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ANTI-JUNK FOODS RESOLUTIONS AND THEIR PRACTICALITY

2008-06-03T17:42:00.003+05:30

Ice-creams are bad !!! They are loaded with sugar , SUGAR n um........ other fattening stuff ( forgive my ignorance ; I see no wrapper beside me ) that impact your taste buds so bad that after you muster the usual " I - swear-this-one's- going-to-be-the last-one " resolute feelig , your eyes and hands are on another rich , creamy chocolate- cum- nuts smothered sundae . THEY'RE EVIL ...increases your risk of heart arrest what with the possible accumulation of bad cholestrol it can cause. Besides that your ever so COOPERATIVE BODY will conveniently direct all the fatty stuff to your thighs n ***.
It rots your teeth too. STAY AWAY FROM ALL JUNK FOOD NO MATTER HOW ENTICING THEY ARE !!!! No chips , no pretzels ,no bagels, no chocolates ,no nachos, no ICECREAMS , no candies, no soft-drinks,no fries ( even if it's poutine) etc. Your diet devoid of all this will be perfect and healthy.Only eat stuff that have nutritive value. YOU ARE WHAT YOU EAT !! Reader's Digest , Vogue , Marie Claire , Femina ,Health - all of them claim so!!
This is what I TOLD MYSELF few months ago. And proudly speaking, I've fared pretty well. Guests came and went leaving my fridge hoarded with all goodies.I kept saying to myself,
" NO !! Im a good gurl. I will not give in to temptations and ruin my health."
As time flew, I became an almost "TOTAL-NO-JUNK-PERSON"!! I felt healthy alright , but it started beleaguering me as I had to fight hard against temptations - REAL HARD.And like a dunce every time I had to fight them , I ate some overwhelmingly bland fruit, fallaciously admiring how incredible it tasted. Sad eh? But I stuck to my resolution alright.

TODAY was a SAD DAY , extension of yesterday night!!! I hardly could concentrate on my work what with thoughts beclouding my head.I knew they had to stop. Everything had to stop before I went berserk. Yet, I wore a " I-am-as-chirpy-as-ever" look so my internal disturbances weren't obvious. Gawd the mind is evil and pernicious ! It surfaces stuff u know u shouldn't be thinking about. I tried the following to help obliterate and forget them :

1) paced up and down the room listening to loud , blaring music . RESULT: shit it only aggravated it :(
2) slept for 1 hour hugging my pillows. RESULT : yikes , the thoughts invaded my dream factory.It couldn't get worse from here. :(
3) watched tv. RESULT: felt much better until the well-timed power-cut. :(
4) had a shower. RESULT : nah , didn't work :(
5) closed the door, spanked myself real hard and pulled my hair. RESULT: it was the most effective of all bt not gud enough. :|

"Shit!" I said to myself, " I hate being a gurl and more specifically a teen.Why can't i get over it ???They are so etched on my cranium and won't budge." >AT THAT JUNCTURE I WAS YEARNING FOR SALVATION BEFORE MY HEAD ENGULFED ME. I walked hazily to the fridge to get some water and there I found an innocent-looking , superficially harmless , and very enticing CORNETTO. I gave no room for those warning signals.
Impulsively, I grabbed it as if it were my last resort. I unwrapped the cone ( correction : tore it down !!! ) and gazed at the surface of the ice-cream embellished with chocolate chips and loads of rich nuts. The chocolate was just oozin out and I admired how it beautifully trickled down the waffle.My thumb stopped the flow. I decided against letting even a drop go to waste. I immediately sank my teeth into it and it was a ticket to heaven , boy oh boy!!
With every crunch ,deliciously creamy chocolate swam over my tongue and I was finding it hard to shove it down to my oesophagus. My throat felt wonderful, my body seemed rejuvenated and best of all I managed to forget "stuff". I relished every bit of the sumptuous ice-cream and licked my fingers and the rims of my mouth clean ( to hell with etiquette !!).
I never felt more satiated in life. This was the first time I gave unprecedented attention to my icecream and before I knew it , I was in seventh heaven !! Gawd do I love junk food or what! The ultimate panacea to all problems. It's more potent than the invincible and stubborn mind. The lip-smacking , salivating taste makes u all HAKUNA MATATA!! It gives you a
" YO-IT-CAN'T-GET-BETTER-THAN-THIS !" feeling.
So here I am already making a significant alteration to my ineffectual resolution: I will not binge everyday , BUT I SHALL NOT DEPRIVE MYSELF OF HEAVENLY AND DELECTABLE UNHEALTHY FOOD when I'm down and perturbed as only they have the potential to make me say " I'M LOVIN' IT ..BA DA BA BA BA !" . It's works like magic and is time-saving !!:))

Sigh It Hurts Being Hurt!!!

2008-04-16T18:20:00.002+05:30

I can bet on George Clooney's longevity and Chris Brown's hotness that every individual has been hurt many a time . Even if the frequency of gettin hurt is less , it does impact one bigtime.And in case there's a preternatural git who says , " Gettin hurt .... what's that ?"
Well well well this poem is to educate you on how it feels and to also empathize with all my other normal fellow beings who have been through a feeling worse than dirt - 'hurt'.

"Sigh you're downright hurt, you see!"
That's the first thing that my mind tells me.

I feel so damn freaking low
and my mind's working admiringly slow.

For a moment I'm just gazing at some insignificant object
and then the emotions just dissipate around my body as if to infect.

My stomach feels all of a sudden very tight
As if it loves the thrill of aggravating my plight.

I'm involuntarily inhaling small quantities of air,
wondering if it's the breathing or my anger making my nostrils flare.

My mouth has already assumed a bad scowl.
Oh how I wish I could just get up and howl !

I know I'm so helplessly ,hopelessly and horribly ANGRY.
But that's countered by a feeling more superior- MELANCHOLY.

And all of a sudden, like a patron of jerks , I flash a fallacious smile,
despite knowing only too well that it won't help erase the feeling so vile.

It's like my world will never be exuberant again.
I know this is how worse it can get when I feel plain pain.

I try all the million possible means of distraction.
But it's funny how none of them help override the flood of emotions , not even by a fraction.

I don't give a damn if people would find the matter so trifle
All I know is that it feels worse than being shot by a rifle.

I'm trying relentlessly to fight back those fiery tears.
A battle which is even one of a sumo wrestler's worst fears.

I know it'll take forever to completely recuperate.
And my, it's gonna be the most dreaded wait.

Oh yes , a person has sponsored my pangs of worry.
But hey look at the bright side , it alteast inspired in me beautiful poetry !!

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2008-03-26T14:18:00.001+05:30

A THOUGHT THAT DAWNED ON ME AT THE CRACK OF DAWN.............


A very unexpected question hit me out of the blue today at 4:35a.m in the bathroom ( well i slept till 11am later) : " why do ppl have to bother moving heaven and earth for   THINGS ? My "sure-to-make-even-the-level-headed-git-think" question has more of a general note. To give it a more comprehensive essence the question could have many questions as subdivisions :

1) WHY have short-term goals? Say you want to get the 1st rank in your class. Then tell me how exactly it's going to   effect any emotional, intellectual, spiritual,pyschological, physiological development whatsoever. You wouldn't find a place in a magazine cover or on Oprah Winfrey's show.You wouldn't so much as make a fan base on account of ur so-called "achievement", SO WHY BOTHER BUDDY ?

2) WHY have long-term goals? Say you want to be a doctor.You'll have to squander time tuning / programming ur mind to remain focused on the goal. it will corrupt your mind bigtym. Your future interactions with your friends would be something lyk this :
your friend:hey , how about a movie tonight ?
your freakin mind( if u're one of those incurably determined gits) : Ah if i go , i'd atleast waste 4 hours that can effectively be invested in doing some medical exam preparation. Going to movie is bullshit waste of tym.
you: i'm sorry , i can't make it. I hav oder stuff to do
WARNING : this could have a disastrous impact on ur social life n u'll be doomed before you know it.

3)WHY bother writing such meaningless( i'm exercising my freedom of expression here) examinations even worse,such insignificant , impertinent, " not-worth-our-precious-time " class tests ( not that v effortlessly score marks. it's just that we shamelessly and artfully copy from each other or from the open textbooks kept in our desks , basically making   them    a pointless means of revision )
We put in so much of study ( locked up in a room coz tv , music -sometimes even food- is a no-no). Teachers give their 5
effective strategies to answer the papers. The bulletin board has 5 effective ways to cope with exam stress. We r made to have only curd rice in the morning so that v don feel queasy during xams .The only voluntary thing we do is wear the
"we-are-so-screwd" luk all the way to and out of the examination hall. And inspite of doing such crazy things , neither our marks nor our teachers are exactly flattering.

4) WHY do we have a huge backlog of homework to do?An intelligent person said:" life is to hav fun coz it comes only once." hmmm a nice philosophy ! But you see Mr.Smarty ,we try our best to take lyf dat way, it's jus that , v can't be all thrilled to bits and super-excited about life wen he have ready-made headaches in store for the day.No lucid and sane being will luk at the pile of wrk and say " Yay me! "

5) WHY wear a "shit-this-is-so-serious" outlook jus coz ur almost leaving school to step into the threshold of an even more freakier milieu?We have to slog hard to get into the right university and then slog harder there ,pulling all-nighters doing projects,assignments etc. U see thngs don't change for the better, they change for the worse. Wish we could skip the whole university business and stay at home drinkin hot chocolate during winter and cold chocolate during summer wotchin movies in our home-theatre or do something equally productive.

6)WHY bother going through the nerve-racking episode of finding a job?We'd get the heebie-jeebies before our first interview and would remain that way even for the next 100 interviews. And on gettin a job we have to bust our asses off in " designed-to-be-gloomy-and-enclosed" rooms when we can jus take a car ride around the city with blaring music and stop by at many drive-ins and shopping malls at regular intervals. Lyf would be all tra-la-la-la-la-la-la even if u don get ur monthly moolah.

7) WHY do we have to go thru the ordeal of finding the rite person who will be supportive, understanding, handsome, cute, sweet,strong,protectie,funny and down-to-earth? Oh come on , we can somehow miraculously have a date wid sum hot ticket lyk orlando bloom ,BUT NEVER CAN WE FIND A PERFECT PERSON. Some might be badly heart-broken on being cheated while sum oder people would resign to the fact that THE GUYS dey dated were intrinsic jerks ( i know i sound lyk a bitch, but hey welcome to " reality " - a morbidly bad and sad domain! )

8)WHY try our best to prove our worth even when you know it's just to make you feel dignified than super-exhilirated at the outcome?It's going to take years of resoluteness, determination , diligence ( and all those fancy qualities that we read about in reader's digest) to get there only to realize that you're going to pop off one day widout taking anything just as we came to mother earth wid nothing - except a few "self-taught" histrionics v babies used on our parents to bug them.

Holy cow! Why so many "why's" ? i'm not going to give solutions for those questions , simply because i just BEAUTIFULLY CRAPPED for the past 8 minutes. Oh yes! The questions did seem sensible and worth pondering over when they hit my head today at 4:35 am. But now as i type it out i can see how lame and ineffectual my thought - which reproduced more thoughts- was.

THERE'S ONE THING I KNOW AND AS LONG AS I RETAIN THE SUBSTANTIAL AMOUNT OF SANITY I HAVE I CAN SAY: LIFE IS TOUGH PEEPS AND YOU ALL BETTA PUT UP WITH ID. IF YOU WANT MORE FROM LIFE , YOU GIVE A PART OF YOUR LIFE DOING DECENT AMOUNT OF WORK. NOTHIN COMES FREE IN LYF , NT EVEN SOMETHING AS MINUSCULE AS A DROP OF WATER. BUT HEY , ALWAYS BE POSITIVE AND HOPEFUL ABOUT LYF AND OH YEAH - DREAM WELL! LYF BEING HARD OR ROSY IS ALL A QUESTION OF UR DISPOSITION AND HOW YOU TAKE IT AS.

Um .... im sorry if you wasted your time reading this piece of random shit. Next time i promise to keep my dumb thoughts to myself :-D

When we confuse our feelings with the truth………….

2008-01-12T18:59:00.000+05:30

You see someone giving you the glad eye
making you blush and flush your red cheeks
Only to realize that it was not you
But a dazzling spiffy chick, who wooed the guy.

You see Beyonce and Shakira groove
So immaculately, aesthetically, sensually.
Again only to realize that , even by moving
Heaven and earth , that’s something you can’t do.

You’re travelling and can’t help but drool over a Lamborghini
So black, Chic , elegant , dashing, glistening
Only to realize its about time that
You fished your purse to pay the driver, the taxi money.

You look all goggle-eyed at the collections Gucchi and Louis Vuitton
–Some of them dangerous enticing yet so deplorably elusive-
Only to realize that it’s high time you switched from f tv
To Bloomberg for you have a business studies project to work on.

You could be lost in thoughts about a somebody,
Very special and awe-inspiring
Only to realize that the somebody knows you exist
But still only as a virtual ‘nobody’

You fantasize the prospect of you being the next American Idol
Getting to sign a trillion contracts , autograph books and paychecks
Again only to realize that when you open your mouth to sing,
People can’t help but find it lethal and fatal.

You wonder if by chance you could become an “Ambhani”
Stinking rich, helplessly famous and tiresomely successful
Only to realize that you can very well be in other’s shoes,
But it’s just that you can’t have their money.

You wish you could get into Cornell, Stanford or Harvard
The ivy-league universities that boast of unparalleled excellence
Only to realize that you can obviously enter them
But only as a university security guard.

You wish you could date Orlando Bloom
At whose sight you could effortlessly melt away,
Only to realize that the Hollywood hottie already
Has a shorty who is all va-va-voom.

Oh yes indeed how easily we accept this imposing thing
that’s called ‘R-E-A-L-I-T-Y’ .
So that we don’t confuse our feelings with the truth
And just work on what life has to offer and bring.

Let’s just not build castles in the air
Dreaming about someone you wish you were
Instead, do something about your present life
Or else sadly you’ll end up in a pit and nowhere.

WHY I SHOULD BE LIVING THE MOMENT……..

2008-01-12T18:58:00.000+05:30

I’m sprawled snugly on my bed.
With every bit of physical stamina spent,
I groggily allow my mind to roll instead.

I see a film of those good old times,
When we filled our lives with shameless giggles and gossips
- Sounds more euphoric than that of a Christmas bell’s chimes.

But then you know how our minds are downright devils!
They don’t let you indulge in lollypop-sweet memories,
but casts them away, by bringing forth those harsh perils.

I wonder how those moments have left an emotional dent,
So ocean- deep and morbidly stark-
Of which you can’t help but sadly repent.

Before despair gets the better of me,
I try to nod it off in a strenuous attempt,
Deciding what through my mind I want to really see.

I allow those dark clouds to metamorphose
Into beautiful and sunny vibrant skies –
Something I achieve through sheer mental force.

I program my mind to delve in to the future,
Where the scenario would be more promising and exciting
- This I’ve always wanted to picture.

But, oh heck! – Mr. Dirty Mind scores again,
By inviting his friends: Mr. Fear, Mrs. Insecurity and Miss. Uncertainity
-As if it’s trying to say ‘ life ahead is a helluva lot of pain!’

It makes me see the trials and tribulations I’ve to pull through
-like a rake working its way in and out of snow-
For ultimately in the end, my worth I’ve to prove.

Arrgggh! I’m desperately caught in a crossroads
Failing to decide what to think,
With my thoughts alternating like boxes in chessboards.

At that, I notice in the corner, a clock unmindfully ticking away.
And then, so unceremoniously, it dawns on me how I’m squandering
The precious minutes of life by forgetting to live the day.

So I firmly ask myself not to purposelessly lament ,
Because if there’s anything more urgent and demanding,
It’s living the moment !!!!!

2007-12-06T15:39:00.000+05:30

A Peep-hole into My Soul…….

This time last month I wondered : “ Now that we’re 1829 miles away,
What would I gift kp on her special 16th b’day?

I racked my brains for something that’s different and magnifical.
Then I wondered whether all gifts had to essentially be physical.

I realized that there’s something more precious I can give my friend-
my very own fist-sized yet magnanimous heart to lend.

So I decided to doodle my thoughts about you – and of course us.
Though these are things you already knew , I just wanted to make it more obvious.

So here goes……………

U know what makes our friendship so special?
Well, its just that our love for each other is just not superficial.

Unlike my other friends, I am so easily able to relate to you-
Maybe ‘coz with me u are just plain and true.

What’s best about u kp is that you’re a rare breed without any ego -
Your frivolous and happy-go-lucky presence,I can’t forgo.

I tried to find in you a negative and destructive quality.
But holy crap, after lots of introspection I realized u are never faulty.

You’re concerned about every goddamn person in planet earth-
That makes every soul know what your company is worth.

Hmm if you’re distraught about your future career and what life has to offer ,
Don’t worry coz as you’re always rolling thick , u’d make a good public relations officer.

It’s a downright shame that I had to meet u sooooo late.
However , I can’t find a more perfect and freakish friend ; so you’re worth the wait .

I don’t care if at times in life,I might bat on a sticky wicket-
But with you by my side, all the shit problems I’d easily forget.

Coming from the same background, we have to comply with the norms of society.
But we can handle it really well together, by fortifying our emotional maturity.

We have seeds of love, pleasure, success and money yet to sow;
Hmpf …….. but it’s gonna take a hella lot of time for it to grow.

But meanwhile in this eventful journey, we can cling onto each others shoulders;
With patience, strength, confidence and girl power we can push away all the boulders.

In life’s most trying moments, to recuperate, we’ll have each other.
And in life’s euphoric moments , to rejoice , we’ll still definitely have each other.

In my heart of hearts, I can’t imagine a future without you;
Coz you’re the kinda gurl who could wipe my tears, not just by a mere tissue.

To round it all up I jus wanna say “ KP, u’re indeed de sister of my heart”
We can’t or rather should not be without each other’s company till death do us part.

Happy b’day dj

Friends are like good bras: supportive, hard to find, and close to the heart.

Xoxo,
Vino
&

With a rib-cracking hug,
Bhuana aunty

2007-11-30T16:21:00.000+05:30

Time is too slow for those who wait
too swift for those who fear
too long for those who grieve,
too short for those who rejoice,
but for those who love, time is eternity.
Hours fly, flowers die,
new days, new ways pass by, Love stays.
-Henry Van Dyke

The Day She Invited My Birth

2007-10-26T23:23:00.000+05:30

In her womb, I patiently rested as a fetus,

Crawled up and cramped,

More like an unblossomed lotus.

After what seemed like ages, out of her body I wriggled.

The first thing I heard was that gasp of relief -

It told me that, to get me out, she really struggled.

Oblivious I had been of the worldly issues,

I was naive, curious and not knowing what to expect.

Seeing this, she wiped her tears of joy with her tissues.

Unknown hands picked me up and slapped my but.

Downright perplexed by this malevolent act,

My mouth couldn’t remain shut.

I let out an ear-splitting cry,

Echoing my wrath for the cruel welcome;

Moreover, to that stranger I made my face wry.

Later em bosomed in those loving hands, she gave me a kiss.

And, at that juncture, it transformed miraculously,

Into a feeling of eternal bliss.

For I knew then, it was her welcome sign;

For me to embark upon a journey-

An opportunity, she claimed exclusively to be mine.