Making it big- final part

Bryon: the dissatisfied Dreamer

Though Bryon, went chasing the 'dream', he had already gotten bored of the work he was doing, he, very ardently believed that, he deserved more. So, he screwed around, got screwed, laughed, played & of course, got fucked by his colleagues in the good and the bad way ;) (But the bad always did get the better of him)

So on this typical day, Bryon contemplated on his life scenario..his dream of being a genius was still stuck, but he this is pretty close to his dream though. He loves his dominatrix friends. He gets to go home to a bunch of friends, sometimes when he is in the mood he goes to his girlfriends home and got to stay over as and when he felt like it.

So on this typical day, Bryon work up with the same usual irritation. The irritation of going to work at this particular place. "Working with a bunch of horrid nincompoops. this really, was just not done!!" The more he thought abt it, the more it dawned to him. He had made a mistake. This place, this dream, everything about it was just wrong. Even if the people stank here, the work that he went chasing after, also, did in fact...stink... "This was just horrendous. There is no money, no fun, no life. So this is it, huh? he thought. He got up, rushed, got dressed and reached his work place on time.

Bryon was generally on time, his other pals were not, and the others too.. but his boss was there. So, with the mundane face on, he started to work. Things just didn't click! This cutting, editing, deleting, just didn't hit the mark! He believed, that he had more brains than what was needed here..'Maybe its the place', he thought. "How can the guy who runs this place be so extraordinarily dumb, one tracked, and so useless, and so dumb? I am so much better than this demeaning work here!!" So, not his cup of tea. His mind wondered off to his song writing days. He did not deny, that he had just wanted to get out of there, but he did get to do more...he got to explore and push boundaries... "did I make a mistake?" he thought.."hmm, will figure things out eventually, I normally do..."

As the day progressed, he went abt his work. Sometimes chatting in between with his friends, sometimes bitching with his pals. sometimes cracking a joke here and there. But mostly avoiding the bosses and their boring load of crap. But he knew, that as usual, more work would be given to him only in the evening and they would expect it all done that day itself!

"This is it!!" he thought, "I have had it with this place!! I have to go to bigger city and do this, only then will I have fun in my work life!

That evening, he met his dominatrix friends and other friends too, they all sat down, had some cheap drinks, bitched about their work and then headed to their favorite club.

"This feels good..." Bryon thought, "have a few drinks, have 2 chicks gyrate against me, loud music and some dancing for me too!! nice..!" the brighter side, he told himself

But pretty soon, his "not exactly a girlfriend" called, with some irritation he remembered that, he was to meet her and he didn't want to now, not anymore... that's ok, it thought. I'll just ignore... And so he did, as he continued dancing away.

That night when Bryon reached home, he finally called his gf- told her he was stuck at work, when she pushed further, he yelled and asked her to leave him alone. Which she did very meekly....

Generally, the only time Bryon ever got to think about his life was at nights when he got back from where ever. Yes.. Bryon did think about his life- unlike the others. Maybe that's why. he was exactly where he wanted to be in life. Of course, it was not as hunky dory as he had expected it to be...but at least he did what he wanted. Deep down he was sure, that things would get better - even if it were in a better office, probably in a bigger/better, city. "Yes...that was the only answer. And it has to work!! Afterall what else will....?" that question scared our dear Bryon- all his life he very dearly believed that everything will work out, once he got, to the big of everything- BIG city, a BIG office, with a BIG name... :)

SO WHAT??? if everything bored our little village kid, he is as sure, as the sun rising in the east, that if he does go to a bigger city & get to do the exact kind of work, that he wants and exactly, "how he wants" &the kicker - "that he wont get bored…..he will get there!" Yea....Bryon was a tad bit different.

He IS technically doing. whatever "he" wants in life, but becoz of his insatiable hunger…nothing is ever good enough for him.

So EVEN though he is living the dream life, poor Byron is bored of everything…..if only things got spiced up for him all the time....Smoking drinking, screwing, doping, doin what his colleagues and friends tell him to do..

The bigger city in still glossy to our little, blue eyed boy wonder

 Dante: the essence greatness

That day, when Dante woke up, he was already late, but he continued to laze around in bed. Pondering over what his day would be like, what fun thing he would doing...finally he got up and left for work.

At office, he did some work, if it got through, ok, if not, then also, ok

That evening, he had big plans, he wanted to go to the club. so he called all his friends, the Callys, Bryon, asking them to join him.

They all met up at his place in the evening, they all drank as much as they could and then left for the club. But today was a different, today, everyone except for Dante were accompanied by there lovers! They were dressed fancily, and they were all happy. The Callys boyfriends were happy to be there, to know more about their girls office life. Bryon's chick was happy to be there, coz, she got to check out the Callys ("the whores", she called them in her head. She knew that these, aimless dumb blonde's would hit on anyone they wanted) 'whores' she repeated to herself again.

So when they reached the club, they immediately hit the dance floor. The Callys hugging and grinding their OWN boyfriends (for a change) while Bryon danced with his girl. All the while, Dante, pretended to be in his own world while dancing with everyone. Finally, he went up to Bryon and said "can I cut in dude?" Bryon, was like "ok..." So Bryon's chick, also politely danced with him and then went back to her sweethart. Dante, liked the dress she had worn, "she looks so hot in it!!" he continued to letch at her as much as he could, till Callisto decided to dance with him too.

As Callisto, bumped and ground herself against him, he kept an eye out for her boyfriend! He really didn't like him. He considered him a sleaze ball. Hanging out with Callisto probably only for sex, which obviously she was giving him and...god alone knows, what else he could get...So, as Callisto gyrated against him, he felt better. She was better off with him... he liked the way she moved against him. That was the first time something like this had happened with him. Since he was from a small city, this sort off stuff didn't normally happen to him or anyone.."slimy bastard Bryon used to keep all this to himself all this time!!"

so he ravished her- as much as he could that is. he wanted more. "May be" he thought, "she could be better off with me.."

Finally when they got tired, and decided to step off the floor, he took Callisto to one side and started to poison her abt her boyfriend. he challenged her that he was a loser, and that he was using her and he would definitely leave her. Then the inevitable happened...she stomped her feet, pulled her hair and cried..."no.. he would never do that to me. I am tooo good for him to do that, I hate you.. ur a freak, creep, immature,"(god alone knows what she meant by immature, but she sure felt it was the appropriate word and that was the appropriate time)etc.etc

Frankly, that really didn't sting Dante, he was sufficiently high not to get majorly affected by it. But, her tantrum sure did scare him. He was also nervous wat her boyfriend was going to do with him..but that's abt it. He continued to leer at other chicks. Drink more and yes dope more. He was very happy with his life. Later after that party, everyone headed back to Dante's house. Where they all drank some more, and played truth and dare. It was a real treat for all the guys. Slowly, Bryon and his chick pushed off, Calypso's boyfriend pushed off. only the 2 girls and one boyfriend remained.

All in all it was a great day for Dante, he had gotten way more than what he had bargained for. Way, way later that night, after all were tired. they all ended up crashing at his place. the Callys and him all slept on 1 bed, with the other boyfriend, at the other extreme end. He got to watch and hold them... "It was the best day ever..." he thought "..rather the best night ever..." He did care a fuck abt anything, and he knew the Callys, deep down, simply loved that abt him (which they did). It was the bad boy version, which gave them the kicks. So, they let him do or get away with wat ever he wanted!

He was proud of the life he was leading. He did make it big, in the big city, he was living the ultimate city life! Life is good, he thought, there is so much more to ‘his’ life! He got to gather himself, a bunch of people, They get all drunk together. Doped together and then sleep together….life is good, can be better. But that version of better could wait...

(The story of, the modern day's Juvenile Delinquents, the story of 4, very regular people, ends here. 

There is no real crime committed here, only the complete lack of moral values and ethics, by very regular 'everyday' people.)

Juvenile Delinquents- Concluding part - Making it BIG!!

Calypso- The big achievement-S!!

Still hung-over from the previous night, Calypso wished this place would just get it over and done with!! It really was a test of her patience to go thru each day. But that promotion would be totally worth it. She wondered what more she could do to get ahead just then, her boss asked her to come into his cabin.

“So, give me an update, of wats happening with u guys out there?” She contemplated over this, weighing all the pros and cons and of course the most important part, the promotion...It was not about squealing about her buddies, she thought, it’s more about making an impression. I do work the hardest over here, and the right people need to know it, and most importantly I deserve the credit. Why should all those suckers get anything from this place, when I am the only one who deserves it??

And so she started- with how everyone is fed up…everyone wants to leave…nobody like this or that…how she has to do everything on her own…no one comes out to help…how she has to take so much responsibility…so on and so forth to her hearts content!!

When she came out from the cabin she knew all her colleagues will be waiting to know what happened. So, she put on the most flustered and hassled look. When they asked her abt the whole deal, she got to play all sad and display how pathetic they made her feel, the torture she had to endure, and how they forced her to tell the all kinds of nasty stuff even though she didn’t want to… poor thing…and everyone would sympathize with her….

That evening Calypso went out with a bunch of friends. She usually tripped on 2 things; 2-3 large Jack Daniels and the music. Life was just perfect for her; she had gotten to wear the skimpiest dress and got to gyrate her body like a horny teenager against her bf while she enjoyed the feel of his body against hers. The JD gave her just the right high. After the club finally closed she & her boyfriend went home to their little apartment which of course no body knew off.

They were proud of themselves- 2 of them from small cities, they would have never had dreamt of such a thing…dreamt that they would be living in and it would be so cool. Or clubbing or smoking up joints, hanging out with other guys & calling herself a guy, thus making it normal for her to be as crass as possible...it was so surreal...Seriously if anyone, from their hometowns, saw what they were doin in the city, it would have created an uproar….

Among all Calypso will do anything to get there (look into blank space with a nostalgic look and say ‘there’) - anything- probably plot for someone’s murder as well….errrie naa…But meanwhile!! Meanwhile…. As we see it, she has already made it big so many other ways, whether it was being a slimy bitch in office or a desperate wanna be outside office, she has made it big in the big city.

Callisto-Life is great!

Callisto’s day was pretty much the simpler.. she did the same things everyday, she would dress up in her best looking skimpy dress, put on an air of arrogance, along with the fake accent, and the artificial ‘sexy’ squeal, and the 'squeal' like moves.

When Calypso was inside her boss's cabin, she was quiet worried waiting outside. So, when Calypso emerged all fustered and hasseled, she realy didn’t know what to expect. She thought Calypso was going to burst out crying any moment. Then she took calypso outside and gave her a glass of water, meanwhile her remaining so called 'close colleagues' joined in.

When Calypso said that, they forced her to tell them, how Callisto didn’t do much work because she didn’t like her boss, Callisto… sympathized with her and tried to cheer her up. “Poor thing” she thought, "they tortured her to till she could make something up…"

When Calypso recounted telling them, how she had to take responsibility for everything and how hard she had to work for everything, because no body worked together, she burst out sobbing and everyone felt guilty and remorse for her…they all could visualize her sitting in an interrogation room being yelled at and tortured, till she said something… that was a scary thought for all of them and they all felt sorry for her. “poor thing” they all thought, "the trauma she must have gone through!!"

"Dumbness" was hence personified, in that office at that time….and Calypso couldn’t be more pleased with herself at the sight of her sympathizing colleagues.

Later that day Callisto was royally lamblasted for being brash with her boss as per the info given by her trusted friend and colleague Calypso…but no worries atleast she was prepared for it(this is what we call looking at the bright side of life)

She got to cry her eyeballs out, and say how everybody took her for granted...and how BLOODY INFURIATING it was for her!! She had worked really hard to get there, after hopping from one place to another, mostly on her defensive and seductive behaviour, she had finally got a job, where she could run around like a headless chicken, and of course pretend to be clever..

But now, she was angry, very angry… the tears was just an added bonus!! All her friends/colleagues gathered around to cheer her up. It had been a tough day…and besides they all got to hold her when she cried… well its something atleast ;)

Callisto was dating this dentist guy, and she got to lash out on him in the most scariest ways possible, and that was the best thing ever!!

Also, as Callisto stayed in a PG, she was answerable to NO ONE!! Another best thing ever!! She can do whatever she wants, with anyone she wants, whenever she wants.. this is the life baby!!

That evening Callisto wanted to go to the club, instead her friends wanted to go for a movie. So Callisto, did wat she did best- she stomped her feet, wiggled her giant head from side to side, throw a mighty tantrum, while all her friends just simply watched and smiled till finally they all agreed.

The club was where she could get her groove on. Show off, how cool she was, while she smoked her cigarette, while she accompanied Calypso with a JD, use language so foul that nobody has ever heard off. She also got a chance to be half dressed with all her bra straps sticking out…and not to mention a boyfriend that she could screw as and when SHE wanted

So Callisto's achievements of making it big as we see it, are many…She is living the life. Life is good for Callisto, she is there...Not for the world, family, good friends and well wishers though….but this was good enough, the rest was not so easy to get...

Juvenile Delinquents- Part 2

So lets get introduced to the remaining 2 characters of this story;

Meet Callisto. She was such a darling… she was a 4yr old trapped in the body of a 26yr old. It was such a marvelous treat… She had it all, the brains, the tantrums & crankiness of a 4yr old, the demands of a 16yr old with the adamancies of a 4yr old, the love handles, the not so sexy hair. Of course, the perfect body with an add-on of 5-10 inches- everywhere… everybody simply adored this, feet stomping, tantrum throwing, demanding, pudgy, Callisto.

If Byron was the little genius, our little darling here was what u call- a lost soul, wandering through the various labyrinths of life, she had done her teachers course, then worked in an institute for a while, then wanted more money so joined another IT firm, then joined another irrelevant firm, till she got lucky and joined a printing company, along with her friend Calypso.
She just loved working there, she would get to make pointers in her little notebook, she would also get to make a timetable- 10am- couple of cigarettes, 11am- update this table, 12pm- think about food over another cigarette, 12:30pm- mayb call up a client, thrown some weight on him, with some attitude and accent, 1pm- eat, 2pm- talk seductively to the boss, 3pm- run around-pretend to work / make more pointers and process to make like seem more complicated.

Her dear friend Calypso was a little different from her. Well, she did do most things like Callisto, but, she had her own bulk agendas. She had a dream of being a production head for a big company. 

But she also knew that, she had just a total experience of 6 months and she understood that, if she had to get that blue collared job, she would need to have atleast some 4yrs exp, and that to, without jumping any jobs quickly. 

So this was the plan. Stick on here, play snitch for her bosses, make herself look good by making others look bad. Finally get that promotion!!

So very cleverly, Calypso believed the saying very much, keep your friends closer but keep ur enemies closer. So she is a sweet snitch who is liked by her all her colleagues.

So, whether it was destiny or what, but these 4 characters were pals, how good or how great, one would really never know.. but they would meet up at the club or where ever they could get their freak on, don’t forget- they were all about reaching there, in any form possible.

So it would be Byron with Calypso and Callisto. Literally, between them, this was a great sight! The Callys would get to play, the dominatrix, and for Byron, that was blissfull fun!! The Callys simply loved the power, they had over him and the not so meek Byron, would very readily comply to their whims and fancies!! 

So the Callys would say ‘Byron sit’ and Byron would sit, they would say ‘Byron eat’ and Byron would eat! It was such a delightful sight, positively it would jerk a tear out of those croc eyes. It was not all about the flirting, since they all had their own boyfriends or girlfriend whom they ruled or play bondage with..

Dante was a man of his own, acutely aware of his surroundings. He wanted to live life and, things could either go with it or not! It really didn’t matter to Dante.
But to the Callys…..!!! tut tut tut…. This lifestyle of his mattered so much to them!!! It was ridiculous! And of course it should!! Think about it…. How could a guy be so care free in life?? How could he not be bothered by any responsibilities?? How could he not be mature enough?? How could he not be considerate enough?? How could he be drinking so much?? How could he talk so much?? How could he not care MORE?? How could he smoke up as and when he wanted??!!

Gosh it just infuriated the Callys....
He had to be more mature, more gentlemanly, more sober, more scared or worried. Afterall, only after ur scared that u start to appreciate things…the fear of losing hence…whatever

And yes, the Callys, had the best solution to all this!!
Dante, must have a girlfriend!!

The girlfriend who will put him down in life. Create boundaries for him. Prevent him from doing what he wants. Stop him from jabbering to much. Threaten whenever she wants, so that he gets scared from time to time. Give him some meaningful(read as -less) responsibilities. Of course, get rid of that ridiculous 'carefree' attitude!! and yes...he does deserve a girlfriend..

( Coming up- A day in their lives, making it big in the big city of dreams!! stay tuned.)

Juvenile delinquents- Part 1

As a beginner in the once upon a time stories, you might not find my stories very sharp. But I sure hope u find it interesting or entertaining in any way. So let me bring to you my very first- once upon a time story… :)

Once upon a time, there was a metro. And, this story, is based about 4 people who live in this metro.

Now-a-days we often hear about people coming from far-off small places, into the big city, to make it big. Bravo! Bravo to them. But in this story we are going to say bravo!!! Especially to these 4 people.

These 4 guys had their own jobs- that on the inside, really deep inside, were very proud of, secretly, deep inside, probably in a secret chamber. Each of their company’s was among the top 5, and yes- paid them handsomely!! Yes…if u cant be proud about one thing lets be proud about the other!!!

So the 1st person we will meet is Byron! Cute and cuddly, from a distance that is, Byron was also from a far off little town, coming to the big city to make it big. Byron had dreams… not just any dreams; he had big dreams, probably bigger than the metro – any metro he had seen.
He had dreams about being a genius!!! A genius in being a sound editor!! No, it was not about owning a company- being the CEO or some big shot. Byron wanted to get down and dirty.

So, Byron with his half-baked dreams of being a, getting-hands-dirty-genius for a kickass company, for a kickass band, left his job as a song writer for the biggies & joined a smaller, way more specific job! Yes... this was a drastic change for little boy wonder here, but, what the hell??? This was it for him, even if it meant- that he had to give up everything- the money, the security, the life, the prospects,e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g!!

Being a sound editor was a big thing for him, imagine the sounds he got to delete, the amount he got to learn from the different types of sound to delete was simple amazing for Byron.

So there was Byron, kicking 3 years of experience down the drain only because he was bored and proud.

Then there was Dante, a young fellow, rich dads little boy.
He wanted to make it big on his own. And his big was Big Money!! His motto was easier the better, AS along as it is not hand-me-down!! This little fellow was pricy also!! He had to make the money, as smoothly, with sugar hot bosses who would dote over him, effort that he had to put in only if he liked it.

So Dante worked only for people who understood how precious he was and believed how great he was. He still had a lot to give to the world he believed, yet he was not sure from where or how or even when for that matter.


(hang on and we will meet some more folks in the story...to be contd.)

love are u here?

Yesterday I met up with up an acquaintance of mine and she ended up talking her heart out to me..

Her story was like this- she was brought up in a big family, had an arranged marriage at a very young age. And thats where her story of love begins- the sacrifice of giving up everything from her life at home and coming into his. The struggle of being a part of his family. the struggle of acceptance and the struggle of doing it alone. A marriage of now 15 years of love and support, to him and his family, ends. It ends with the husband having an affair. The marriage ending there would have been relatively easy, but life is never that easy- it comes with lies and insults and embarrassment- and as always it eventually ends up in pain and loneliness and yes, more pain.

And so I ended up thinking about all the very many relationships around me, so read about it and then maybe you guys can help me figure out- where is the love over here..

- The female who gave up her family, her life, her money, her everything just to be with this guy who wanted to marry her, who after staying with her for 3 months just walked out.

- Or the guy who loved her more than anything else and she ended calling the marriage a sham coz she never actually loved him in the first place

- Or the most common thing of believing in someone and that someone cheating on you, for like - forever.

- The girl who loves and trust him beyond anything, she has given herself up completely physically and mentally and he is just not ready to commit or anything for that matter, but decides to stay on with her as long as its all hunky dory, and the worse part- is that she lets him, and he gets away with it unscathed leaving her emotionally scarred- probably for life.

- The couple where- one needs the other and this significant other does not love, want or even need you and will run away at the slightest hint of a hassel?

- The guy u thought u loved but he ended up stalkin you..

- The guy who got married to you because he loved you and yet kept you hidden from the world and ultimately gets married in front of the whole world to someone else.

- The guy who married his love but yet went elsewhere following his carnal desires.

- The girl who never believed in anyone and cheated on every guy she dated.

- The girl who takes her husband for granted.

-The one who does some thousands odd things just so that the other can appreaciate..

Dont get me wrong- I am not getting you to question your relationships- I am merely stating the facts going on around me and frankly all this scares me. I have grown up in a very loving family and now I am scared that this concept really does not exist anymore. So I guess what I am trying to say is that I really don't want to fall in love if its going to be any of that...

I dont know how much I believe in love- but I know this - love makes you or breaks you. Love helps you survive most and helps you get through some of the most difficult times. It makes you wonder what would you do without it. Yes, you dont need while its not there like the very common saying- out of sight- out of mind. but I guess when it does show up on ur doorstep, it does make you so very vulnerable or gullible- which is frankly, sad. Coz u end up giving up or putting in so much of yourself - that it inevitably becomes your crutch- it becomes a drug that, if u decide to give up on u have to go through a painful detoxing phase.

So, when ur in love - u inevitably tend to mould/sharpen/edit/polish yourself to fit in- to fit in with that one, who you love. Most tend to give up a part of their selves- this is sacrifice. the part you give up could be anything- maybe a nasty habit, a bad company. changing a certain ritual for the benefit for the other- anything- good or bad.

Simply put - love is the act of loving someone very selflessly- very genuinely.

So I guess the question here is-  does this happen anymore?Is there truly some genuine love out there? is there truth in the love that u have?

for the love my day(no kidding)

I wake up with a stiffy- just the one in my neck not anything else...

As I strutter around the room like a pricey zombie. I end up wishin I was a headless zombie- it would have been more fun-- walking around like one, eating like one, talking like- --Aaarrrghhh- one. I can imagine that even in that condition I would not care for any other zombies, so if u got ur own stiff neck story to share- share it with someone else- I am not interested!!

Along with the zombie phase comes all the whining and struggling and the anger. Like Vica once said to me - for me every freakin ailment is like a killer disease & I got 2 things to say to that:

1) its in my genes to think that way &

2) WHY THE HELL SHOULDN'T I THINK THAT WAY?????

fending for your-broken-self really aint easy! so there I am all half broken, cant move and all; when I hear the rumbling in my belly (this where I very earnestly wished I had a bitch or a slave whom I could whiplash into doing some work!!)

So I rampage through my purse and find out what a bitch technology is- so no matter how many cards u may have in ur wallet the people around (stupid home delivery restaurants) wont carry a portable card machines!!! dont look so aghast I am pricey and nobody asked ur opinion. so I am like "GRRRRR!" biscuits and chips it is!

this is where the calls start!!

Call 1

Doc: U need some more test done- u may be more sick that I thought*!!! (* was sick earlier so went in for some test)

Me: WHAAA??????!!!!!

Doc: oh yea! meet me with the reports

Me : "GRRRR"

Call 2

Ass (aka ass boss): hey! this is unacceptable!! how can u expect me to do all this work??? i cant do all this! what should i do??

Me: ya whatever!! I'l get it done!! just stop harassing me.

So I wish this would end!! And here comes

Call 3

Ass: hey man u have to check the work that goes out here

Me: Whaaa???

Ass: if not then u see....

Me: fine watever just send it!!

Call 4

Wiener Whiner (aka client): Hey i didnt get it, ur boss said u blah blah blah

Me: fine u'l get it (go away! stop callin me)

and it continues- body half broken, howling stomach and yea handicapped (redundant- who asked u??)

I needed help, so I ask the neighbor

Neighbour: Awww u pooooorrrr thhhiiiiinnnnnggg (phew)go get these meds -  yourself...

Me(to self): oh I am sorry, I guess u didnt see anything broken here....

Me: ignoring

Neighbour: yelling out loud (like the prophets to the infidels)

the gods are angry with you. Ur life is cursed and evil has befallen you. it will rain locust and diseases both eating and killing you. If u want to avoid it you need to do this......

Me: TERRIFIEDDD

25 mins later..

Me: TERRIFIEDDD

60 mins later

Me: I need new neighbours!!!!

Me contemplating: Is me and my house really cursed????hmmm.. where the hell is that Breanna???

Breanna:  STOP BLAMING CRAP FOR YOUR FCK UP!!!

Me: Whaaaa...??? I like BLAMING CRAPP!

Breanna: shut up and get a life!!!

Me: I HAVE a life!!

Breanna: oh that  life is pretty fucked up!! get A NEW ONE!! and CALL YOUR MOM

Me: HEYY!!!

me calling home...sigh..i really don't have the energy for this- i think il have a red bull...

Mom: How can u be sick?????

Me: shit happens its ok- no big deal

Mom: no its not supposed to happen- u crazy???

Mom: U R SO SICK (x 4- like a horrible tape stuck)

Me: no I am not!!

Mom: ppl die with your kind of illness!!!!(read in a dramtic ultra high pitch)

Me: WHAA..........................r u mad....NO!!

Mom: YES!!

Me: NO

Mom: YES

Me: 'NOOOOOO'

Mom: fine - i'l come down there and prove it to you!!

Me: Hey NOO!! wait wait - i'l do the damn test!!

Mom: Good! lemme know ASAP!!

Docs office

Doc: Ahh! there is nothing worry about- shit happens

Me:u sure???My mom wants to know if it will kill me!!

Doc: HAR HAR! here is the bill- only cash please!

Me: zombie style : ARRGGGHHH!!

My office:

Ass: WAAAAHHH! WAAAAH!I dont wanna loose my job waaahhhhhh

Me: WTF u talking about???

Ass: WAAAAHHHH (harder)

Blood sucking freak(read my second blog): who screwed the dummy??(a book dummy)

Ass: Spontaneously : She did(finger pointing also) she took an unexpected holiday

me: holiday???!!! I was sick U DIMWIT

Blood sucking freak: WTF- u this, u that!! u screwed! u fcuked!!

Ass sits there with cheese pop corn in one hand and a large pepsi in the other & watches the show

Me: bewildered at the cowering assfaced dimwit : FCUK U ALL!! I QUIT!!!

Atmosphere: silence all around

My Atmosphere: buzzing in  my ears

Ass: NOOOOO.....hmmm. better u than mee....I got a family to feed my balls to...waaaahhhh...sniff...sniff

Me: Fck urself

(My head to me- I should sue these buggers to teach them a lesson of lifetime!!)

Call(Home)

Mom: I wanna come

Me: NOW???!!!!!

(My head to me- WTF - GREAT!!)

Mom: Yea.. I wanna see how ur doing, etc.etc.

Me: No

Mom: y, No???

Me: NOOO Not now!!!

me updating Breanna about the office

Breanna: WTF IS WRONG WITH U????

Me: errrrrr....

Breannna: I dont know how this ends up happening always!!!fine, we'll figure something out!! watever!! bye!!!!

Me: GOSH!! what a  long day huh...- 

So I go to sleep and the next morning: I wake up with another stiffy-No u ASS its my leg!!!

my leg sprained while I was sleeping!!!!really??? Wat the hell? the gods have cursed after all... I need to throw away my mattress....

grace pain & love

She is called Jacqueline, she is beautiful in more ways than one

Her name Jacqueline is perfect for her- she is a quiet beauty-  classy and sophisticated, with a such a tough exterior. She has so much happening in a her life with very few actually knowing it &  even fewer friends..

When any one meets her, they might find her, so simple, so quiet & so by herself. She is all that, but, as always, but there are layers to everything...

I first met Jackie at my 1st work place. She was dressed very simply, spoke little and got the job done. She gave u polite airs that- yes i acknowledge u, will get ur job done, but please don't hang around or expect anything else...

So I also did the polite thing of backing off...till one day we had to go to a recording together & there she was- (i wouldn't say all dressed up) but yea stunning and yes vocal- which today i define, as her being friendly :)

As the days turned into weeks and weeks into months and then years, today I am glad to have her as a very good friend of mine.

straighten up she's coming!!

Among the ultra few (good) friends that I have, lemme introduce to you Breanna

On the outside:

She is crazy strict/stern

made of crunch paper- crackling all the time

she is the one who instills fear in the minds of the losers

and completely reliable

On the inside

She is crazy strict

made of crunch paper- crackling all the time

she is the one who instills fear in the minds of the losers

and completely reliable..

Also, the best confidante,

very loving,

completely pure at heart,

very moral driven,

splash of reality in her head,

Pushes you to do great things without even u realizing it..

brings out the best in you or you want to be at your best around her.

We call her fatso (she is a 'o' sized creature), the firang, apart from terminator and Jhansi Ki Rani :)

People who are close to her realize that she is to valuable to loose..even though they may be scared of her :D

For me she has been - even without me realizing it- my pillar and my rock. I will have to admit- this woman has driven me crazy at times- as in literally crazy!!

We used to work together- till she became my boss!! and it was..kinda..bad.. it was like this bad phase completely- for both of us.

What we often discuss is everything- morals, issues, politics, everything, and a good sensible conversation is very stimulating.

Knowing her- U have to wonder how does she pull it off??(all of the above). She makes time for u and u can be yourself around her (in most ways!). She takes sincere effort to understand you, your actions, your words, everything.

So thank you Breanna for being very selflessly- you!!

my bubble

Once I had received a mail which said that- the people present at any given point of our lives are there mainly due to the circumstances around us at that point of time...

The point is that, as the circumstances slowly follow its cycle of change, these people also slowly fade into oblivion...

This is actually kinda sad in 1 perspective- coz, mostly, these are the people that make up our lives, create an impression, and some actually take another step ahead and become lovemarks for us. Lovemarks are those people or places or things that have impacted our lives so much,  that we cant do with out. And when they fade off we often question ourselves- what happened? where did it all go? how come we aren't in touch anymore? hmm...

So, I guess I am wondering now- what do we do-  to not let these important people fade off into this oblivion..

So I decided to give a sketch of all the people in my life- the subsequent blogs will be about the amazing people in my life!!!

killing yourself

Don't get misled by the title. This is not about committing suicide or something like that. This is about when ur morals and beliefs are put to test and u so miserably fail..

Generally in life there are many beliefs & morals that one live their lives by. But there are few that are so strongly followed.

The moment we give up on those beliefs & morals, is the moment we kill ourselves leaving nothing else to move on to, nothing else to believe in any more.. 

how much a part of ourselves will we be giving up every time something goes wrong with us?? what will happen when we do give away everything that we believe in- are we to move on & get new beliefs or do we just move on to a self destructive pattern... so what is that we do exactly when we screw everything that we believe in and have nothing left for ourselves??

I am really curious for answer..

To all out there reading this - seriously tell me, can any one be prepared for this or can anyone get themselves some kind of shock absorbers to help absorb the extend of the damage? can there be any sort of precautions be taken preparing you for the worst..

So when it comes to your final moment in life- we hope that it is with some dignity left. So after u have sold your soul to the devil is there any worth of u that is actually dying??

Its a lost cause..

So dont do it- no matter what the world says - the society, your best friends, your life partner says- if u don't believe it just don't do it. Coz there is just no way of getting around it, or forgetting it or even moving on - everything is lost cause from the point you give in to everyone and ignore your own beliefs. 

Imagine goin minute after minute, night after night, questioning yourself- was that right or convincing yourself that it was the right thing to do, or regretting that you shouldnt have done it....none of it - nothing is goin to help and all these people who covinced you that u did the right thing are not going to be there- and even if they are there they will not be able to help u in any sorta way.

its just gonna be u- killin yourself slowly

Making the heartless feel

I should first say that this & the earlier article has been inspired by Vica.

Vica is one person who is truly about herself- just like many of us. We go through life doing actually the very many things that WE want, whether we actually need them is quite immaterial.

What we want, often carries a lot more precedence over anything else and this causes us to take more irrational decisions that we often regret. And so many times we end up being the one losing more than we had bargained for- being the loser, hurt and in pain.. All this in an effort to make the heartless feel.

Overly emotional decisions are often the fastest & the most screwed decisions that one can make. Its actually quite funny coz, we generally take these decisions in the hope that the other might realize or understand..And more often than required this significant other also uses this to get pushed away. Simply beocz the heartless does not actually feel..

ALONE!!!

I really don't get it!!! Why is this the only thing that i can do when i really really need something or somebody to cheer me up???!!!

It really stinks, I mean really STINKS and so freakin frustrating.

Its just ridiculous

I mean there has to be something or somebody that can cheer me up. seriously even to talk- nobody?? FINE- I'll say it again- this stinks-its all i can do at the moment.

You know some how  everyone has a secret desire, well no surprise here - i ALSO have 1. But i actually got a taste of it- as in i actually got it... and ... i ... so unbelievably blew the whole DAMN THING OFF!! I mean GOD!!!??? seriously(this is where u create a visual in ur head with some 10 different hollywood hot-shots giving their own emphasis on the 'seriously' word). And this-to all the people out there is the FREAKIN MOTHER of ALL FRUSTRATIONS!!

To actually have that one thing that you have always wanted- and it slips out  of your own 2 hands not to mention with a blabbering tongue in between because of your own own pea sized brain- is..is.. babe seriously there is no salvation for you(me)

The meeting that i had today was disasterous- with a capital "D" thats bold and underlined & yes don't forget the double quotes.

And here i am writing about it coz i am alone with nobody to talk coz- nobody has the time!! right!!

whinnings gonna occupy time.

You can imagine at this point of time that even i had that stupid hypothetical boyfriend who is so scared to talk to me in public would have stood me up..

The scenario is such that i know what will make me feel better..

- A pat on the shoulder

- Somebody saying- hey dont be to hard on yourself- or hey u know shit happens deal with it

- A heart warming smoke

-  Verbal unload on a good friend- and NOT THE SCREEN for crying out loud!!

- An extra large glass of extra chilled beer..

- Or even bunking office for that matter

Hmm.. you also know what definately wont work:

- being alone

- smoking(thinkin of)

and BLABBERING OUR HEAD OFF to a screen

all that - aint working..

Fairy tales- with a no ending..

Every story consists of 4 main characters:

- The good fairy

- The unintended victim

- The wicked fairy

- & the remaining supporting cast

Everybody in the world, even the people in the story for that matter, identify themselves with either the good fairy or the hapless victim..

Seriously???

Where do we get off thinking that way?? What if you are not one of the 2 main characters & turn out to be the third?? What then if you refuse to accept that you are the third character?? Upto what extend will you keep doing whatever you think is right and as long as you completely believe that it is for the good?? Or will you continue doing it just because you think that you are the victim??

Will there ever be a time when one realizes the wrong from the right?? And if you don’t - where do you draw the line??

What will it take for it to hit you in the face and say- wake up!! You’re screwing up!!

So, what then does it mean,- since you did something wrong, that you are a bad person??

And what does happen when you do realize the wrong??

This world is unfortunate or rather twisted:

We are taught forgiveness- which we don’t actually practice..

So when the bad guy, actually decides to stop and repent- we wish it to perish & we inturn deny its very existence..we choose to completely shut these repenting people out of our lives. Yes...we would have made claims to forgive, at the same time we would alienate them. Its what we want, its what we think is the better way of forgiveness

The repenting soul, now has to disappear(in an exaggerated manner) has to restart his life from scratch!! Exciting isn’t it???

To all those characters who unfortunately fallen victim to their unknown wicked strait – what exactly is the motivation for you to turn the other leaf…

- Is it – that u now believe that you get a place in heaven

- Is it- ur effort to make the world- ur world- a better place?

And of course my all time favourite- because it is the right thing to do…. Yea right and I am mother Teresa!! Whether one wants to accept it or not, but every one of us are in some way or the other- selfish. Otherwise we would have been saints then!!

So I guess the big question here is – why do we strive to not be the bad one? Why bother? Why just not let it be? I once read- inorder for the things to change around you – u need to be the 1^st to change.. so y not? So y is it that when your willing to give up everything to change, the world around you so stuck up about it so resistant about it

Lets face it- fact remains that deep down no one actually is a bad person (unless ur a psychopath). We are all driven by our emotions which inturn are influenced by the circumstances driving them.making us do what we want to do, take the choices and decisions that we take..

Then again- y are we so hard on the rest for the choices/decisions everyone else makes?

Her love letter..

tell me if you will,

Take me far far away,
where there is no one,
not a soul- just the two of us..

let me wake up to the morning wonder,
as i open my eyes to the beauty of the flowers and the trees,
as the birds sings their morning twitter..

Creep up to me as i walk about in the wilderness, and
hold me so tight as to never letting go..
keep me safe with no fear at all..

as i look up to the skies up above, and
thank the heavens for giving you to me, and
ask God to share all his blessings on you.

Never get swayed by anything and anybody
so that i know for sure that it is only you
that i can completely and truly love and trust..


maybe i dont know as yet - what love is -
but yet its only when you are around that i can truly love at all...

she is the...

the mistake child
worked as a house keeper, cafe keeper and a phone to phone sales person
poetess
lover
playgirl
collector of boyfriends, philosophies, nudiest pictures??
the problem child
got her head stuck in a window once
seller of household belongings
artist
guitarist
writer
leader
A cowboy at 3
an international spy at 10
1st boyfriend at 8
got hunted by a bull once
studied astrology, graphology and palmistry
owner of fashionably labeled clothes
lover of Claudia schiffer and Valentino
teacher at 4
bhel puri lover
ran away at 18- came back at 18
class bunker and class flunker
the Rocker
a fighter
The believer...
Of living life FULL ON!!