Of mood setters and downers.

I'm sure you have your own set of songs which take you to a different mood altogether. Here is a list of songs that really make me go :)))))))


Kya Mujhe pyar hai -Remix
Jaane kyun - Dostaana
Jab mila Tu -I hate love storys
I feel good - Anjaana Anjaani
When you say nothing at all - Ronan Keating
Drive - Incubus
Annie's song - John Denver


On the flip side, the songs that make me go :( like completely, totally. I always end up crying:


Bawraa Mann
Bin tere - I hate love storys.
Tujhe bhula diya - Anjaana Anjaani


Which of these figure in your list?


On a similar note, Have you heard the song, Na Na Na by Akon? I'm sure you would have. I don't know how I missed it for so long, but after carefully listening to it today it felt like a spoilt brat wanting a toy that he really fancies and crying until he gets it.The nasal voice quality doesn't help either. I mean really? You wanna make love after you've broken up? And then sing "nana na na na" ?!!! Song writers bhi na! Kuch bhi likthe hain!

Aaaand...the continuation!!

And just when I thought it was the most boring day ever, the night was the best ever! Watched Inception - (my second time) and again got the same feeling of heavy-headedness that I had got the first time. Dude, that movie keeps you glued to the screen and makes you use up so much of your brain! I actually had a head-ache! 
Either that, or it can put you to sleep. :) (I'm not joking, I actually saw a couple of them sleeping on each other! Don't know how they slept through such an epic movie though!) 

Anyway, so after the movie, I was invited to this awesome party where all the guys got drunk as hell and started dancing to anything and everything. Super funny it was. And then us girls joined in to the dance. It was so much fun! Danced till like 2 am until I was tired. And pissed at a drunk guy actually. He hit me twice for no reason! WTF! Actually I think he wanted to touch me one way or the other(Eww! I know!) These men think getting drunk gives them the license to do anything they want to! Bah. On the other hand, it was cute to see P and K trying to flirt with me. Haha. Usually they act like they don't care, but since they were drunk, it was different. Reminded me of Kutrapalli from The big bang theory ;)
I actually had a crush on P, but now that I know he likes me too, he's become just another guy. :P
So after all that dancing, plus the "hits", weariness set in and I left the place. Guys sober enough to drive, were sweet enough to pick us up and drop us home. But wait a min, I haven't reached home yet. The cops pulled us over on the way! The guy driving had taken a wrong turn AND he didn't have a license! The one who DID have a license wasn't driving! Call it good luck, or just a happy ending to my awesome second half of the day, the cops were kind enough to let us go with just a verbal warning.Being sober helped too... So yay to being sober! 

All in all a day with all it's balances.  It actually made me realize that everything comes in equal amounts. Yin-yang. Male-female. Love-hate. Day-night.....

So the next time you feel low about something, fret not, because a bright new day is right around the corner. :)

Weather woes and etc.

I've never ever been this bored in my entire life. And the bad weather doesn't help either. Went to the library to try and manage to finish homework. But thanks to two long phone calls, that is still undone. Wanted to go to a particular restaurant but didn't go, thanks to "busy" people. Come to think of it, I probably should have gone alone... Lesson learnt: Never depend on anyone for things that YOU want to do. Anyway, so no food, no homework. Plus a terrible neck ache all day, coz of an improper posture while sleeping. Since the day has practically come to an end, (it's just 5 pm and it's already dark as hell) I can't look forward to things getting better either. Hope you had a better day than I did!

Miss you Dad.

It might sound out of the blue, but it has been on my mind for a while now. I have this feeling that as each day is passing by, I am going farther and farther away from everyone. Especially my Dad. To begin with I was really close to him. Usually girls tend to share everything with their Moms, right? But in my case, it was quite the opposite. I would tell everything to my Dad first and then he would tell Mom. So much so, that the first time I had my periods, I told Dad about it!

I was the apple of my Daddy's eye. I would readily agree to whatever he asked me to do. I had a Mushroom cut during my teenage years- the time when everyone is trying to dress up and be more feminine. I remember wanting to grow my hair after a certain point but held back because Dad liked it this way.

He was the funniest guy I knew. I loved his jokes. Like, ALL of them. I was his favorite kid. I started off watching cricket and liking it because he liked it. I think everyone is careless as a kid. Everyone makes mistakes. Mom would be the one who would always keep complaining saying look at her she is so careless/irresponsible. But Dad always overlooked it all and tried to save me from her wrath.

Then it began to change. Everything from cricket to hairstyle. From the jokes to the possessiveness. He slowly started agreeing with Mom. Things gradually began to change. But I remember this particular instance and things changed dramatically. I remember someday something happened, and he was like, your Mom always used to point out your mistakes and I would overlook them. But now I see that she was right.

And that's when he ceased being my God. That's when I started moving farther away from him. Now, I don't share anything with anyone. What is the point? Everyone's going to judge you anyway. Even your parents.

I know these are growing up issues. And I really want to get back to being my Paa's girl. I don't know what to do. I miss him. I wish he could see I am grown up and treat me like an adult. But then again, for him I will always be his daughter who he has to protect from the world.

Of life here and there

Some of the things I noticed that I like about the place and things that I don't. Things that mean so much here which you take for granted there...Things peculiar to me:

Been ages since I washed my feet. I was so particular about it in India! Every time I came back home from outside I HAD to wash them. Here: it's all good man!

It's been ages since I moved in a gang of girls. Actually any gang. Everybody here seems so preoccupied and busy with their own life. It's either their bf they are with, or no one.

Speaking of which, I think I like PDA. I don't see anything wrong in it. But you don't get to see it much in India.
PDA moments : When a girl at the place where I work at walked in wearing *nothing* but her bf's formal shirt. I thought it was cute :) everybody else (read: men) was staring ;)

Watching a sixty year old couple kiss with all that love even after all this time. It was the most romantic thing ever...

I like how you can speak to anyone here without wondering about his age and thinking Oh he's older I'm supposed to speak to him with deference. Everyone's on the same ground here. On the flip side I don't know where to draw a line between "normal talking" and "taking orders" from others.


Realized how annoying it is when you have a mixed group of people and you speak in some alien language known only to you and your friend. I always talk in English in a mixed group. You should too!

Smiling at strangers.
It looks forced most of the times to me. But sometimes it kinda brightens up your day. :) There's this old retired guy who waves to me every time I pass by his home. Feels nice.
But, Imagine smiling at strangers back home! People would either think you're crazy or there'll be a pack of hounds chasing you at every corner of the street.

You somehow become more Indian after getting here. I've never ever liked wearing authentic rural Indian stuff ever. But I will be wearing something soon, and I'm actually looking forward to it!

Strange it is, what life does to you...