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Friday 25 November 2011

Delhi Days



Within a month, I will be breathing in the (polluted, populated and passionate)^ infinity  *Delhi* ! 
I can  already foresee millions of cars coming to a standstill and  honking in a rhythm to create a weird  welcome tune. In short, there will be a huge traffic jam on my way back home :(

Delhi is a cheerful yet angry yet funny place to live in and people there are as weirdly  classy as lady gaga’s outfits :)

So what if an average delhi chick is the prettier version of  levi’s mannequin. So what if her hair is straighter and sexier than Hugh Grant.  
So what if delhi gals are smart enough to  implement and appreciate Mathematics in an innovative way.
For them, Oxygen:life::kohl:eyes::dieting:health::piercing:nose.

Why is world Jealous?
Aunties of the same age respectfully call each other “Aunty” and you call delhites impolite! Dushhh….

Delhi dudes preplan things. Why else would they have the accent of some English country (they may/MAY NOT visit) stuck on their tongue. They are far sighted as well. They can see n appreciate females  miles away and  their unbiased attitude towards the fairer sex is commendable. Discrimination on the basis of age, size, height or color is a sin.    

We have bravely survived bluelines, fought atleast once with a stranger, earned our PHD in abusing on road, eaten our fav icecream at 1 am on the street, danced all night long on  panju songs at some xyz’s wedding, asked for extra dirty paani after finishing pani-puris, found our besties, used the word ‘like’ like 100 times after like every noun/pronoun/conjunction, hopped on metro like butterflies etc etc. Where else could I  do all this!

For me, a bright yellow sunflower symbolizes  Delhi and its loud yet adorable never-say-die spirit.
Weather may be cold right now, but the enthusiasm will never be. Its  is a city of hope, energy, positivity  and wonderful memories. I cant wait to go there and eat, sleep, shop, let my hair down and daydream! =)  

Saturday 19 November 2011

educational shit


“la la la la..koochie koo..icecream..faces lit........ >.< ..…..ulti shit..Iscream..@$%%# you....blah blah blah’. Thts how   the titanic  track incessantly playing  in ur cerebrum ends. Lara Croft in u meets the hidden Meena Kumari and u wonder if u have split personality disorder . But, hang on! everything hs a positive side.

 Firstly, u get to relive the breakup scene from ur fav sitcom ..either u eat a tub of icecream without guilt  or  u stop gobbling and  dispel 80% of the factor tht makes up 70% of ur weight(water, incase u din know) . Either way, u GAIN something!! (weight /figure). Even though U delete 1000 pictures.. 100 thousand memories linger on… but look logically and u discover a space tht can  store 10 more \m/ movies in ur laptop.  You  INSPIRE many chartbusters like “teardrops” and “what hurts the most…”. Wht better way to give back to the society!
You finally do all crazy things that u secretly wished to, but openly criticized. You develop a new perspective even without shrooms.

Breakups certainly put a brake but  never let them break u down. Start something u wanted to. Say  a blog :) .
Get over “Love is like a bird; Let it go. If it comes back, then only its yours”.
 Rather, just let it go… like a FART!

P.S: it’s a work of reality+fiction and what I did/am doing/will do may completely be pi radians out of phase with what I just wrote ! :D