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Oct. 10th, 2006 | 02:35 pm

Bye bye world :)

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Loungers Uniting

Jun. 7th, 2006 | 10:28 am
location: Lounge
mood: busybusy
music: Chasing Cars - Snow patrol

Woman? Proud, dignigified, with a thirst to change the world? Lady? Want to share your experiences in life with the world? Writer? With a passion for words, and have something to say? Maybe Martini Lounge is the place for you.

Write. Edit. Representate. Photograph. Design. Support.

The Lounge is a community by women for women with a mission to unite women all over the world. We write, we create, we design. We talk, we chat, we unite.

If you want to be part of this wonderful community, hop on over to Martini Lounge, have a look around, read the article, join the forums and do consider joining up as part of the staff. You'll love it :)

(And do say that you were referred to M-L by me, Sanjana in the form :) )

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Beginning of the end

Jun. 5th, 2006 | 05:16 pm
location: My mind's eye
mood: pensivepensive
music: Chasing Cars: Snow Patrol

On July 11th, 2003, I began what was to become Hangman's Noose.

supersam5 was darling enough to give me an invite (those were in those days when LJ needed an invite) after I pestered him for three, perhaps four days.

At that time I had just shut down my website and if you read through that entry, you'll see that I had expressed a fond hope of re-opening one again sometime later.

I have now. It's here

Livejournal has been a better part of my life for almost four years now. In the beginning I used to bitch and whine about people I know in real life interspersing random bits of philosophy however odd and naive it was. I met a pair of evil twins in my head who ended up being my muses. angiasaa left comments longer than my posts, notably on this one. That was loads of fun though. Kudos Jim. And you still haven't explained what kaydeeoh means to me ;)

I've despised (another thinly veined attack at someone I know in RL) I've cried, I've jumped up and down in glee;). I've exulted, I've gotten kicked in the balls!. I've liked, I've written, I've
pondered. I went through periods of despair, madness and I've even zoomed off in a fighter plane

I was one crazy chica!

Dreaming, travelling, questioning my beliefs...all run of the mill for my 17 year old self. Inbetween, I've cried, I've despaired, I've wondered where my life was heading. I've got into shit about this blog, I've alienated people because of it, and I have written elegies for good friends. LJ was a major part of my life for four whole years (although the last two dont really bear mentioning because it basically consisted of wishing people happy birthday (bah!) and writing about the random crappage which was my life. My seventeen year old self completely disappeared, mores the pity!)

I think I might have discovered her again. But LJ was not part of that process.

And so I made a decision. Three blogs is just too much for me to handle.

Sorry angiasaa. You were kinda right.

I've decided. Since July 11th was when I started this here blog, July 11th shall be a fitting end. I've backed up all my entries. I've relived the last four years of my life. I've gone a little crazy.

I'll continue writing for another month. Then bye bye bloggie.

(Not really. I shall continue to write at both Unprettiful and Misfit. I shall continue to update Der Pikliger Eindringling. But the Lj chapter of my life shall soon come to an end.

It's just a little bit sad.

So keep an eye out for me till July 11th. I'll be missing you guys :)

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Mothers Day

May. 17th, 2006 | 01:30 pm
location: home
mood: thankfulthankful
music: None

The latest entry in Post Secret really got me thinking.

Mothers are fantastically under-rated. She's always the woman in the background, who goes nag nag nag, who tries to shove down nutritious food down your throat, who doesn't let you leave the house until you've showered, eaten your breakfast and combed your hair. She's the one who anxiously comes and asks, "Do you think this dress makes me look fat?" who comfort-eats when she is depressed, who jumps to your defense when confronted with angry dragon dad, who allows you to do things you want, as long as you dont go beyond a limit. She's the one who taught you math, who sat and pain-stakingly quizzed you on Geography, who broke down and cried the first time you failed Physics. Mom tries to run your life but when it doesn't work, she gracefully lets go. Mom listens to your heart aches, she soothes your pain, and every night, before going to bed she calls, "Goodnight, darling. I love you!"

Or maybe that's just my mom. Tell me about yours?

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May. 14th, 2006 | 06:31 pm
location: home
mood: happyhappy
music: Yuhi chala - Swades

The unseemly and ignominious death of Arth

Don't worry. I'm not off the website scene yet.

I'm now, officially, on the web atleast, a Misfit.

Which had Wordpress installed on it. JOY!

So. You can find me there from now on :D


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Hee...old schools

May. 11th, 2006 | 10:11 pm
location: in a small place in the world!
mood: crushedcrushed
music: overwhelming noise of people shouting

I found the FAPS alumni group over at Orkut today.

God Fapites have gone all over the world.

Suddenly it has been reinforced to me how small we really are. In your own school, where you feel so damned self-important while you're there! It suddenly struck me that I dint even know everyone in my own batch, let alone the previous years batches or the batches following mine!

And thats only 1000 people.

God. Is anyone else feeling the teeming crush of humanity? I wonder how the world would have been back in the good old stone ages, where you dint know anyone outside your sphere of existence. Maybe life would have been a lot simpler then?

(About my previous post. Thanks for the suggestions...but I finally wrote on Hamas. It's for a speak-out column at a global magazine and sorry to those guys who suggested Bangalore traffic. It just doesn't figure in the global scheme of things...)
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May. 8th, 2006 | 02:23 pm
mood: crazycrazy
music: Papa dont preach: Madonna

Right. I need your help.

To all those reading this, come up with serious issues for me to work with. Please?

My article was supposed to be submitted last friday.

::sigh:: ::hangs head::

Please? Please? Pretty Please?

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The Spectator

Apr. 27th, 2006 | 09:41 pm
location: homeeeeee
mood: thoughtfulthoughtful
music: The Darkness: One Way ticket to hell...and back

When I was in first year (oh those relatively innocent years :P) I did this prose piece I think by James Addison. When I was reading his biography, I read of his journal called The Spectator, where he talked away about five characters who met up at The Gentleman's Club regularly. The stories were always told from the view of the anonymous sixth character, who was referred to only as The Spectator.

This concept intrigued me and I decided to try this out as writing and character building practice. The gentleman I'm going to talk about is fictitious, of course, but bears a strong resemblance to my dear old grandfather, who lives in Madras and delights in discoursing away to me on any topic under the sun. I never used this man in any of my stories but when I read through this today, I was surprised to find that he's as close to me now as he was when I first wrote it.

So without any further ado. Presenting to you...

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Oh dear god

Apr. 26th, 2006 | 11:46 pm
location: where i can safely crack up about inane nonsense
mood: bouncybouncy
music: blah

I've spent the last fifteen minutes cracking up over some guy's blog.

I'm not going to tell you whose, for wanting to prevent seeming like a dork.

Which I am, but nevertheless...

I'm such a pervy voyeur. Plus an exhibitionist. Never a good combination.

So who is volunteering to save me from myself?

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::cracks up::

Apr. 25th, 2006 | 09:43 am
mood: crazycrazy
music: If you come tomorroooooowwww

A laugh riot!

A thik thik thik thik thik!

God bless you Rajkumar :D

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