7 songs I shake booty too..well i try;p

I was tagged by MICHELLE:)

the tag is - 7 soings u r into right now

Well I dunno if I’m really into these songs right now…cause they’re on and off..u know.. I’ll go in order of preference, i.e. the once I groove to more these days! Lookin fwd to read ur posts on this interesting tag…

~~Everytime we touch(radio mix) by Cascada

(chorus) 'Cause every time we touch, I get this feeling And every time we kiss, I swear I can fly Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last, Need you by my side 'Cause every time we touch, I feel the static, And every time we kiss, I reach for the sky, Can't you hear my heart beat slow, I can't let you go, I Want you in my life.

The lyrics aint as good as da beats..it’s a dance no!shake booty types

~~Sorry- Madonna

”I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna knowPlease don't say you're sorryI've heard it all beforeAnd I can take care of myselfI don't wanna hear, I don't wanna knowPlease don't say 'forgive me'I've seen it all beforeAnd I can't take it anymore”

hahah…she makes sense:)

~~ Fix u- Coldplay
When you try your best, but you don't succeed When you get what you want, but not what you need When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep Stuck in reverse When the tears come streaming down your face When you lose something you can't replace When you love someone, but it goes to waste Could it be worse?

~~ My illusion- Benni Benassi

Lyrics are silly..lol…but cool beats…and like to listen to it when Im drivin…:D

~~Beep and Don’t ya – Pussy cat dolls;)

“I know u like me, I know u do. That’s why when I come around she’s all over you……………..

Etc.. Baby don’t u wish ur girlfriend was hot like me…”

~~When I’m gone- Eminem

“And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mournRejoice every time you hear the sound of my voiceJust know that I'm looking down on you smilingAnd I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no painJust smile backAnd when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mournRejoice every time you hear the sound of my voiceJust know that I'm looking down on you smilingAnd I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no painJust smile back...”


it’s a song I was addicted to a while ago..hm..well for 3 days..lol..:p

~~Lift ur leg up- Zoukey
Again a dance no…sad I couldn’t find the lyrics…but its something like

“come sexy girl, feel me, understand me sexy girl.
Lift ur leg up…common lift ur leg up”.

Lol..the beats and music rock…hehe


I was just rereading my list. N I must admit it aint the only kind of music I listen to..but I;ve been honest n put up no.s I’ve been listenin to..
Fast music gets me going…and sad and slow songs are favs too…but off late I don’t have the time to get into that “mood”. LOL;)
I need energy…pump it!!!!:) :P

I tag everyone reading this…and especially these ppl!! Wanna read it..so do it!!:p

Chai
Ubi
Babs
Ramses
Rebel on loose
Caffeine Addict
Anup
Keshi

HAPPY HOLI!:)

me with blue cheeks! and my fren shradha:)

Got this off the net..for those interested in the festival!

Bhakt Prahlad & Holika

There was a mighty demon king named Hirnakashyipu who had won all the three worlds of heaven, earth and hell and had thus, become very proud. He assumed that he could defeat even Lord Vishnu with his valor. He went to the extent that he had enforced a law that everybody would worship him instead of gods and deities. However, his little son Prahlad refused to accept his commands and continued to worship Lord Vishnu with complete devotion. Infuriated by this defiance of his son, he ordered his soldiers to throw him down a hill. Praying fervently and having full faith in Lord Vishnu, Prahlad did not retract from his word. True to his faith, Lord Vishnu rescued him at the last moment.Flustered by this news, Hirnakashyipu invoked the help of his sister Holika, who had a boon that she could walk through the fire unharmed to do away with his son. The wicked aunt agreed to the evil desires of his brother and entered the fire with her nephew Prahlad. However, the brother and sister had forgot that Holika could only enter the fire alone or she would perish. Thus, blessed by Lord Vishnu, the child Prahlad remained unharmed but Holika got burnt and died instantly. Holi is thus celebrated to commemorate the death of the evil aunt, after whom the festival is named, and the new life granted to Prahlad for his devotion and faith.

To this day, cow dung is hurled into the fire and obscenities are shouted at the Holi fire at some places to insult Holika.

HAPPY HOLI!:)

that's me sitting at the bottom:)

With my classmates...we had a blast today!!:)

ITS FUCKING RUDE TO INVADE MY PRIVACY!

Today I had an ok day! well not that bad at first!

I had my ‘computer fundamental’(yes they typed it in the singular form) paper and I’m passing!!!:) yeh!! Cause I studied for like one and a half hours only…even that was with low concentration.

I wore my baby pink corduroy pants!:) was full khush with all the compliments I was getting ….cause been dying to get them for a long time…
Well anyway so my exam went pretty good considering I was busy reading my novel last night lol and I was in hot pants;) *good mood*

*BAD MOOD begins*
Hm…after that I think the frustration started creeping in…actually it had been there since morning, but I ignored it! Lol I said “concentrate at least in the exam hall!”
I listened to me.

The frustration was the fact that my privacy has been invaded. Some fucking losers out there have been messaging me (sms-cell phone) saying Hi..wanna be frens?
Like yeah right! What the fuck?
I was gonna abuse when I stopped and stared at my name displayed in this ‘guy’s’ messg.
Then another no. messages me saying it’s the same guy.

They know my name, have my cell no. and know my b’day!

“I heard we share the same bday and thought we could be frens. You’re bday is on… and I heard you’re a sweet gal…” blah!

I was boiling!! I was out with a fren and he kept telling me to calm down.
I’m not mad at these ‘boys’ but irritated with the person circulating info about me!

So I call one o these no.s and ask him if he could o so kindly tell me about this fren who knows me. He mentions some girl’s name who I’ve never heard of in my entire life!!

I was speechless. I’m kind of cooling down now…becoz writing helps…but I swear she is a fucking lunatic! I wonder how she’d feel she was in my place?

I mean I dunno how she heard about me and got my no. and bday date etc…but keep it to urself!Jobless creature..get a life!!
I don need ur extra service of providing ‘boy frens’!!

I told this guy I’ll talk to her..just give me the no…and I was waiting to blast the daylights outta her.
Mistake-Messing with a woman’s wrath. LOL
He said he’s “busy”! wat crap…let him go tho

Unfortunately/fortunately he hasn’t yet called and Im not gonna bother anymore..
But it makes me feel so shaken with anger and frustration. Sometimes u want to maintain a low profile. I guess ppl like me cant manage that. But I didn’t ask for shit like this.

Seriously what’s up these jobless ppl!

I maybe overreacting but I don’t care. Why the fuck should ppl invade privacy!?

Fucking losers!

Whew…heheh…most of the steam is out! (I think)
;p

It’s HAPPY WOMEN’S DAY?

I don’t get it.

Why have a separate day for women? Why the hype to have an ‘ego-booster’ day. Its pathetic! Are women a minority? They are the female ‘human being’. So why is there no Man’s Day? Mind u I’m not being a feminist about this…just logical and practical. I don’t think there should be any such DAY!for any sex!
Its like we need recognition for being born this way. Y? We don’t! its silly lol…really silly.
Today is just an excuse for companies,radio stations,websites,restaurants and pubs etc to launch discounts or special offers for women and in the process publicize themselves.

For instance radiocity is having a special on this and inviting women to come into the studios from 9-9 and chat with them. That’s ok…but they gave a no. to message in our comments etc. So I did..I said it’s an ego-booster. But my message wasn’t read out nor did I get a call. Now why did that happen? Because they don’t want any negative remarks. But there are two sides to a story and they could’ve had a debate on it, which would’ve been fair.

This post is to make people think. Why do we need such days…celebrate it as an excuse but don’t get sucked into it. Like one girl said on air “why do people messg me happy women’s day on my phone?I mean why cant they call me up so that I can feel more special!”(laughs)
See? That’s my point…is she stupid or just talking crap cause she’s on air..lol
Why do women need this ‘special’ feeling by being celebrated cause she’s a woman on one day of the year!?

I still don’t get it.

Sunscreen

I wanted to put up the song itself...but couldnt figure it out..and dont have much time...so if u like the lyrics...download the song! its called SUNSCREEN by Baz Luhrmann

Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99 If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.
The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience…I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you imagine.
Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing everyday that scares you
Sing
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss

Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.
Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.
Enjoy your body, use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own..



Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you should hold on.
Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you.

Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it.
Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen…

STUPIDITY

I know it’s a vague and weird topic to write about, thus I do feel challenged. But I wanted to write about this with the aim of expressing and knowing what people think of this. Everytime I ask someone…so what’s your definition of stupidity, they say “HUH??”
“Excuse me?”etc, and other connotations of surprise.

Well I find that we easily tag an action or person as STUPID. What is studpidity? Why are we so judgemental? Its natural I agree. I use the word ‘stupid’ really easily. But then it struck me, that its not fair to label someone stupid without reason. For eg if someone called u stupid, u may not take to it very kindly. Cause even tho words like stupid, dumb etc aren’t “abusive” ,they are effective.

Now there is no point of writing on stupidity. So then why am I writing this??!!! Probably cause I just want to people to realize that we need to be sensitive to such words and use it discretely..even mentally.

I think there are two ways to look at a situation. The other day a classmate was explaining something in an incomprehensive manner. So I asked her to repeat it and she said “eh..your’e just stupid” I said “what??” I shook my head cause I didn’t want to say..your doing communicative eng but cant communicate!!! That;s rude..and then I’ll become her. I was angry but didn’t want to fight. But my sudden silence made her realize that that statement wont be forgotten and that I’ve lost my respect for her. I could’ve started an argument..but I found it amusing:) lol…she’s being stupid..not me.



When Julia Roberts came on the Oprah Winfrey Show, she said, there’s one thing I hate. I hate stupid people. I was laughing when she said this…but its true. We hate stupidity…because …well>? I dunno..we just do!

I think we rate a situation or a person as stupid by our own stupidity. What we feel is stupid and if another doesn’t agree..well then they’re stupid. Our judgements and wavelengths differ from people. And when people don’t get us, we brand them as stupid.

Today a friend of mine was put in a stituation which she didn’t explore enough. Thus lost out. I said to myself..that gal is so stupid!! This is cause I would’ve explored..and so I’m judging her by my standards.
Its unfair..but I’ll still think she behaved in a stupid manner.
So I’m working within me to control these ‘stupid’ labels and be more sensitive..like I said before..even I dunno the point of this post..just expressed my feelings..and want to know yours..confused myself LOL!!

"When we meet someone and fall in love,
we have a sense that the whole universe is on our side.
I saw this happen today as the sun went down.
And yet if something goes wrong, there is nothing left!

No herons, no distant music, not even the tast of his lips.

How is it possible for the beauty that was there only minutes
before, to vanish so quickly.

Life moves very fast. It rushes us from heaven to hell in a matter
of seconds."

-'Eleven Minutes' by Paulo Coelho

To My Best Friend Spu!!

I can still see us arguing and fighting.
I can taste those birthday cakes.
I can still hear your dog barking at me.
Gone are those days.

Funny…they’re still with me.

In the hardest places you found me.
I resisted pain. You were my shield.

I broke. You waited.
When our places reversed, I did the same.

Through our weaknesses and shortcomings.
Through our fears and silliness.
We passed.
Passed with flying colours.

A path of laughter and tears.
Nurtured for 14 years.

My strength and courage faltered,
but u stood strong and tall.
But surprise gripped me when u needed
me most of all.

Loyalty.

I guess we complement each other.
Its brought us so far together.

Emotions and words get mixed up.
When I try to write about us.

But hey! This path of laughter and tears,
has been nurtured for 14 years.

I guess nothing else matters.

8 points for thee man!;)

I was tagged by Ramses, Squirm and alive_n_confused !!

Rules

1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover.
2. Need to mention the sex of the target.
3. Tag 8 victims to join this game & leave a comment on their comments saying they’ve been tagged.
4. If tagged the 2nd time, there’s no need to post again.

Hm….maybe this is for my much ‘commented’ about “sexy stranger’’..
Well here goes..will be cliché but hey I’m tired....and tomo is some ‘virus-hitting-beaware-of ur priceless data-may crash’ day according to TOI so I’m ‘playing’ safe (ref. previous post for pun on playing;p) and finishing this TAG!! Specifying the gender: MALE

1. He must not be too egoistic..will clash with my ego..as my name suggests!
2. Should not be afraid to show compassion…to whoever it is- eg. Old lady crossing a street, a kid, a dog ..etc
3. Should not flush and flare nostrils if I say “You’re so gay!!”, therefore should be secure of his masculinity!
4. Laugh at my stupid jokes and make me laugh at his.
5. Be romantic:)..its never clichéd if its genuine and unique. Be sexy;)
6. Be independent and non-clingy! Should respect space and trust me like I would.
7. Share interests in doing things together yet have his own set of personal time-pass hobbies! His own identity
8. Be my best fren above all:)

i just realised i've been extremely clean above..hm..well so has everyone else..LOL;) why spoil it..ahahaha

oh..everyone reading this pls beware of the virus 'kamasutra' (i know...) that's supposed to hit on Feb 3rd (tomo.) and it infects ur files..blah...so beware and u know u've been attacked when everything 'freezes' and u have to 'reboot'!

What kind of a Kisser r U?

You're a Playful Kisser

Kissing is a huge game for you, a way to flirt and playYou're the first one to suggest playing spin the bottle at a partyOr you'll go for the wild kiss during a game of truth or dareAnd you're up for kissing any sexy stranger if the mood is right!

What Kind of Kisser Are You?

Squirm had put this up on her post and I tried it too..heheh:p what about u?

BUGATTI

I was watching vh1 last night and on the fab 40 was bugatti at no.2! Yep the 2nd most expensive thing in the world for 2006.Its a beauty!


Bugatti is a superlative on wheels


At its top speed of 407 km/h, the $1.25 million Bugatti Veyron runs out of fuel in 12 minutes. Deliveries start this
month, and plans are to build no more than 300 of them.


Jan. 21, 2006. 01:00 AM

PALERMO, ITALY—At 320 km/h, the Bugatti Veyron 16.4 pounds a beautiful, howling hole in the sweltering haze hanging over the motorway.
This, the fastest production car in the world, is broad and low, an enamelled ellipse in a spiffy two-tone paint scheme. By comparison, its now-vanquished supercar rivals, such as the Ferrari Enzo and McLaren F1, are all edges and blades and angles, like F16 fighter planes or Japanese stunt kites.

A superlative on four wheels, the Bugatti Veyron is not only the world's fastest production car but also the most expensive: $1.25 million (U.S.) before taxes and richly deserved gas-guzzler penalties. Also, the most powerful: Its 8.0-litre, 16-cylinder, quad-turbo engine produces more than 1,000 horsepower and churns it through a high-tech all-wheel-drive system and foot-wide tires.
It's also the quickest: The Veyron accelerates to 96 km/h in 2.1 seconds, faster than a Formula 1 car, but then it's just getting started. In 20 seconds — about the time it takes a fast reader to get through this paragraph — it reaches 320 km/h. In 53 mind-blowing seconds, the Veyron reaches its marquee speed: 407 km/h.
At that speed, the tires would begin to soften in about half an hour. Fortunately, at top speed, it runs out of gas in only 12 minutes. "It's a safety feature,'' Wolfgang Schreiber, the Veyron's chief engineer, says with a smile.
The Veyron, which makes its way to the first customers this month, is many things: It's a mirror held to the automobile industry's near-past of irrational exuberance. It's a monument to the ego of Ferdinand Piech, former chairman of Volkswagen AG, which bought the Bugatti name in 1998. And it represents a defining moment in the history of the automobile, the likely pinnacle of production car cost and performance.
Six years and an estimated half-billion in the making, the car trades on one of the most famous names in motoring.

Dan Neil is the Pulitzer prize-winning automotive critic of the Los Angeles Times.

Psuedo-reality

Reality bites.That is why we create pseudo-reality.
Sometimes we find solace in fiction and that itself becomes reality at that moment…for that instance…here becomes now…and that now belongs to you…in whichever form u like.
No one can take away your power to imagine, your power to feel or relive past glories. Its all in our capacity…so really..what is the truth?What is reality?

The trauma of being a victim of Schizophrenia wasnt the only message I received from the movie 15 Park Avenue that I saw on Wednesday. It got me thinking about reality.How people can become disillusioned.
My reality is no different from yours, hers or his…cause we all face the same situations at different points in our lives and find our escape routes into a place thats perfect, impeccable and untouchable. Pseudo-reality can become addictive and the movie kind of scared me because Im constantly imaging the what ifs.
According to the Oxford Dictionary – Schizophrenia: is a mental disorder marked by disconnection between thoughts, feelings, and actions.
Sounds familiar? Hahah…
The movie ends abruptly and I was a bit baffled…firstly its so sad and harsh to see someone disillusioned. You want to go and shake him/her and then probably shake yourself. I know its cliché to have happy endings but I wasnt prepared to settle for anything less after seeing the movie. But the ending was apt. The directors take was real/ unreal…whatever u please. The movie ends with the victim in her own world of imagination…and its so apt…cause thats her reality and you and I may not be in it..but we can understand it!

This whole issue of what is truth and what is real has been confronting me in diff forms. One was this movie and another was/ is the text Im reading for this sem. Its a play by Arthur Miller. “Death of a Salesman” is about a salesman who gets fired and somehow manages to make ends meet. But the salesman (Willy) constantly goes back to his past and relives it by conversing with imaginary people. He does it verbally and mumbles to himself…and ultimately commits suicide, because he considers himself as a failure.Ive left out a lot of details as those dont concern me (well they do for my paper..LOL). But my point is…he didnt accept his situation and kept reliving the past…he thought he was well-liked but no one attended his funeral.
Today in class my lecturer asked us – Would you accept that youre a fat middle-aged ugly lady or that youre attractive? hm…immediately I thought…Im fat and ugly...I mean thats what Id say if I do become like that…I mean who cares..as long as you can laugh,sing and dance!?? Life is too short for such petty things…but really will I able to accept my failures?

Heck Im accepting them today, why wont I 10 years from now? Maybe itll be hard, or harder…but I know I dont want to end up like willy nor do I want to be disillusioned.

Reality is here…in front of you…if you are in denial no one can save you except yourself.

Each moment felt like it was split in two. One regretting what was left behind and one excited about the future.
-Motorcyle Diaries

When I saw Motorcycle Diaries today, this line struck me. I may not have have quoted the exact words but thats the gist of it. Its true even I cling to the past. It comforts me…but theres a long way to go..and I just hope I dont escape reality too often.

I hope I escape it just enough to enjoy it! :)

Playing the cards....

I can smile and I dont need a reason.
I can laugh and I dont have to
worry about treason.

Checking for imperfections wont leave me.
But I know thats part of me.
Loving and adoring,all in me.
Impulsive,annoying and considerate me.
Sweet and egoistic me.

It doesnt matter if u play the cards wrong.
It doesnt matter anymore nothing or no one
matters.
Until you are yourself.

ORANGES

My friend Esme took this pic and I loved it!!:) Isnt it beautiful...they were on the shelf...I could've brightened it but wanted to leave 'natural'!

EVERYONE- HAPPY NEW YEAR!! HOPE U HAVE A GREAT 2006! I've been busy with my college fest.Its called Cul-ah! N we got real cool sweatshirts this time..heheh..bright blue.lol!

TERROR STRIKES IISC BANGALORE

Former IIT professor shot dead

DH News Service Bangalore:

THE SCENE OF THE CRIME

Two days after the Delhi police apprehended some terrorists who were allegedly planning attacks on key sites across the country, including Bangalore, an armed assailant killed a retired IIT Delhi professor, M C Puri, and injured seven others in a daring assault on the delegates of an international conference at the premier Indian Institute of Science (IISc) in Bangalore on Wednesday around 7 p.m. At least seven scientists were injured in the suspected terrorist attack in the J N Tata Auditorium premises on the IISc campus. An AK-47 rifle was used by the assailant. An unexploded hand grenade was found a few meters in front of the auditorium and an Ak-47, three magazines and 11 spent cartridges were recovered from the premises. Four bullets were also pumped into a Lancer car parked beside the Centre for Scientific and Industrial Constulancy building.

CITY POLICE IGNORED 3 ALERTS

The Intelligence Bureau(IB) had alerted the city police and the state police in Nov. about a possible attack by the Lakshar-e-Toiba militant outfit.

According to the IB sources there were 3 such alerts over a span of 20 days to the state police.
IB sources told Deccan Herald that Pakistan's Inter Services Intelligence (ISI) during its recent meeting, had planned "a strategy with extremist groups to launch fresh attacks on a limited basis in the Indian territory,especially in the southern states."

The prime targets chosen were Bangalore and Hyderabad.

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“Wednesday's terror shoot-out has raised doubts about the IT hub's security situation as the manhunt for the perpetrators of the suspected terror attack on the Indian Institute of Science (IISc) campus has been intensified. A high-level meeting will be conducted Thursday to take stock of the security situation.

Wednesday evening's daring strike has unnerved the city which has earned the reputation of being the country's technology hub housing some of the top software firms, which have now been asked to tighten security.”

-The Times Of India

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‘The victim was an Emeritus Professor of Mathematics who had won several laurels for
his work on the subject. He was in Bangalore to attend an international seminar on 'Operational Research'.

"He used to go to Bangalore every year to attend the seminar. When this incident happened there was a girl standing in front of him and he had seen the attacker. He pushed the girl down and shouted that there has been an attack. The girl escaped unhurt while the bullet hit him," said Vikas Kumar, Professor's son-in-law.

The brother of the deceased also mourned the great loss."I remember my childhood when my brother used to take care of me like a guardian. He used to take great interest in my studies. It's all coming back to me now," said Y C Puri, brother.’

- NDTV
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I'm just so shocked at the incident. It happened yeserday at 7 pm.The whole thing shook us...I know no place is safe now...but its never been more blatant..and somehow B'lore didnt fit into the bracket of being a target.
I felt so vulnerbale..and to some extent still do... Its really sad the way they shot randomly. It seems they didnt aim at any one in particular...On tv MC Puri's neighbour said "I hope whoever did this finds peace and doesnt attack innocent people...its a henious crime especially when he was such a decent and disciplined man..."
Its true..I hope they find peace too...or else this will never end.

I'm also extremely disappointed and ashamed of the police and the government .Man they got 3 alerts!!!!! sheesh!

sigh...hope MC Puri's family has courage and peace to cope with such a shocking and tragic incident.

Bic-runga:)

I was introduced to Bic-runga by my friend a few months back. She has an awesome voice and fell in love with it, the minute I heard it. Her voice just flows from the speakers into my ears like sweet nectar!Whether I'm high, medium(blah mood) or low...I can listen to these songs anytime!:)

GOOD MORNING BABY
Cruel Intensions Soundtrack

Between an overload of information
And a striving for a pure dedication
I Find myself looking for the exit sign
See your pretty face in the sunshine
In the morning after staying up all night
I Want to wake you just to hear you
Tell me it's alright
And all I want to be is too much
Sometimes for me

Good morning baby
I hope I'm gonna make it through another day
Good morning baby
I hope I'm gonna make it through another day

See the stars and all the planets
Fly the great wide world and have it all
Yeah better get a ticket better get in line
I'm praying now for beautiful weather
Take a car and drive forever but I'm
Only ever sitting at the traffic light
And all the world to see is too much
Sometimes for me

Good morning baby
I hope I'm gonna make it through another day
Good morning baby
I hope we're gonna make it through another day (x2)


(And when you rise) And when you rise you'll find me here
(Open your eyes) And see myself reflected there
(And for awhile) A little room becomes an everywhere



GET SOME SLEEP

From here to there to everywhere
And back to Union Square
Where do I get some sleep?
Anywhere the sleep dust lies
It decorates your eyes
Where do I get some sleep?

Stranded in June
Whistling the same old tune
But I do believe I might be having fun
I believe I might be having fun
Impeccably dressed in your second hand vest
We were waiting for the taxi to come

Putting on my daytime eyes
A good enough disguise
Until I get some sleep
Reading out the horoscopes
And using up our jokes
When do we get to sleep?

Stand on the moon
Find the light of my living room
Yes I do believe I might be having fun
I believe I might be having fun
Tune into the station
Make a dedication
This is going out to everyone
This is going out to everyone
This is going out to everyone
Something in the phrasing was quietly amazing
We were waiting for the chorus to come
This is going out to everyone
This is going out to everyone

From here to there to everywhere
And back to union square
Where do I get some sleep?
Anywhere the sleep dust lies
It decorates your eyes
When do I get some sleep?

Stranded in June
Whistling the same old tune
Yes I do believe I might be having fun
I believe I might be having fun
Tune into the station
Make a dedication
This is going out to everyone
This is going out to everyone
This is going out to everyone
This is going out to everyone
Going out to everyone
This is going out to everyone

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Beauty tip

I came across this article on ubersexuals in The Week.

But I think this applies to everyone...not only ubesexuals!:)

"Looking good is a symptom of fundamental insecurity. You use your exterior facade only to hide some flaws."

-SAMIR NAIR, COO, STAR TV

"Put your heads on my shoulder"

I'm just relaxing at home...and was listening to this song...the lyrics are so cute:) it was originally sung by Paul Anka...however I was listening to the Good Charlotte version.


Put your heads on my shoulder
hold me in yours arms, baby
squeeze me oh so tight and show me
that you love me too

Put your lips next to mine dear,
wont you kiss me once so baby,
just to kiss goodnight and maybe
you and i will fall in love

People say
that love is a game
a game, you just cant win
if theres a way i'll find it someday
and then this fool will rush in

Put your heads on my shoulder
whisper in my ear baby
words i wanna hear, tell me
tell me that you love me too

Put your heads on my shoulder
whisper in my ear baby
words i wanna hear please, baby
put your heads on my shoulder

Selfless endeavors

Today seemed liked just another day. I was late for class as usual..hehe -but the lecturer came in 5 mins before me..so its cool;) We had just one hour of college! Yeh! I’m free the whole day…or that’s what I thought!

Its that time of the year where the new student body is elected.So students who want to be part of the Union can campaign- put up posters, go to each class and give a lil speech, and say “blah blah blah and basically…and blah….so..PLEASE vote for me!”
A friend of mine is standing for Cultural secretary and she forced me to go along with her to every class!

Now that’s not me..nope..I’m actually quite selfish. I stay so far from college..that going back home and just relaxing is a treat,i.e.whenever classes are cancelled!

But today I was dumbstruck when she said “Elections are once a year!!” Hm…damn it..ur right. “N what’ll u do at home anyway??” Hm… (laugh) “I’ll watch a movie!” hehe…so I trudged the steps and stood outside the classes for her..she called it ‘moral support’ (grin). Lotsa students were campaigning together.
Yeah…it was moral support..but I felt selfless…and it’s a memory that’s tucked in my brain automatically…a memory that’ll make me grin and think..hm…so I did that!?!haha
Yep I listened to the same speech around 10-15 times and in some classes they asked her to dance …cause she said she’s a dancer..was funny and gutsy! :)

So it was just another day…and I had absolutely nothing to do!Except for my law class at 4:30 in the evening. So I had to hang around till then! But wait today I did another selfless deed..wonder why?

There’s a Christmas tree competition. All classes can take part…but my class had no clue..lol! anyway..so I met this other girl whose my friend’s friend..and we don’t know each other at all..just smile at one another when in same company.
So I’m sitting around (legs hurting from going all over campus..-campaigning) and this ‘new gal’ asks me… “You wanna help?” – they were decorating their tree.. “Sure…” ( they were putting up names of their classmates among the other decorations…how tough is that!)
“Are u creative?”..and she started digging into her bag… “Hehehe…uh..yeah..” thinking..oh no what’s coming my way??!
“Good! Can u make this poster for me?” Oh..whew! I love art..so its cool..and it was relaxing!
So I made this funky poster- Like the Branches of this Tree- We are all different yet One.

She suggested the line..:) I’m not like this..and I still don’t know why I did that poster. I don’t even know if I’ll hang out with them again..but just did it and felt strangely happy!

Hm..is it the spirit of the season or..me just having nothing to do…or just another non-bad mood day!? ;p