Bewitched

Happy Halloween...That famous holiday in the US of A where kids dress up like ghoulies and gorge on candies that will accelerate them to an early grave. So much for spreading the festive cheer. The only thing that inspires some joy is that the Simpsons have a Halloween special. Even then, Marge Simpson on a broomstick does not make up for a lot.

So many disasters later, who needs a holiday to celebrate the macabre? Check with Pakistan. They've got too many real corpses to bother dressing up like one. Still, itz the little things that keep the ragged shreds of humanity together.

So, college closed for study vacs. Don't even get me started on that. I wonder why I turn into such a vindictive, vituperative(mildly) and wordy critic when I'm confronted with a keyboard. Ask my friends. I make a career out of being really tolerant. Maybe that's why...

The very idea behind networking sites is to stay in touch with friends and make new ones,correct me if I'm wrong. Then why do people think ignoring people you meet online is appropriate? Not that I've had a personal experience..I ignore most people anyway,regardless of where we met.

When I have new grievances,I'll be back. I'm bored now.

What Goes Around Comes Around

Onam vacations came and are almost gone. It's only now that I could drag myself to blogging. I'm talking nonstop these days..blah!Blah! Blah! That's providing an instant outlet. So no need to vent my ire on the net. Not to mention the chillingly few leisure moments my schedule leaves me. And yet, what have I done? Constructively, i mean?I haven't done anything nor have I had fun not doing it. Ok,That's too confusing!

Anyway. YSR. What a fate! ANd what's more,122 people either died of shock or committed suicide at the news ! Wierd! Really,what are people coming to,nowadays? A whole generation of Idiots..well.nothing to be done about it.

Vital statistics..m happy..really..nothing else matters so much..and m busy. So Jusqu'à ce que nous réunir à nouveau la prochaine fois

Karma Konfessions

I think misery brings other people into perspective..I realize now that most people are not as happy as they claim or seem...Being happy yourself makes others seem happy.Lately, I spend a lot of time comforting others. A case,verily, of the blind leading the lame but am becoming quite good at it. Every little bit counts. Do you think this will reduce the heap of sins that I have accumulated?
But I ask myself..Do I really believe in sin and retribution? I don't think so..I prefer to believe in a benevolent God..one who forgives and forgets..Otherwise He would be too much like man.
I made a collage of MJ today. It's so hard to digest the fact that he's gone.
Dogs are strange creatures. No matter how much you scold, they always greet you with the same enthusiasm. That's more than can be said for some human beings. All my problems retreat to a safe distance when I'm with Roux. This could possibly be due to the fact that he's forever creating new ones for me!
Just one more delicious day of freedom. But maybe I like being captive..Goddess in chains. Miles to go before I sleep....

Once Upon A Thursday

Today was a wonderful day! Went out wid friends in the morning...just came back...saw the movie New York...had lunch..went to baypride mall and marine drive..had loooooooottttttttssssssss of fun.
The movie..it was ok,i guess..Kinda predictable..but what the hell..not bad. Some of the scenes totally freaked me out. Guantanamo Bay type...but what I liked best was the soppy expression on Katrina's face when she was gazing at John, realistic man!! Also, critics of John( me included) and Katrina should watch this...Those face muscles moved, I swear!!
Then marine drive was fun..the wind was something cruel and it started to rain. Perfect weather for an ice cream. Only the ride home on the bus was horrible. Nearly smashed flat..but managed to get out in one piece. Then trudged home.
Also i have a second piercing! which hurts...Ouch! Am tired...enough for today.

Jetsam and Floatsam

The briefest of respites from the daily grind leaves me flabbergasted as to what to do...The comfort of a daily routine broken..floundering helplessly in a sea of non-conformity..which reminds me, Today I join the ranks of the second piercinged goddesses..much to the chagrin of my immediate ancestors.
Saw Dhoom the other day...Prefer Ghoom...Kept watching John Abraham's face in the hope for the slightest change of expression..I wonder if his face muscles were atrophied..A throwback from the model days,I suppose..Models are glorified hangers anyway..Doubt if anyone was watching his face though.
Also saw Order of the phoenix yesterday...Didn't think much of the kiss...On the other hand,thought a lot about the Weasley twins...Were they supposed to be this hot?? Potter looks fine..wouldn't say sizzling or anything..but whatever.
I am going to learn driving, to the mortal peril of innocent pedestrians. All I can say is, God rest their souls. Just had a crazy thought..The Penelope Pitstop outfit..How about that?? The epitome of the sweet southern belle...who had candyfloss for brains. An eight year old could have seen through the disguises the villain appeared in, but not our Penelope!
A week. After that, back to the unholy temple..Like I said, No rest for the wicked. Amen

The Evil That Men Do..

The evil that men do is what really lives on, in all the people who were hurt. The meaning of the phrase Walking Wounded has never seemed so clear to me until now. I believe in karma. The relentless cycles of karma....no escape. Sometimes I wonder, why plan for tomorrow when you might not even be alive? Nothing like life to deal you one of those neat li'l blows on the head that send you reeling and clutching for support....that is often denied. All right, I'm doing my imitation of a new age guru but it's true!!! Buddha said that attachment to worldly things is the root of all sorrow. Mebbe I should have been a buddhist...Too late for that now. Anyway, I dont look so hot in saffron.
It's raining. The Gods are crying. Why?
Note to self: Stay away from the cocaine.
Note to note to self: what about marijuana?
Despite the looks of it, I dont do drugs....Cant afford them.
There's always a song for you and me. I found lots. Let's go dancing across the ocean till we find each other again. See you on the other side,love.

Resurrection

1 year later, she sat down again to blog....and found that she couldnt say any of the things that had happened to her!!! I've been putting it off...Didnt hav net for almost a year...now am bak on the circuit. Last year was the most fulfilling and also the saddest year of my life. That is all I am going to say..University Exams almost over now and then on to a new beginning.
Today Michael Jackson died. And then there's the stupid day too that today is. So all over depression..Also am on the one way express to insaneville! Goodbye, Michael...Hope it's a better place where you are, with no damned paparazzi and paternity claims.
So, what am I doing? Wallowing in the depths of despair is what. M tired...Enough for today..Am beginning to sound like the woman in The Yellow Wallpaper...except my room aint papered