Monthly Archives: October 2016

Little bets

Do you keep “little bets” with yourself? They seem so childish – but I always catch myself betting something against something!

  • If this works out – I’m going to do that.
  • If I find that perfect shoe – I’m going to buy that dress I fell in love with.
  • If he texts me first – he likes me too.

And you know…

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Here’s to the lucky ones!

I loathe festivals. I LOVE the festive spirit all over with Diwali round the corner – the neighborhood is all decked up with decor and all the shops look lighted and welcoming. I totally feel delighted up until the actual day of the festival – decorating our place, shopping, cooking, lighting lamps – I hate the particular day of Diwali. It’s like, anticipation is better than arrival.

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We made these gel sparkly candles. Pretty, aren’t they? 🙂

Invariably, we have no one to celebrate Diwali with us any year. Mum is at native – she can’t travel. We don’t have the time to travel to her place. Almost all friends leave for hometowns and it just gets so lonely. It sucks to be alone on festivals, especially Diwali.

I’m still okay to be alone on a Valentine’s Day (not that okay, but you get the idea, right?) – not Diwali. That’s meant to be spent with people. Growing up too, Diwali (including all other festivals too) used to be boring.

Shucks.

I realize there are way more unfortunate people than us in the world. Without a doubt, if there’s one thing we have learned out of all struggles of life is – to be grateful in all times.

To all those who have friends, family and loved ones to celebrate life with you – I hope you know you’re super lucky, guys.

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When you can’t relate to your own self

Do you ever shiver thinking of the challenges you’ve overcome?

I mean, when I recall or am reminded of the hardships we faced in our lives – I cannot even believe we survived it.  It’s like, there was a clone who went through all of these horrid experiences and then suddenly it’s us today. All new and with no (visible) traces of agony.

Do your very own past struggles seem so alien to you now – that you can’t relate to yourself? Sure, some memories fade. It’s not just about that. It’s not about faint memories you can’t remember. It’s about how you can’t imagine – you – the same you you see every day in the mirror- emerged alive from those seemingly never-ending struggles and daylight horrors of a dysfunctional family (or whatever you defined as hell.)

 

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Have you been there? Where you finally know what hell must be like? [Image:Crosswalk.com]

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The deal with swearing

So here’s the thing (I feel) about swearing. Don’t overuse it. When you starting saying qtiyapa, bullship, fudge you, excessively in day-to-day conversations (read: in every other sentence you speak) – it loses its effectiveness.

I mean, for me, if you remark “what qtiyapa!” – then the matter HAS to be 100% pure BS. Nothing short of it.

If the situation calls for it – I’ll give you a (mental/virtual) high-five on saying “what qtiyapanti!”.

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As soon as I sense that you’re simply throwing around this highly valuable and irreplaceable cuss word – you lose a bit of my respect.

Swear words lose their quintessential sting if used overtly. Plus, people will start to believe your vocabulary is real poor. (Now, no worries if you don’t mind people thinking that about you.)

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