Serendipity of Nonsense

Yesterday was finally the day, the day i was looking forward to. I turned 20 on 29th March, 2010. I say that again TWENTY . As in Two Oh. Twenty. As in 1080 week old, TWENTY. As in approx 7300 days old. Ohh my God, I am Twenty!!!! As in the twenty after 19!!! And i am going paranoid. (well, that is'nt hard to guess) As a twenty year old, life revolves around the 400 something facebook friends, some 500 friends beyond the virtual world, an ipod and text machine that has 24*7 access to my ear and fingertips respectively, parties, gossip over numerous cups of coffee with the girls, guping down 2 ltr of coca-cola in few mins with the crazy roomate, the lillegal shots at the parties and a caulderon of sheer drama (read melodrama). 20 days ago, the prospect of turning twenty was fascinating, daunting, scary. Honestly, I was bubbling with joy when each day neared for me to turn 20. Everybody around me was 21, and i was still in my teens.  And today I am a day past 20....

Its not at all funny but tragic to see how writing this post is becoming a sour chore. Indeed its not raining words and thoughts and spilling paragraph after paragraph of utter nonsense(as u may say) is not an easy task. Life are you lisetning??? Stop being such a bitch!!!. And as i get something to actually pen down, there's "ding!!"  The yahoo IM, at 5 in the morning!!!! Arrrgggh...I again got distracted. Yeaaah, so life are you still there?????? Do take a note of this. You owe me. One grrreaat job, one incredibly handome( sexy too) husband and all the demands in a typically girly girl's list. (and few more......to be added according to my mood and want variation) So, where was I? Oh ya, life's being a bitch, i got to get back and push my wheel. Whoa, cliché alert! Sorry,blogging aperture is taking its toll. Why the hell is it so hard to write these days? I am so badly suffering from   V-E-R-B-A-L Constipation Oye terri...

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I have been staring at this screen for the last one hour and using the delete button more than I ever have. It's simply never happened before. Words never fail me. I usually have a million things to say and the words always flow through. Not these days. I tried more than once to write for the new year, but all in vain. I have 42 draft posts. (*ahhh....so its not that i didn't try, i just couldn't) I have a million things swimming in my head right now but the words just refuse to form. Maybe it's because I dont have one or two things to say. As I said, I have a million things. I am rambling now. Another first. So well, This post won't be the most brilliant thing ever. It's ok. I'll live. I'll settle for mediocrity, just this once. I don't know why but i have been dying to shoot out this since last few times. It is silly. I confess it is. But darn true. I just got a sms from a buddy(KV) asking coulnt i get a better theme to write on rel...

In India all things are treated alike.while a green signal means go for traffic,it is a green for our pedestrians and yesterday I witnessed the most latest ongoings of this OLD TRADITION. Jumping before a speeding bus to cross the road,an elegantly dressed woman,balancing on a pair of stilettos can get across quiet easily. Her modus operandi is simple: she STOPS traffic. The cars slow down,buses stop hoping the madam will hop in. And before anyone knows it,she is safe on the other side. Cut to the great Indian Family on the road.The thrill of crossing the road is immense.And the exercise is undertaken with full preperation. Members of the family go into a huddle,hands are held,fists clenched.Somebody emerges the leader,his eyes fixed on the road.Once he decides to cross,the rest of the gang are AUTOMATICALLY PROPELLED forward by sheer momentum and God's benign hand. Nothing can beat the pace of our JANTA. The cross-over is complete. In this age of instant coffee...

And I really think i have become very regular with my posts even before taking a new year resolution of the same!!! Kudos to me!! My last post of  the year! P.S : 2009 you sucked badly!!! huh!! You weren't as great as i expected you to be. Nevertheless, have a gala farewell.!!! To everyone everywhere HAVE A GREAT START!!! Make your resolutions and chuck them to the darkest corners of your room. Eat, Party and be merry!!! coz 2009 will never come back!!! Bid a great GOODBYE!   Drink up and Groove!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR !!!

Well i have been thinking a lot about 'change' lately. About the things i want to change. In my life, around me. And mostly because it is a feeling of disorientation. A mixture of being fascinated, excited awed and petrified. Yeah, that's right. Change confuses me and how. I spend too much time Contemplating change. But it wasn't always like this. I can remember a time not too long back when change was something exciting and something I didn't think too much about. Moving to another city? Sure, new friends, new places. Changing schools? Yeah new quirky teachers. Moving out of home? Bring it on! Think of all the trouble I can get into. It's one of those things that has come with growing older. Right up there with worrying about money, the opposite sex and PMS. I simply notice change more than I used to. And I feel wary of it. Not because I find the unknown any less exciting, but simply because I am painfully aware that the known is valuable too. ...