When will i learn from my mistakes?
Wednesday, 23 November 2011
Saturday, 19 November 2011
Sunday, 13 November 2011
Saturday, 13 August 2011
Dreamworld
This dream was so emotional for me. At the same time, I enjoyed it to the last moment. Its one of those dreams, from which you wished you never woke up. It's about my friend, Shaina. I write this with a speck of tears in my eyes (Yeah..call me being soft and timid). I believe she has been a truly amazing friend. She may not have done anything stupendous for me, but does that matter for nurturing a great friendship? It's just the fact that she was with me all the time in college.
Well, in this dream..as in reality, she walks towards the bus. I recollect she was wearing denims with a white tee and a black unbuttoned cardigan on top of it. Cardigans are a must for her, without which her dressing feels incomplete. As always, she sits besides me at the rear of the bus. It seemed ages since I saw her last time. I could feel happiness brewing inside me. Put simply, it was awesome. Somehow I realized all this emotions could end up in tears, so i sat numb. But then she broke the silence, out of nowhere she said her husband loathes me (no offense). I can see from her face, that she wasn't happy about it. (Now I don't know why)..She asked me to apologies (but for what?). I replied by saying,i always say sorry to you whenever I feel somethings not right between us and when there's lil feuds. When i said all these her cute lil eyes where watery. Joy overwhelmed me seeing that. I felt crushed by those tears, and I had no choice but to succumb to it. My eyes started to pour. Being the eldest one in the bus,I couldn't cry..lol..I hid my face facing downwards, resting my forehead on the seat in front. Shaina seeing this..tried to taunt me, although not cruel but friendly. She made all the other bus mates look unto me and I felt soo embarrassed.
Well that was it...I miss her..hmmm..its all right..
Well, in this dream..as in reality, she walks towards the bus. I recollect she was wearing denims with a white tee and a black unbuttoned cardigan on top of it. Cardigans are a must for her, without which her dressing feels incomplete. As always, she sits besides me at the rear of the bus. It seemed ages since I saw her last time. I could feel happiness brewing inside me. Put simply, it was awesome. Somehow I realized all this emotions could end up in tears, so i sat numb. But then she broke the silence, out of nowhere she said her husband loathes me (no offense). I can see from her face, that she wasn't happy about it. (Now I don't know why)..She asked me to apologies (but for what?). I replied by saying,i always say sorry to you whenever I feel somethings not right between us and when there's lil feuds. When i said all these her cute lil eyes where watery. Joy overwhelmed me seeing that. I felt crushed by those tears, and I had no choice but to succumb to it. My eyes started to pour. Being the eldest one in the bus,I couldn't cry..lol..I hid my face facing downwards, resting my forehead on the seat in front. Shaina seeing this..tried to taunt me, although not cruel but friendly. She made all the other bus mates look unto me and I felt soo embarrassed.
Well that was it...I miss her..hmmm..its all right..
Friday, 27 May 2011
Farewell to you my friends
I always had this feeling, to thank my friends in some occasion or something, for all that they have done for me. for the pep talks they gave me, for the patience they had to keep up with me, for all those walks together in the campus, for everything.
Although I'm an introvert, I just gave a small speech for my friends..hehe. I never imagined my name to be called for a speech. But there you go, I was called and I had to say something. I felt like Colin Firth in the movie The King's Speech. For a good 6 seconds or something, I stood there at the center stage..totally numb!! I felt like I was speech impaired. Words were in my mind, but as soon it appeared down in my throat, some unseen force was fighting it, winning and sending it into limbo each time. My lips moved, but no sound from it.
But then, I don't know how..I started talking. It's not pleasant to hear my voice, its a bit coarse , a bit cracky and most of the time its gibberish. So just imagine, when it would be resounded through all those high output loudspeakers.
I totally dread giving speeches. Nevertheless it was a nice experience.
I enjoyed the whole party, the venue itself (Ramee Royal), good food, there was music all the time.
Although I'm an introvert, I just gave a small speech for my friends..hehe. I never imagined my name to be called for a speech. But there you go, I was called and I had to say something. I felt like Colin Firth in the movie The King's Speech. For a good 6 seconds or something, I stood there at the center stage..totally numb!! I felt like I was speech impaired. Words were in my mind, but as soon it appeared down in my throat, some unseen force was fighting it, winning and sending it into limbo each time. My lips moved, but no sound from it.
But then, I don't know how..I started talking. It's not pleasant to hear my voice, its a bit coarse , a bit cracky and most of the time its gibberish. So just imagine, when it would be resounded through all those high output loudspeakers.
I totally dread giving speeches. Nevertheless it was a nice experience.
I enjoyed the whole party, the venue itself (Ramee Royal), good food, there was music all the time.
Thursday, 31 March 2011
A Mother's Love
Aren't mothers awesome! I believe that no matter how grown up a person can get, a mother can always bring out the child in you. She has her own ways of knowing you, even though you yourself have never realised it. She knows exactly what's better and what's not better for us. How does she do it? And then, there is no question of being getting tired. She will only get tired after she has done everything for me.How is this possible?..isn't Love great to be felt in this way?
Saturday, 19 March 2011
What's with pink?? ..and so on..
I don't understand why pink is synonymous with "girly"!! I like the colour pink and purple. Does that make me a girl? Im not being a sexist here, but looks like society is smug about it. My female friends tease me (although im not offended in any way) when I suggest the colour of pink. What is in pink that's only reserved for the opposite gender?
And what's wrong in complimenting? Helloo girls..im being honest here. Gimme a break for once!..lol
Or did you take the possession of the word "honesty" also? You say boys should keep their feelings inside, locked out from the world. What nonsense! Now, if I see a cool clutch or a purse or a bag for that matter that suits you or your appearance, what's wrong in saying "I like it"? Or should I rephrase and say "I like it on you!" Hmmm..
I personally reckon you girls have the notion in your head that you can read the minds of boys around you. That you even know the exact feeling he is going through. Is that so?
You say, a boy looks more manly if he involves in a physical fight. Well to me it looks like, we are merely circus animals entertaining you.
Its totally strange..i mean how girls think..its either that or there is something seriously wrong with my head..haa.
May be girls are complicated..and its better to leave it, the way it is rather than going mad yourself to understand their mind :)
But hey, I like the girls in my life. Without them, I think my life would be boring. I mean, they are always there to support me :) They would listen to all the crap I say. They try to correct me when im wrong. They help me in my studies. The list goes on...thank you all.
And what's wrong in complimenting? Helloo girls..im being honest here. Gimme a break for once!..lol
Or did you take the possession of the word "honesty" also? You say boys should keep their feelings inside, locked out from the world. What nonsense! Now, if I see a cool clutch or a purse or a bag for that matter that suits you or your appearance, what's wrong in saying "I like it"? Or should I rephrase and say "I like it on you!" Hmmm..
I personally reckon you girls have the notion in your head that you can read the minds of boys around you. That you even know the exact feeling he is going through. Is that so?
You say, a boy looks more manly if he involves in a physical fight. Well to me it looks like, we are merely circus animals entertaining you.
Its totally strange..i mean how girls think..its either that or there is something seriously wrong with my head..haa.
May be girls are complicated..and its better to leave it, the way it is rather than going mad yourself to understand their mind :)
But hey, I like the girls in my life. Without them, I think my life would be boring. I mean, they are always there to support me :) They would listen to all the crap I say. They try to correct me when im wrong. They help me in my studies. The list goes on...thank you all.
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