Leaving office in a broad day light (at 6:00 pm) on Sat… so wonderful
Waiting for route no. 63 for half an hour… so tiring
Reaching home at 7:30 even after catching a cab… so frustrating
Spending a good time with Di… so refreshing! :)
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
Change is refreshing
“Change is constant’ and that’s what I wanted to do. I am fed up of routine and I was craving for the change. Not the weekend escapes with family, but a real change, which will last for long time.
The other day I heard some RJ on some FM station quoting “If you can’t have the change you expect, be the change!” No wonder I got inspired with this beautiful thought. But how to change yourself, without letting your routine get affected? I was mulling over it since days and finally got the solution.
MY BLOG!
I decided to change the look and feel of my blog completely. Not just because I wanted something that I possess or something that is related to me to change, but I wanted it to reflect my personality.. my pack of life!
I browsed hundreds of blog themes, previewed a few and finally selected this one - the ‘Black Fairy’. Black yet so bright… dark yet so luminous!
And then, this fairy (Pari)… a black fairy! Black fairy is usually considered as a death spirit. But for me, she is not no vile. Dressed in black, she looks distinctly beautiful. Her eyes are longing for something. Waiting for somebody, she looks so serene, so elegant, so enigmatic…
Only people who know me well and are very close to my heart might figure out why I have chosen this particular theme.
P.S: I’ll surely add some cool gadgets to spruce it up … Till then, I am happy with this change! :)
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Me in the Dreamland...
Like everybody else, even I love my dreams (both literally and figuratively). But, here I am talking about all the craziest dreams I ever had!
My dream history is so vast and vivid that if Guinness Book decides to keep a track of my dreams, I would easily break all the existing records (if there are any)!
Sounds too far-fetched, isn’t it?
But, have you ever heard of a 10 year old kid, dreaming about a nasty tribe hunting for her and that she is running for life with none-other-than-the-famous-Bollywood-actor Anil Kapoor? (Though I had this dream more than a decade ago, I can still recollect it vividly.) The next morning, I shared it with my school friends. But they just ridiculed me! So, I stopped sharing my dreams with them. Luckily, some of my college friends are pretty interested in my dreams. They feel that my dreams might help them develop their creativity. (How creative!)
Few weeks back I got this weird dream, and I so damn wanted to share it with my friends.
I was pregnant (in my dream of course)!
I was busy shopping in one of the Causeway stores when I heard a sudden blast. People started running helter-skelter. I, being a part of that chaos, ran towards the trial room to hide, and suddenly realized that I am with a child. My stomach racked with pain, it was painful to breathe and even more painful to move. I woke up and stroked my tummy; it was absolutely flat (apart from the newly acquired paunch :(). Pheew… what a scary dream!
I know dreams are just a medley of our daily lives; the projection of images, characters, events like jigsaw pieces (no matter whether they are related to each other or not). But, sometimes my dreams really amuse me.
Today, my college friends and I have been to a lovely beach in Dubai. We were having great fun over there and suddenly we got to know that one of my friend’s Dad is not feeling well. We all rushed for my friend’s place, which apparently was in Dubai to find that his Dad is totally in the pink. I woke up and tried calling my friend, but no good! Finally I met him online by noon and made sure his Dad’s okay!
If Sigmund Freud was alive today, he would have surely tagged me as one of the most complicated and challenging case in his life!
My dream history is so vast and vivid that if Guinness Book decides to keep a track of my dreams, I would easily break all the existing records (if there are any)!
Sounds too far-fetched, isn’t it?
But, have you ever heard of a 10 year old kid, dreaming about a nasty tribe hunting for her and that she is running for life with none-other-than-the-famous-Bollywood-actor Anil Kapoor? (Though I had this dream more than a decade ago, I can still recollect it vividly.) The next morning, I shared it with my school friends. But they just ridiculed me! So, I stopped sharing my dreams with them. Luckily, some of my college friends are pretty interested in my dreams. They feel that my dreams might help them develop their creativity. (How creative!)
Few weeks back I got this weird dream, and I so damn wanted to share it with my friends.
I was pregnant (in my dream of course)!
I was busy shopping in one of the Causeway stores when I heard a sudden blast. People started running helter-skelter. I, being a part of that chaos, ran towards the trial room to hide, and suddenly realized that I am with a child. My stomach racked with pain, it was painful to breathe and even more painful to move. I woke up and stroked my tummy; it was absolutely flat (apart from the newly acquired paunch :(). Pheew… what a scary dream!
I know dreams are just a medley of our daily lives; the projection of images, characters, events like jigsaw pieces (no matter whether they are related to each other or not). But, sometimes my dreams really amuse me.
Today, my college friends and I have been to a lovely beach in Dubai. We were having great fun over there and suddenly we got to know that one of my friend’s Dad is not feeling well. We all rushed for my friend’s place, which apparently was in Dubai to find that his Dad is totally in the pink. I woke up and tried calling my friend, but no good! Finally I met him online by noon and made sure his Dad’s okay!
If Sigmund Freud was alive today, he would have surely tagged me as one of the most complicated and challenging case in his life!
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