The Innate Musings of an Insane Mind :)

To start with happy Halloween People! Loved The Google doodle for Halloween. On this auspicious day I took this outrageous step to curb my identity on this virtual world. May be as far as my memories can reel back, its the first step of mine on this kind, this a direction. And I thank my cute Lil friend, the one who always reminds me of the Liliputians owing to her seemingly small physique inspite of her immeasurably profound mind. With due respect to her concern on the security and safety of the inadvertent, un-pretencious innocence that I potray, both in Real life and this Virtual Life, I hereby am forced to Re-baptise Myself :)                       Well, It has always been a surprisingly well accepted truth that we learn the biggest of the lessons, may be the smallest too, from the one's that doesn't even have a hell to do with us. And these people, the less considered, yet eye-openers of our lives have to treated pretty well, May be on the Face! Have had a pretty b

“As my sufferings mounted I soon realized that there were two ways in which I could respond to my situation -- either to react with bitterness or seek to transform the suffering into a creative force. I decided to follow the latter course.”  ― Martin Luther King Jr. I remembered black skies The lightning all around me I remembered each flash As time began to blur Like a startling sign That fate had finally found me And your voice was all I heard That I get what I deserve So give me reason To prove me wrong To wash this memory clean Let the floods cross The distance in your eyes Give me reason To fill this hole Connect this space between Let it be enough to reach the truth that lies Across this new divide There was nothing inside The memories left abandoned There was nowhere to hide The ashes fell like snow And the ground caved in Between where we were standing And your voice was all I heard That I get what I deserve So give me reason To prove me

Pessimistic thoughts, pessimistic whimz! Argh!! :x Inspite of all the hard-earned infectious liveliness of the day why do we fail to acknowledge us at the end? Why do we fall apart with just a thought? Blatant silence fills at the end of each day, the reflections of which I truly know how to interpret!But there aren't reasons enough to back up those whimz. Still some part of me truly believes, the Miracle is yet to happen. Stupid it may sound. Yeah may be as they say, 'Smtymz truth isn't good enough, sometimes people deserve more, sometimes people deserve to have their faith rewarded'. :)

http://www.thehindu.com/todays-paper/tp-features/tp-sundaymagazine/are-you-the-one-i-fell-in-love-with/article4039606.ece P.S: Wish hard I could get to write a column in this someday! ;)

I dont know its the way things happen to you, but I kinda find myself totally unable to write most of the time I spent conciously in hope of writing, but seem to run out of topics and ideas or if it happens otherwise I pathetically seem to run short of time . I kinda forget themes soon. Interestingly to note, I find myself churning up themes and weaving around stories in my head all the while I'm travelling, cleaning and while doing all the unproductive works. :P Ah well may be its time I get to record the slices of stories that run in my head the very moment.  A new attempt :P                    The new apartment was oozing white. The walls, the pillars, the drapes.. It was all snow white. The drapes fluttered mischieviously with the southern breeze, that the afternoons bring and seemed to light up the living area with a unique charm and decor. No wonder Arvin wanted the whites to shadow their newly bought living place. Yes Nandhita loved white! Far away from the vicinities

Regardless of the Emo-strangles that it evoked, I'm in no way regretful of watching this uncomparable movie at this late an hour.! Literally made this not so eventful day a bit jubiliant :) P.S : Do I miss someone? Ehmmm... Nope Nope Not at all :D Its the best when you finally get to learn 'the trick to fool yourself' ! 

"engae enadhu kavidhai kanavilae ezhudhi madiththa kavidhai   vizhiyil karaindhuvittadhaa ammammaa vidiyal azhiththuvittadhaa  kavidhai thaediththaarungaL illai enkanavai meettuth thaarungaL..." As Chithra sang in her unbeatably melodious voice it was just melancholy that filled in me and I have no  freaking idea on how many Times I kept on clicking the play again button!  Awesome Awesome Awesome!    P.S :  I know. I 've been acting paranoid. I know there are a hell lot of things waging a war within me every second and the questions bubbling up to which I never am gonna get an answer. But the saddest part is that I've been reluctant to get out of this paranoidism, the cynic behaviour I 'm encompassing myself with. May be there are ennumber of ways by which I can easily get healed with just a thoughtful deed or a concious act to break this shell. But pathetically, I seem to be loving this 'getting drowned' in the effervescent feeling of be

         After sticking on to many days of systematic, and orderly lifestyle Finally got temporarily cured of the disgusting, exasperating sinus problem that made me lay in slumber for almost half a day, all the days, the past weeks. Hurray! My nose is perfect now. No watery nose and sneezing to engage me whole round with myself ,no-more headaches that reminds me of a thousand trains on a rail marathon, and no kinda snoring sounds to embarass my sleeps. And to top it all I got my voice back! Yay! Really did Miss my voice. I shamefully did sound like a guy the past weeks and it was quite painful to know that even the closest of my friends couldn't identify, me on the other end of the Phone! Ehm. Well my voice is back. Not that I own a sweet melodious voice that everyone loves; I kinda love the way my voice is. Sigh. Makes the Shreya Ghoshal in me alive! ;) While sipping the morning coffee on a holiday like this I really didn't have much of the intentions but to be at home and

Finally to the end of a tedious 6 months, I figured out whats it that I'm confronting !  The hedgehog's dilemma :D Well don't be scared with that name, be scared of what it is ! It terribly is the problem I've been facing kinda around 5-6 months ! Well I'm a hedgehog now, a proccupine !  Quite interesting stuffs could be unraveled with certain of Freud's write ups on the same. I know this is something worst that can happen for me. Still I wasn't this all my life. The One's in my life surely does know that; and the ones who don't, I dont give a fuck ! Oopsie Sorry for the F word! :P Well into the discussion of the hour, Hedgehog's dilemma and Me ! :) I've been noticing lately of how wonderfully I tend to avoid people getting closer to me. May be they would also have observed the same.Yep surely they do have. I remember the chatter boxes out there at my brand new atmosphere categorising me as the one who doesnt talk much. A

                                Yay Yay and a Big Yay! Excitement and relief are the two things that encompass me right now. A holiday week after hovering over the books and classes for over two months :P I owe you a great deal, my predecessors, the people of hindusthan for setting up such a great custom of navarathri Puja. Love the way it is. The starting of the navarathri fests at the near by temple sure did make me remind of the great two days coming ahead, where I can relax and be juz the Me, apart from the busy timings of classes, travellings, far away from the annoying, and the so not fitting people of my Life :P And here it is.. setting in :)                                 I aint wanna be called a Hindu for many reasons though (quite explicit reasons :P), Navarathri Puja is the one and only custom that I undoubtedly and habitually follow on accord of being born as a Hindu. I dont know whats it that gives it a truly positive feel on being a part of this ritual. Albeit the ri

I cannot take this anymore. Same never thing I said before. All these words they make no sense. I found this in ignorance. Less I hear the less you say. You'll find that out anyway. Just like before. Everything you say to me…  Takes me one step closer To the edge, and I'm about to break. I need a little room to breath…  Cause I'm one step Closer to the edge, I'm about to break. I found the answers are so clear. Wish I could find a way to disappear. All these thoughts they make no sense. I found this in ignorance. Nothing seems to go away. Over and over again. Just like before. Everything you say to me…  Takes me one step closer To the edge, and I'm about to break. I need a little room to breath…  Cause I'm one step Closer to the edge, I'm about to break. Everything you say to me…  Takes me one step closer To the edge, and I'm about to break. I need a little room to breath…  Cause I'm one step Closer to the edge,

It was drizzling. The tiny droplets that landed on her cheeks soothed her Self. Rain !. " The best thing one can do when its raining is to Let it rain ! " She heaved a sigh of relief. The crowd around just grew with every second and made it hard for her to reach up to the parking slot. Faces - known and unknown, the ones that potrayed a smile and the one's with no tinch of emotions. Nothing stopped her from moving ahead. Her eyes had turned cold though the turbulence of a hundred emotions waved within her. Hurriedly she got inside the car. The way back was always helpful in finding herself. The streamlined array of vehicles ahead signalled a traffic jam. The night drives always had a misty effect on her. She switched off the A/c, slided the glass open,and stretched her hand ahead to feel the droplets.The drizzles had stopped. The smell of wet earth was overpowering. She took a deep breath.The city was well lighted by then, colouring each and every streets with

                                       Apart from that vaguely remembered Story of  Eleventh or Twelfth Grade English Supplement Reader of NCERT, that told a real life incident of meeting a kleptomaniac,  I never had a clue on what Kleptomania is all about , untill I was bestowed with this Blissful opportunity to Live with a Kleptomaniac :D                   You loose your facewashes, cosmetics, small yet cute, beautiful things that you carelessly keep, and will be wondering where the hell these have disappeared! I never paid attention to those small incidents that happened untill the theme of the hour became MONEY! Was a kinda shocking yet hilarious moment I had to pass through, on realising, Kleptomania is the disease of the Hour for my sweet roomie :P Well, though I lost my sleep for a couple of days with the thought on what is to be done next, Google and some very close friends of mine flooded me, with a whole lot of informations and stories and thus could make me come t

The darkness of the hour and the mystified air around seemed to arouse a dreaded feel in her. The tiny droplets of sweat that welled up on her forehead was evidently affirming the gale of fear within her. The sun was dissolving around, into ennumber of vibrant colours that painted the sky, with the fine touch of a skilled artisan. The vibrance of the colours lightened the tone of  her cheek bones and she appeared Radiant. ' May be a minute more..and thats it.' The tone of his voice had Grief adhered to it. With that He Just stole a glance of hers! She didn't say a word. The moment was mystical. No words, No gestures. World seemed smaller than ever, still there was solace around! Hair around her neck fluttered in the air. She managed them carelessly with her fragile fingers. The blue stone on her ring, shone like a silverine star. Thy say Blissful are those who find their destiny !Amen! :)

Boredom, Inattentiveness, Bad Mood, and an Inborn Affinity to Poetry- When all these joined hands together today, I didn't Quite know, How I lost those Two hours to the mist of time ;)- And here It is the mist of thoughts that cleared up into a couple of words :) The Bliss Of a Moment In The Wilderness Of Insanity A Step Ahead Out to the Woods And I'm, Lost,To The World Of Thoughts! Instincts Die, Thoughts Refrain, Words Still Seems To Flow.. Albeit, No-more Does The World Around Seems To be The Same ! A Moment Of Thought Loses its Worth The Next, Abrupt Notions, Chaotic Whims, Kinda Run A Riot Of Virtues ! Waging A War of Viciousness, Cradling The Memoirs Of an Era, There Curves a Silverine Smile On Her Lips, To Linger There For Ever ! :)

                      Its Amazing when we relate people of our real Lives To the ones on Reels :P Guess everyone one of us would have at least once, had such an experience of meeting people who make us remember somebody or the other we have quite seen, liked and enjoyed on Reel.. Its amusingly interesting to find similarities with reel life characters, their attributes,funny, peculiar behaviours, ways of speech etc ; and its still more funnier when the ones whom you  find these similarities with ; turn out to  be your best friends, the ones you turn to spent most of your time with  :)                         Just had an experience of meeting Dr. Ross Geller, the charming,lovable,geeky scientist aka paleontologist and his Sister Monica Geller ; the obsessive, competitive,neat freak, of the hilarious, FRIENDS the TV show, apparently made lively and exuberant by David Schwimmer and Courteney Cox :) Thanks a lot Harikrishnan Nair and Roshny Jagan For airing The FRIENDS show

                         Goodbyes, partings, farewells, Separations,.. everything turns us down. We tend to celebrate them as we like to treasure those last moments spent together happily. Coz there may not be another chance in life to be back at the same place, with the same people, with the same innocense of thoughts we once potrayed. We all know it well. So its always been an ecstasy to walk down those memory lanes with the turning of those Old yet fragrant albums etched with those Photographs that whisper a hell lot of tales that make us shed down tears as well as giggle and wiggle with just a glance of those :)                         Memories are always way too special as they cant just be erased outta our minds. The stay stay and stay until new and penchant memories overpower those. Still at a corner of our minds they do stay, dusty, kinda misty..still not fully dead. There's no wonder why we tend to treasure those !                         Still there are some phases o