Shanty Panty

Shanty, my new found glory. The only person who makes my heart soar so high, i have no clue where its reached. Meeting him was the biggest co incidence that's ever taken place in my life.

I always cherish the first times, he thought i was an immature brat, who had no clue about herself let alone the world (isn't he so right). I thought he was a attitude filled Manchester United chauvinist, blinded by their glory. But we clicked... immediately,right away,there and then.

But then we parted again. He was caught with college, me with new discoveries in my life. It was football that brought us back together, a match that was beautiful and victory was ours (Ac Milan!!! Kaka did wonders).

Then the second session. Blackberry hukka, bandstand, hand in hand, warm stares and actions that screamed louder than words. It was perfect. It was meant to be.

The very next day, in my worst attire and lowest finances we had lunch at a fancy place and paid exact change (the only excuse, students don't tip). The ride back home in the cab was filled with vague moments. Why was I so uneasy with the fact that he was holding my hand, was it fear or plain excuse to avoid another guy.

Then around 30 minutes later, the BIG question, "Proch, Would you go out with me?" ( only after my indication did it come up) and then the approval.

Shanty was there all along. He's seen me get past every relationship i had (all of which turned out to be horrible). Even as i wept about how my hugest crush refused to go out with me for the 4Th time. He says he loves me, but I'll take time. Only because i want to feel what i say to him.

water water everywhere....

i loooooove the rains.... They give me a high like nothing else in this world (i mean it not even satriani's strumming). A perfect day starts off when the princess wakes up to fake a headache and ditch college, sleeps till the wee early hours of afternoon, gorges down her favorite meal and sets off for another fun filled evening.

Today I watched the brothers play. Whacko and Chocolate boy. Whacko is the elder one and my bestest buddy( honestly nothing more than that ;) ) chocolate boy is adorable and my partner in crime when it comes to playing any game against Whacko and Whackiness (his partner in crime and secret admirer). But watching the brothers play is like watching the latest episode of Star Wars. You are dying to see what's in store for you.

A few observations made by me:-

-> Whacko keeps his cool while playing. A silent stratergist and a sport who accepts defeat like he savours victory.

-> Chocolate boy loves saying "C'mon Fight!!!" for some wierd reason. Very agressive and self abusive.

-> Whacko enjoys making an ass outta me. (and i will get back at him for this someday.)

-> Whackiness is always on Whacko's side. (Duhhhh )

Anyway the above observations are highly irrelevent, but i love getting drenched in the rain. We had a lot of pushing around and dragging about. Bhutta ( corn roasted on coals and rubbed with Indian masalas) has to be a part of the Indian monsoons. there is nothing like a Kodak moment with people grinning into the cameras without realising they have corn stuck in all their teeth...

Finally riding my chariot through the rain, with drops of water hitting my face like needles was annoying. But a long drag of Marlboro lights, ah gimme a better word for Nirvana.

sudden changes

The past one week has been really strange for me. I'm dating someone i never even though i would. Not that he's bad and stuff, but its just too sudden for me. It's plain weird, a casual get together turn to a proposal, next moment I'm dating him. really like him a lot and hoping that we go a long way. then comes this really queer change in my best friend. Till date I still do have the biggest crush on him, but i"ve moved on only coz i knw it'll never work out between the both of us and even my boyfriend knows that. So, all of a sudden he just shows this real ignorant attitude to me and behaves really 'different' with this other friend of mine, who dotes on him. Anyway that is not a matter of my concern, I just hope he's serious about her coz she really likes him and i really would be happy for them if anything does work out for them.

Then there's college, really hectic almost 2 1/2 of travelling everyday, aloofness during class, just a completely different atomosphere around me.

I think I'm growing really insecure about myself and everything around me. Selfishness is taking over me. I just wanna live for myself, coz I've seen the outcome of doing everything for the people you call friends all your life. Some make up excuses like they dont have the time, some bring up accusations upon you and some simply tell you to your face that you aren't worth it.

It seriously doesnt help. Like this great friend of mine always tells me, "People walk into your life to walk out and don't really feel bad when someone walks away, coz you're meant to cherish all the moments u had with them when they were there."

my first post...

Like the title says it, this is my first post. Not a matter of great achievement , but i finally did make the efforts to start off, without the interference of my do nothingness. I did try to start off a 'very exciting venture' of a blog with a friend, but didn't really work out that well, due a few unexplainable reasons. It was really crazy, but one helluvan attempt at joint blog writing....

Anyway, writing a blog no longer has that hint of significance that it had about an year back. Today, every buffoon on the road has a blog address. A few blogs actually make me laugh my ass off. Like there was this one started by this real wannabe (no offence to the wannabes, you complete our global pollution), who thought he could attract a Lotta females by putting really weird photos on his profile, of him posing in ways, that pull me back to the 1960 Hindi movies where they had sidekicks dancing with coloured dusters, usually used for cobwebs. His profile boasted of his details, about the way he looked et all. His English was worse than a kindergarten kid. I just had a time of my life laughing at his blog.

I wouldn't want pull this longer now, I'm gonna doze off on my keyboard and drool away to glory which might cause electrocution and so on... till then.