Feelin' Groovy

There are some people in this world who make an effort to get to know the 'real' you. They remember little things that you say, make you smile for no reason, threaten to pulverize you, know when to be serious and you can rest assured that irrespective of all the fights, fun and mood swings that you go through (with or without them), you are not going to be judged. Then there are the Mini-mommies - They welcome you with a meal made with loads of love, give you advice at the drop of a hat, care enough to yell at you when you're being stupid, allow you to whine about everything under the sun, make it easy for you to forgive yourself, give you adorable nicknames, try to see the lighter side of everything, stop your tears and console you behind AC ducts or the stairs and you know that everything you say will stay within the family. Being the mischievous brat that you are, you need your partners in crime. So you end up with people who are willing to spy.. Even if it means hiding behind bushes at some weird time of the day, star in your first (and perhaps only) dance video, help you find unlocked computers, play pranks on others (including their own girlfriends), agree to write miserable love letters as a joke, place rotten tomatoes in somebody's batting arrangement, dance on buses, on the road or even in some strange eating joint and laugh with you for all the stunts you pull together. Oh and yes, there are the Music lovers - They love music so much that they're willing to write a song for you/with you, lend their voice for the most annoying, mind numbing stuff you've ever heard (But pat on our backs, we actually remember the lyrics)and are willing to share a tune with you anytime, any place. Then you have the we-share-so-much-in-common kind. They make fabulous conversation, get you to think, help you grow and make you feel that you're as weird/normal as weird/normal can be. Overall, these people, in their own li'l ways, teach you something.

Do you secretly wish that you had some of the qualities any (or all) of these people possessed? Maybe, maybe not. But would you like to recreate the feeling of "awwwww! I am so cared for" for someone else? Most definitely!

If a dog was my teacher...

Someone sent me a mail with this long back. These are a few lessons I would pick up...


When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.

Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.

Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure ecstasy.

When it's in your best interest, practice obedience.

Let others know when they've invaded your territory.

Take naps & stretch before rising.

Run, romp and play daily.

Thrive on attention and let people touch you.

Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.

On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.

On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.

When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.

No matter how often you're scolded, don't buy into the guilt thing and pout
Run right back and make friends.

Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.

Eat with gusto and enthusiasm. Stop when you have had enough.

Be loyal.

Never pretend to be something you're not.

If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.

When somebody is having a bad day be silent....
....sit close by
....and nuzzle them gently.

Revealed!

Tadah! When the mad child is low, beats herself down, is on the brink of feeling worthless and feckless and is not her sprightly self, all it takes to cheer her up is a soothing voice, a nap, a hug via SMS, muddy paws on her T, a wet kiss from the brat and Mommy's baked potatoes. Isn't life beautiful? :)

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Why does music sound more soothing in the dark? Why are some friendships so screwed up that no matter how many times I try, it doesn't help and I just have to push every memory aside and move on? Why do some of my closest friends have to live in a different continent? Why do I wish for a dead pet to come back to life.. even if it's for a couple of hours? Why do some people infuriate me one moment and make me feel like melted chocolate in the next? Why do I get upset when certain people smoke? Why do I find it so difficult to stand in front of a camera? Why can't I control my tongue, my temper and learn to be diplomatic? Why do I get bored of things within a few minutes, hours, days? Why can't I compromise? Why do I get so excited about little things and then feel low when someone bursts my bubble? Why can't I think more critically than analytically? Why don't my tears flow when I really want them to but flood the place when it isn't necessary? Why do I dream? Why do I fear relationships with a romantic angle? Why is it weird that I read the Thesaurus like a novel? that I love stationery? Why can't I compliment people more often or better still, learn to accept one graciously? Why am I mathematically challenged? Why do I like white more than yellow, choose silver over gold, prefer baking to cooking? Why can't I stay emotionally dead? Why do I enjoy spending time by myself? Why was I born at all?

Heh! :)

Last night I submitted an assignment 10 minutes before the deadline and took a deep breath. My record's still untarnished. This might sound very "high school" but I have never delayed a submission in my life... and I intend to keep it that way. It makes me feel like I have some sense of discipline (even if it's just a wee bit). Well, after I logged out, I had this huge smile on my face. It didn't matter that I still had one assignment, a review exercise and two term papers to go. All I knew was that Tuesday was going to be my day off. I had no plans of touching my books and was going to spend the next 24 hours just doing my own stuff. It started with two drunk friends calling me up. Were they high or what? :) They had a number of stories to share and I couldn't stop laughing. We sang these old advertisement jingles (Yes, the ones people of my age have grown up listening to.. Vicco turmeric nahi cosmetic, washing powder Nirma...) and I had to repeat my address and all my answers to their questions a couple of times. Then the "Miss you"s and "When are you coming to meet us?" began. They say that the truth often comes out when you're high but regardless of all the gyaan given by the mysterious, elusive “They”, this was genuine. It felt really nice that the madness is still remembered. Or that I am still remembered. Thank you, Nishu and Varun. You guys gave my lovely day the perfect beginning.

I woke up late and sat in front of the TV. Now, I hate the idiot box and unless I have ABSOLUTELY nothing else to do, I avoid Mr. Baird's invention like the plague. You guessed right. I had nothing else to do. Actually, I didn’t want to do anything else. I wanted to suspend reality for a while. So... I watched a few movies back to back. The first one on the list was To Kill A Mocking Bird. I love the book and I’m glad the movie lives up to it. Atticus Finch, you’re my all time favourite onscreen hero! (Um.. when it comes to books, there is a tie between Phileas Fogg and you) A lot of Scout’s childhood reminds me of my own. Hmmm... Then I watched Malice starring Nicole Kidman and Alec Baldwin. Quite a decent movie. A nap and half of Madeline followed and before I handed over the remote to my grandmom, I watched School of Rock. There are some movies that I will never get sick of and School of Rock is one o’ them.

What strikes me is that today hasn’t been exceptionally fantabulous or filled with the most exciting things ever but I achieved what I set out to do – Unwind. I’ve been stuck with assignments and readings for almost a month and trust me; I’ve been at my capricious best! Apart from a million non academic thoughts on my mind, I’ve been oscillating between my extreme moods and just wanted time by myself. The day’s been lazy, laid back and ‘un-communicative’. I didn’t feel the need to reach out to anybody and stayed away from SMS; I cared two hoots about the worries of the world. Even the food I ate wasn’t an issue. Being a part of the silly games the brats play only added more joy. The funny thing is that all these days I’ve been advising a friend on how he should take a break from work and get back to being his fun self. Ha! Didn’t notice myself now, did I? But yeah, I can feel the stress knots loosening up. There isn’t a thing that I would want to change about today. What tomorrow holds, I don’t know. Right now I plan to grab leo and watch the rain from my favourite place in the house. Somebody’s getting her life back...:)

The land of dreams and romance, of fabulous wealth and fabulous poverty, of splendour and rags, of palaces and hovels, of famine and pestilence, of genii and giants and Aladdin lamps, of tigers and elephants, the cobra and the jungle, the country of hundred nations and a hundred tongues, of a thousand religions and two million gods, cradle of the human race, birthplace of human speech, mother of history, grandmother of legend, great-grandmother of traditions, whose yesterdays bear date with the modering antiquities for the rest of nations-the one sole country under the sun that is endowed with an imperishable interest for alien prince and alien peasant, for lettered and ignorant, wise and fool, rich and poor, bond and free, the one land that all men desire to see, and having seen once, by even a glimpse, would not give that glimpse for the shows of all the rest of the world combined.

- Mark Twain

I'd die a million times over to be born Indian again!

This is for one of the 15 people who make me smile. It's for putting up with the drama, the madness, the mood-swingy-ness, the bad jokes, the psycho weirdness and the childlike behaviour. We'll sing Strawberry Fields Forever while standing in the middle of the street at some unearthly hour.. again and again... and again.. But for now, here's what I'd like to say to you:

When you're weary, feeling small,
When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all;
I'm on your side. when times get rough
And friends just cant be found,
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.

When you're down and out,
When you're on the street,
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you.
Ill take your part.
When darkness comes
And pains is all around,
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.

Sail on silver girl,
Sail on by.
Your time has come to shine.
All your dreams are on their way.
See how they shine.
If you need a friend
I'm sailing right behind.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind.

Thank you, AD :)