Mixie of posts

For the past few days I've been trying to get a half decent post out...If u had access to my blogger id and password you will see that I have many drafts for various topics in my inbox...ranging from "Arranged Marriages (the finer aspects)", , "My First Boyfriend (if you can call it that)", "The Face of Terror", "My attempt at poetry", "Liquid Courage" and many more...

Sadly, all of these topics are incomplete since I am having writer's block and words are failing me..I'm unable to put a decent introduction/ purpose for the post, a middle and an end together!! So I thought the best solution would be to mix all these drafts into one post..such that its OK that I only write a few lines about each topic!!! (muahahahhaha...I'm clever like that!! :)) So here goes...

"Arranged Marriages (the finer aspects)" - While I'm completely at peace with the idea of an arranged marriage..the thought of sharing my very large double bed (which I have gotten VERY used to sleeping on alone) with pretty much a random dude scares the living crap out of me...I mean..we all make weird bodily sounds in the privacy of our own room...be it leaving trumpet like farts in the morning..worse still..the real stinky ones which hit you in the face as soon as u pass it...snoring loudly..talking in your sleep..or just drooling all over your pillow in your sleep...
Just the fact that I have to be wary of all these actions and act in a controlled manner - Not that I personally admit to all of them (ok..maybe a couple) is very unnerving...


"My First Boyfriend (if you can call it that)" - I had my first boyfriend when I was in school...in the 10th standard...not that the word boyfriend meant much in those days..it just meant...extended / late night phone conversations...canteen treats (5Rs for a samosa) and hanging out during lunch break...Best / Worst part is (depending on how u look at it)...I don't think I even liked the guy that much when I started going around...and as lame as it sounds I sort of said yes to him only cos all my other friends were going around...I remember me and my best friend started going around the same day..November 14th (Amidst Children's Day celebrations at school:) Thankfully...my "relationship" lasted a grand total of 3 months! :)

"My idea of poetry" - Surfing through random blogs I see such beautiful poems being written..The play on words adopted by some writers is mind boggling and more often than not I wish I could write like them...Sadly even if my life depended on it..I could never put together such thought provoking, heart rendering poems ...I swear I took a stab at it..I tried to pen my thoughts on "serious" topics like 'Meaning of Life' and 'Love Broke' ... But somehow I ended up borrowing lines from songs :((Time of your life - Green Day for the former and Bleeding Love - Leona Lewis for the latter) Then I tried my luck at writing funny poems...but somewhere it got stuck in my head that I have to make the words rhyme :( So finally my poem - if you can call it that (sounds more like TR dialogues) ended up sounding like this:

If you do kusu
Then you will kill kosu!!!!!!!!!!!

I did manage to write a couple more..but didn't see the point in embarrassing myself any further..

I do have a couple of more drafts in my inbox which I hope will eventually materialise into a full fledged post one day...So I think I will end here for now...

morons!

If I wr 2 rite lyk dis wud it nt piz u off? nuthng pizs (!!) me off mre wen I c ppl rite lyk dis. 4 da lyf of me I cnnot undrstnd y ne1 in der rite mnd wud waste mre tme riting lyk dis instd of usng prpr englsh splngs nd gud grmtical sntncs!!!

Dere r a milln kidz out dere who sufr frm dyslexia and den dere r thse who chooze 2 rite lyk dis intntionly! Dey dsrve a gud kck up der AZZ!!!!

xxx-friend....

I dont have any guy friends of my own in Chennai..The ones i do know and hang out with....are all husbands / boy friends of my girlfriends...And while I adore them completely...its not quite the same case as when I used to live in Blore a couple of years ago....I miss having guy-friends of my own...

Some people are of the belief that Men and Women can never be just friends...A la "When Harry met Sally"...But I say bollocks to that...I have tons (ok maybe not tons but more than a couple) of male friends whom I find hot as hell and whom I've NEVER thought of romantically...

Mind you these guys are a catch and are of the kind to will never let me pay everytime we go out...never let me drive back home alone in the night...Will always follow me in their own car and patiently wait outside till I have entered my house...will walk behind me in any crowded public gathering looking all macho and body guard like just so that no asshole will grope me...will encourage all my drunken escapades...Will know wat to say or do to make me smile on those rare days I;m in a fuck all mood...Will buy me meaningful presents on my bday (the CD i said i loved in passing when we were window shopping one lazy sunday afternoon)...

So this post is dedicated to the 3 maadus in blore...I miss u guys! :(