Once, I was given a butterfly.
It must've been four years ago, maybe.
I was waiting for him, in an empty school. Perched on the bar of a free-standing basketball hoop, a few feet above the ground. A couple of small girls chattered away by my side, I was supposed to be watching them.
Suddenly, I'm shoved in the back. I involuntarily jump off the bar and turn to see him. standing there.
He grins at me, his fist is raised.
The fist opens, releasing an orange butterfly, which flits away.
In the background of my mind, I hear the little girls chorus "Ewwwww!" but I'm too busy smiling.
To date, that remains the most unusual thing anyone's ever done for me.
But then again, he was never a conventional guy.
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I know I haven't written in over a month. I haven't been feeling it. I've been low, and I've tried to raise my spirits. In many ways.
A large part of my Diwali break was spent chilling in and around Bombay. I got a new camera. It's my baby. I'm delighted, yes.
Another birthday has come and gone. It started well, and ended better...thanks to my lovely, lovely friends. And in the middle, I had to attend college. The night, well, it had flames, and it had cake. And wonderful people.
I don't feel any older or wiser, really. But age, it's in the head, isn't it? I feel ageless.
I am ageless.
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Saturday, 21 November 2009
Myst needs a modus operandum.
Situation: 'Tis my 18th birthday in a week. Unfortunately, my exams start 3 days after the aforementioned birthday. My best friend (okay, Rushi, ONE of them) is gonna be in town, so I need a plan.
My original plan was to gift myself something. I was going to get tattooed on my 18th, but i'd rather do it with mom's permission.
I currently have no plan. I know I want to be OUT the whole day, which involves me waking up in the morning and not the afternoon, yes. I know I'd like it to be memorable.
And I know I'm on a budget. Kinda.
It doesn't help that I'm relatively new to Bombay and don't always know were to take people out...
I have a beautiful new dress. I don't want to waste it.
So, to the universal forces, and to you people...I say HELP.
Offer your valuable advice. And I will tell you whether it has been followed.
Sunday, 12 July 2009
Urgh.
I woke up yesterday morning on a blue mattress in the bedroom of Ani's flat. Turned to see Ani fast asleep next to me. How'd I get there? Last I remembered was the living room.....
Ani's surprise 21st birthday party was something we'd been planning for a while. It didn't end up exactly as we'd hoped it would...mainly because she had no idea and had invited everyone for a sleepover the next day. Silly girl.
But yeah, when she showed up, there were 7 of us there, and 21 gifts arranged in the middle of the room. And yeah, she was pretty surprised. And happy. And a wee bit sentimental.
More people showed up later....After she'd inspected all her gifts, and hugged everyone, and been sentimental. We had music, we had people, and we had champagne. And later, rum. And a LOT of biriyani.
It was a good party, yeah. We played 'I never'. And laughed a lot.
And I woke up yesterday morning with the worst headache ever. Staggered out into the living room to see the others who'd slept over....And I was told the stories of the night before.
Conclusion: Myst will stick to two drinks. No more. I don't think anyone who was there is ever gonna let me have ANY anyway.
Many hours later, most of which I slept through, I was relatively better. I will hopefully never be in that state again, because it does NOT feel nice. At all.
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Annie Sharma, I love you very very much indeed. Also, Jai, Nikhil, Aaku, thanks.
Ani's surprise 21st birthday party was something we'd been planning for a while. It didn't end up exactly as we'd hoped it would...mainly because she had no idea and had invited everyone for a sleepover the next day. Silly girl.
But yeah, when she showed up, there were 7 of us there, and 21 gifts arranged in the middle of the room. And yeah, she was pretty surprised. And happy. And a wee bit sentimental.
More people showed up later....After she'd inspected all her gifts, and hugged everyone, and been sentimental. We had music, we had people, and we had champagne. And later, rum. And a LOT of biriyani.
It was a good party, yeah. We played 'I never'. And laughed a lot.
And I woke up yesterday morning with the worst headache ever. Staggered out into the living room to see the others who'd slept over....And I was told the stories of the night before.
Conclusion: Myst will stick to two drinks. No more. I don't think anyone who was there is ever gonna let me have ANY anyway.
Many hours later, most of which I slept through, I was relatively better. I will hopefully never be in that state again, because it does NOT feel nice. At all.
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Annie Sharma, I love you very very much indeed. Also, Jai, Nikhil, Aaku, thanks.
Monday, 23 March 2009
OHMAGOD I LOVE MY LIFE.
It's been two days.
On the 21st, we went bowling and then to McDonalds. And Baskin Robbins.
Yesterday, Jan, Vagi and I went to the beach. And Starbucks. And then back across the beach.....walked a little bit, got some sexy shawarmas (Vagi was craving) and then made it back to Shatti Plaza in time for the 7.30 show of Slumdog Millionaire.
I don't care what Amitabh Bachchan or the critics say......it was a great movie.
Today morning? Party. Lucky's b'day treat. Pizza Hut and Starbucks. YAY! And in the evening I went over to Anyu's to have the much postponed catching up. Went to the vid store, guess who i see? Vagi! So I ended up at HER place (Anyu had to go home) and got picked up from there.
It's been two days.
I'm here for a month.
If every day is going to be this busy...I'm going to be in sheer bliss.
On the 21st, we went bowling and then to McDonalds. And Baskin Robbins.
Yesterday, Jan, Vagi and I went to the beach. And Starbucks. And then back across the beach.....walked a little bit, got some sexy shawarmas (Vagi was craving) and then made it back to Shatti Plaza in time for the 7.30 show of Slumdog Millionaire.
I don't care what Amitabh Bachchan or the critics say......it was a great movie.
Today morning? Party. Lucky's b'day treat. Pizza Hut and Starbucks. YAY! And in the evening I went over to Anyu's to have the much postponed catching up. Went to the vid store, guess who i see? Vagi! So I ended up at HER place (Anyu had to go home) and got picked up from there.
It's been two days.
I'm here for a month.
If every day is going to be this busy...I'm going to be in sheer bliss.
Thursday, 27 November 2008
Birthday Blues.
Happy 17th, baby.
At least I'm here and I can somewhat enjoy it. What if I was in Mumbai today?
What if?
I mean it just makes me very angry. Screwed up mentality terrorist. Stupid un-enforced armaments laws.
(the reason I can't completely enjoy it is becxause of my math exam on 29th. In case you wonder what i got for the budday, my parents gave me a box of Godiva. yummy.)
At least I'm here and I can somewhat enjoy it. What if I was in Mumbai today?
What if?
I mean it just makes me very angry. Screwed up mentality terrorist. Stupid un-enforced armaments laws.
(the reason I can't completely enjoy it is becxause of my math exam on 29th. In case you wonder what i got for the budday, my parents gave me a box of Godiva. yummy.)
Friday, 10 October 2008
A night of many miracles
Dussera, the night of ten miracles...
well, actually two. and a few pretty amazing hours after that.
So we were in the toilets in the Amphi building, near the new hall yesterday evening, getting ready for interhouse drama competition and suddenly, a commotion. A call for a plastic bag. And then Bush says "I'm just gonna do it, okay?" I thought she was going to be sick, but then someone said "There's a cat stuck in there."
My mind loomed with a comical pic of my fatcat Maheen scrabbling to get out of the commode, but when i looked in, i gave an involuntary squeal, two foetal hind legs in the water, the body no doubt wedged in the pipe.
So Bush puts her hand in a bag, plunges it in and pulls out a struggling pink kitten, hardly a day old. We spent the next half hour wrapping it up, cleaning it, feeding it, till it seemed content. By GOd, that one's a fighter, and a healthy baby. If she survived near drowning I think she'll survive the rest of it.
Ladies and gentlemen, Miracle. We named her that.
wrapped in my handkerchief. She fits into my palm like a round furry cell phone.
The rescuer and the rescued.
And she fell asleep in my hand.
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And then we were onstage. Our play: The Ghost of Jerry Bundler. I don't know what happened there, I think I was in limbo, though we did overdo the climax, a lot of things broke....
We were the first on schedule, so I had a lot of time after that, most of which I spent checking on the cat.
And, so many hours later, it was time for results.....
I got best supporting actress for my waitress role, dunno why and how, but :D !!
And then, time for the final positions....
In the fourth place: Blue
third place: Green
Second place...................
(interminable pause. please please let it not be us......)
In second place: Red house!!
At thism we jump up and start screaming too, and don't bother to hear first position (us!!!!) we storm the stage amid cheers (us) take our trophies, pose, and go singing to class, where we pose some more, dance a bit, scream, etc.
And when I see mom, I pull puppy dog faces and the I-Wanna-Celebrate card, and that's how I ended up at Marlboro Grounds a half-hour later, for the 2nd half of the last day of dandiya.
I reached the place at 11.30, perfect timing, there was a break going on, so i went off to find out who was there, recieved namy congratulations and one sore loser commenting about my lack of acting talent. they never change.
At midnight we burst into racuous song in honour of Chikki's birthday, and I partnered her when the dancing finally started. They started off with Gujju songs and then switched to filmi, and that's when we threw down the sticks and started the crazy circke dancing, hands against the sky, bangles jingling, skirts swishing.
All too soon and an eternity later, it was over, and the place was emptying and it was just us left, sitting on the ground in various poses of fatigue, waiting for our ride home. A ride who doesn't seem to believe in speed limits or traffic lights and took all the wrong turnings with the nidows down and our hair streaming.
Woot. Legendary night.
:)
well, actually two. and a few pretty amazing hours after that.
So we were in the toilets in the Amphi building, near the new hall yesterday evening, getting ready for interhouse drama competition and suddenly, a commotion. A call for a plastic bag. And then Bush says "I'm just gonna do it, okay?" I thought she was going to be sick, but then someone said "There's a cat stuck in there."
My mind loomed with a comical pic of my fatcat Maheen scrabbling to get out of the commode, but when i looked in, i gave an involuntary squeal, two foetal hind legs in the water, the body no doubt wedged in the pipe.
So Bush puts her hand in a bag, plunges it in and pulls out a struggling pink kitten, hardly a day old. We spent the next half hour wrapping it up, cleaning it, feeding it, till it seemed content. By GOd, that one's a fighter, and a healthy baby. If she survived near drowning I think she'll survive the rest of it.
Ladies and gentlemen, Miracle. We named her that.
wrapped in my handkerchief. She fits into my palm like a round furry cell phone.
The rescuer and the rescued.
And she fell asleep in my hand.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------And then we were onstage. Our play: The Ghost of Jerry Bundler. I don't know what happened there, I think I was in limbo, though we did overdo the climax, a lot of things broke....
We were the first on schedule, so I had a lot of time after that, most of which I spent checking on the cat.
And, so many hours later, it was time for results.....
I got best supporting actress for my waitress role, dunno why and how, but :D !!
And then, time for the final positions....
In the fourth place: Blue
third place: Green
Second place...................
(interminable pause. please please let it not be us......)
In second place: Red house!!
At thism we jump up and start screaming too, and don't bother to hear first position (us!!!!) we storm the stage amid cheers (us) take our trophies, pose, and go singing to class, where we pose some more, dance a bit, scream, etc.
And when I see mom, I pull puppy dog faces and the I-Wanna-Celebrate card, and that's how I ended up at Marlboro Grounds a half-hour later, for the 2nd half of the last day of dandiya.
I reached the place at 11.30, perfect timing, there was a break going on, so i went off to find out who was there, recieved namy congratulations and one sore loser commenting about my lack of acting talent. they never change.
At midnight we burst into racuous song in honour of Chikki's birthday, and I partnered her when the dancing finally started. They started off with Gujju songs and then switched to filmi, and that's when we threw down the sticks and started the crazy circke dancing, hands against the sky, bangles jingling, skirts swishing.
All too soon and an eternity later, it was over, and the place was emptying and it was just us left, sitting on the ground in various poses of fatigue, waiting for our ride home. A ride who doesn't seem to believe in speed limits or traffic lights and took all the wrong turnings with the nidows down and our hair streaming.
Woot. Legendary night.
:)
Friday, 21 December 2007
Lights on the water
On the beach, in the dark, moonlight firelight streetlight.......
flames and emotions flickering up
joy and sadness mingle and meld...
this isn't the beach as i know it.
this isn't the wet sand yeilding under my feet.....
no tiredness in my legs and the joy to be free...
this is the night beach,
writing by moonlight firelight lovelight
guitar strains and joyous squeals floating through the air....
letting it wash over me....
the laughter, the water.
the cold moonlight.
etching out my footprints on the wet sand.......
writing writing, line after line...
why am i so alone?
finally, she stops psychoanalysing, gets up and joins the fun.
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I did end up having an insanely wonderful day.......
it was kay's 17th birthday and i was at her house the whole time........picked her up from tuts, then went to the mall to get her a new phone.....
W880i, beautiful slim black.....lucky creature.....me sprinting thru the mall to borders but sadly we were running late so i only had time to get one book (terry pratchett in case ur interested)...
then back into town to pick up nattu n mattu.........who came with his guitar (man he's in love with it, its like his jaanu, and he's self learning, how cool is that??)
hanging aorund at kay's house, opening her gift (from me, i gave her like 17 gifts, all in a nice huge box...)...laughing over the stuff i'd given her, shrieking "i can't wear this!!!!!"
laugh laugh laugh, lots of ass-kicking and hugs and kisses in all directions....
then off went kay and mattu for tuts, me and nats had a nice long walk and talk, i climbed a tree (i don't do that very often) and sat in it, feeling gooood inside....
then was beach barbeque thing at night and that's when i started feeling all alone alone.....met an old friend, talked to him (a bit too much i think), sat on the beach, moonlight firelight phonelight....
actually ate the chicken for once (i don't normally do that.....dyamn i've been missing out on a lot!!)
on the beach till like 11:30, talking, laughing, bickering......messaging (i wish you had called....it was the perfect time and the best place ever....) oh so sleepy, dozing with my head on ur knee, i'm so so sorry man, whatever must u think of me!
went a bit crazy in a way i like to associate with cats for some reason.....that was my mood yesterday.....
today i'm home and dry.......the cats are asleep and i can't find my breakfast.
there is study to be done, a call to be made and a movie to be watched.
then why am i here huh???
flames and emotions flickering up
joy and sadness mingle and meld...
this isn't the beach as i know it.
this isn't the wet sand yeilding under my feet.....
no tiredness in my legs and the joy to be free...
this is the night beach,
writing by moonlight firelight lovelight
guitar strains and joyous squeals floating through the air....
letting it wash over me....
the laughter, the water.
the cold moonlight.
etching out my footprints on the wet sand.......
writing writing, line after line...
why am i so alone?
finally, she stops psychoanalysing, gets up and joins the fun.
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I did end up having an insanely wonderful day.......
it was kay's 17th birthday and i was at her house the whole time........picked her up from tuts, then went to the mall to get her a new phone.....
W880i, beautiful slim black.....lucky creature.....me sprinting thru the mall to borders but sadly we were running late so i only had time to get one book (terry pratchett in case ur interested)...
then back into town to pick up nattu n mattu.........who came with his guitar (man he's in love with it, its like his jaanu, and he's self learning, how cool is that??)
hanging aorund at kay's house, opening her gift (from me, i gave her like 17 gifts, all in a nice huge box...)...laughing over the stuff i'd given her, shrieking "i can't wear this!!!!!"
laugh laugh laugh, lots of ass-kicking and hugs and kisses in all directions....
then off went kay and mattu for tuts, me and nats had a nice long walk and talk, i climbed a tree (i don't do that very often) and sat in it, feeling gooood inside....
then was beach barbeque thing at night and that's when i started feeling all alone alone.....met an old friend, talked to him (a bit too much i think), sat on the beach, moonlight firelight phonelight....
actually ate the chicken for once (i don't normally do that.....dyamn i've been missing out on a lot!!)
on the beach till like 11:30, talking, laughing, bickering......messaging (i wish you had called....it was the perfect time and the best place ever....) oh so sleepy, dozing with my head on ur knee, i'm so so sorry man, whatever must u think of me!
went a bit crazy in a way i like to associate with cats for some reason.....that was my mood yesterday.....
today i'm home and dry.......the cats are asleep and i can't find my breakfast.
there is study to be done, a call to be made and a movie to be watched.
then why am i here huh???
Monday, 10 December 2007
Partaaaay.....
My friends so rock!!!!!
huh, they planned me a surprise bday party!!!
It was yesterday. we went bowling. after soooooooooooooooooo long!!! never mind that i bowled the crappiest game of my life, drank red bull (ooh........bad idea) and went myaad.....
never mind, never mind!
happy-happy-happy
it's the first time someone's done that for me!
and i totally did NOT know.....how BLONDE can i be???
actually it was kay's payback for the party i gave her last year.....ooh i louve you kay!!!
and sneh too, thank u soooo much!!
muah muah muah....
huh, now me has to go 4 tuts.
meanwhile, my cat's in heat again. she spends the day purring weirdly to herself. hmm....must get her spayed soon.
ugh. SO not lookin fwd to it.....
huh, they planned me a surprise bday party!!!
It was yesterday. we went bowling. after soooooooooooooooooo long!!! never mind that i bowled the crappiest game of my life, drank red bull (ooh........bad idea) and went myaad.....
never mind, never mind!
happy-happy-happy
it's the first time someone's done that for me!
and i totally did NOT know.....how BLONDE can i be???
actually it was kay's payback for the party i gave her last year.....ooh i louve you kay!!!
and sneh too, thank u soooo much!!
muah muah muah....
huh, now me has to go 4 tuts.
meanwhile, my cat's in heat again. she spends the day purring weirdly to herself. hmm....must get her spayed soon.
ugh. SO not lookin fwd to it.....
Tuesday, 27 November 2007
Not-so-sweet Sixteen
Hey i just noticed, this is also my 100th post!
so cool......my 100th post just happens to be my birthday post.......
haha
ok, happy birthday to me!!
so i'm 16 today, though it feels no different from yesterday, it's just a day to commemorate the 16 years i've survived in this world.......
so yesterday, to cheer myself up, i made a list.
1. I jumped my best high-jump yet.
2. I let go of a cat
3. I got another cat
4. I started a blog
5. I studied for and wrote 10th grade board exams
6. I made a new friend
7. I got all-time disappointing low board marks
8. I saw snow for the first time and had a mega snow fight
9. I trekked about 32 km in one week
10. I learnt to live with silence
11. I got my eyebrows done
12. I learnt to accept myself as I am and not care about what other people think.....well, mostly.
13. I learnt the useful art of stress relief.
14. I got yet another cat, that makes two.......
15. I learnt to tolerate different kinds of people
16. I found an aim in my previously aimless life....
All that is just one year! man, i guess i'm an overachiever.......
hm, what can i say, i haven't yet achieved the art of modesty!
My mom was thingking of giving me 16 gifts, but the idea didn't materialise, she didn't have time to go buy stuff.
ah, well, tomoro morning is mega-shopping day.yippee! i will buy more books, and maybe a pair of jeans if i find them.....
hmm.....
so.
My 16th birthday has offered me no special insights, nothing yet, but hey, it's only 9 in the morn and the day is not over......
to date, I have 12 scraps, 4 facebook posts, 7 messages, and a lot of phone calls including 3 internationals.
see, this is what makes me feel all good and warm inside......
being remembered by people i love.
sigh.......
anyway, it's gonna be a great day, i'm sure....
after all, you turn 16 only once!
so cool......my 100th post just happens to be my birthday post.......
haha
ok, happy birthday to me!!
so i'm 16 today, though it feels no different from yesterday, it's just a day to commemorate the 16 years i've survived in this world.......
so yesterday, to cheer myself up, i made a list.
16 things that I've achieved in the past year......
1. I jumped my best high-jump yet.
2. I let go of a cat
3. I got another cat
4. I started a blog
5. I studied for and wrote 10th grade board exams
6. I made a new friend
7. I got all-time disappointing low board marks
8. I saw snow for the first time and had a mega snow fight
9. I trekked about 32 km in one week
10. I learnt to live with silence
11. I got my eyebrows done
12. I learnt to accept myself as I am and not care about what other people think.....well, mostly.
13. I learnt the useful art of stress relief.
14. I got yet another cat, that makes two.......
15. I learnt to tolerate different kinds of people
16. I found an aim in my previously aimless life....
All that is just one year! man, i guess i'm an overachiever.......
hm, what can i say, i haven't yet achieved the art of modesty!
My mom was thingking of giving me 16 gifts, but the idea didn't materialise, she didn't have time to go buy stuff.
ah, well, tomoro morning is mega-shopping day.yippee! i will buy more books, and maybe a pair of jeans if i find them.....
hmm.....
so.
My 16th birthday has offered me no special insights, nothing yet, but hey, it's only 9 in the morn and the day is not over......
to date, I have 12 scraps, 4 facebook posts, 7 messages, and a lot of phone calls including 3 internationals.
see, this is what makes me feel all good and warm inside......
being remembered by people i love.
sigh.......
anyway, it's gonna be a great day, i'm sure....
after all, you turn 16 only once!
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