom are women.

Recent statistics state that 1 in 3 women will be raped or beaten during her lifetime.

So even by low estimates, we are facing a worldwide epidemic of Violence Against Women that will affect -- no, devastate -- ONE BILLION of our mothers, daughters and sisters.

AND for every ACTION there must be an equal and opposite REACTION.

For every woman beaten, a woman is rising against such brutality. For every Jyoti, there is a Rita out on the streets chanting, NO MORE!

#Eve Ensler and V-DAY have launched a massive international campaign entitled ONE BILLION RISING. Inspired by, and in sisterhood with, the wave of protests raging across South Asia today, One Billion Rising is part of the global REACTION to rape. what happened in the National capital its a serious protest to these activisties..

This V-DAY, February 14th, ONE BILLION OF US will rise up in towns and cities around the world. People like you and me, coming together to show their support for a different kind of world.

Because chances are, if you're reading this, you have been beaten or raped (at least once) or you know someone who has. You have survived, they have survived, I have survived- and now it's time to focus our energy into changing these odds for the sake of our daughters and their daughters to come.

To begin with, here is the ultimate fact everyone needs to understand:
WOMEN ARE INDESTRUCTIBLE.

For every woman killed by the fist, the stone, or the pyre, countless women wake up, stand up and join the movement to end Violence Against Women. Every senseless death must breed a thousand new warriors for change. They may be able to separate us individually and attack us on the streets, in our homes, in the courtroom... but once united, we form a force more powerful than rape that cannot be defeated.

FOR ONE BILLION RAPED, ONE BILLION MUST RISE.

And that's where you come in: Women, girls, men and boys.

Men and boys have a role to play in this movement too, especially men in positions of power. They can be models and teachers on how to love and support the women and girls in their lives. And every man should speak up and take action when a woman is being harassed, threatened or abused. Two-time Super Bowl Champ Jarvis Green has joined V-DAY's Call To Action For Men, setting an example of how male role-models can help us put an end to Violence Against Women.

We must also begin to look beyond the back alleys for the root causes of Violence Against Women and shed light on the places where impunity and complacency fester. Dr. Vandana Shiva does an illuminating job at unveiling the connection between violence targeting women and policies that disregard the role women play in the world economy. Reminding us "that the rape of the Earth and rape of women are intimately linked, both metaphorically in shaping our worldviews and materially in shaping women's everyday lives."

As an activist focused on the human rights of women and girls in war zones, I have seen more than my share of the destruction caused by rape and state-sponsored Violence Against Women. I have been made sick by it.

But one thing I learned from my sisters in the Congo, where nearly every woman I met had been raped, is that once the stigma is erased, once enough women have been ravaged and left for dead, what's left behind is courage and intelligence and an unbreakable strength that continues to rise... and we rise with a primal scream that roars "you're going to have to kill every last one of us to keep us quiet!"

And what happens when every last woman is gone? Mankind's future is wholly dependent on womankind and our wombs. By attacking women and raping little girls (you know who you are and now I'm speaking to you), you only add fuel to our firefight; you multiply our armies for justice and security; you amplify our collective furor.

The only end game I can see is either we win, and violence against women ends, or we die trying... and in both cases you lose. Checkmate rapist!

When I'm feeling distraught and consumed with grief from yet another gang rape on a bus, I turn instead to the stories of everyday heroines out there. These are the women waking up every day, putting on their armor and taking on the Goliath that is Violence Against Women. Women like those of La Ruta Pacifica in Colombia, whose groundbreaking direct actions join campesino, black, indigenous and urban women in massive mobilizations, or "rutas," held in locations controlled by armed groups who specifically target women. Or heroines like kiren Bedi of  our own nation, who has spent more than 25 years standing up for increased legal protections for women, despite being consistently harassed, threatened ..

These women, and thousands like them, are leading us out of this violent nightmare. Inspired by their will, their steadfast vision and their immense courage, I am motivated to rise up too.

Although I am in the relative safety of my home , women are being raped and abused in record numbers all around me! That sad fact should infect you like a parasite, and take up host in your brain, as it has in mine...until you can't help but get off the couch and join us in doing something about it.

This Valentine's Day, instead of honoring the women you love with cancer-causing sweets or environment-destroying greeting cards, do something REVOLUTIONARY!

Events and flash mobs are planned all over the globe!  to find the event nearest you, and GO to learn the flash mob dance "Break The Chain" at home (also available for those with compromised mobility
  
Join us to add your voice to the Global Movement To End Violence Against Women. Just by showing up at an event, you are altering the course of history and making our numbers greater. If you can't get to an event, at the very least, SIGN THIS PETITION to tell the leaders of the world that Violence Against Women is deplorable and demand change now!

 

my life like my writing has become hackneyed. This one also soon goin to be hackneyed .anyways .who cares i wil be happy if any construtive motivation been taken ..thanks all.!!:)
 PS: ONE BILLION RISING IS:
• A global strike
• An invitation to dance
• A call to men and women to refuse to participate in the status quo until rape and rape
culture ends
• An act of solidarity, demonstrating to women the commonality of their struggles and their
power in numbers
• A refusal to accept violence against women and girls as a given
• A new time and a new way of being
Enough Now the Violence End now.. 
 WALK, DANCE, and RISE UP on the 14^th of February 2013, and demand an end to violence against women!

Failures teaches Many things ....

This post dedicated to bravehearts the fighter of eachday where they survives and succeeds in long runs than to frustated and finally tastes the success of Happyiness ..:)

 Isn't Life is sorrowful  empty dreams when failures strike, isn't life is fickle as  child's and as an unpredicatable as  surpise tests? ..well its all as its to be .

So finally #Jan begins the month of new happiness arrives with new hopes to follow by  new dreams new pains to new memories with beginin of new friends to make new SUCCESS in life to #cheer about new failures to come by..new feelings and new maze of thought here begins the new year 2013 where all will happen but  have to cut down my sentimentalism and all my vicissitude of life and cynosure , focal point to get some out of this seamless life ..

Once #ChetanBhagat said Never let your failures get to your heart and never let your success get to your head. 

yeah i just feel now "the best revenge in life is to be successful" nothin else..  have to  refuse to let my dreams just be dreams only.

but there also  said In order to succeed, you must first be willing to fail .

BUT Of course failure sucks. It sucks the life force out of you. It makes you feel useless, miserable and lonely. It makes you doubt yourself in every aspect.

 All those who say take failure in your stride are talking nonsense. It is like saying take getting kicked in the stomach a hundred times in your stride. No, it isn't possible. Failure hurts. You, me and everyone else.

But there's the thing. Failure may be able to hurt you, but it shouldn't be able to make you quit.

Quitting is in your hands. You fail, you feel sad, maybe you even cry. But don't quit.

People who finally win are not those who don't get hurt by failure. They do. They just don't quit because of failure. They tell failure, 'Yes this hurts. But Mr Failure, all your hurting is not going to make me quit. It will hurt for a while but then I will be back. I will try again, and again. Until I finally win and you no longer exist in my life.' " Picture Avi Baaki Hai "-srk..

Well THIS Movies teaches me many things in life not to give up just want to share this what A man i want to be like him  I love #WillSmith  every time i see him and his  quotes just want to hug him..what a movie most of well all of might have seen this ..if not then its a classic to enjoy and learn..as life is learnin process :)

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ps: Sometimes in life, you gotta make a leap of faith. You can see where you can land or miss, but as long as you can see it, and still go for it, you got a shot. life is long way to go let then ...let me taste the Success 

Success Where ARE U ?.but Succes alwz starts with failure rite buddies  ..:)

cyaa ..ALL.