Sunday, October 25, 2009



I want to honeymoon in Ladakh, I have decided.

I just have.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

love is short, forgetting lasts long.

My life grows tired, hungry to no purpose.
I love what I do not have. You are so far.
My loathing wrestles with the slow twilights.
But night comes and starts to sing to me.

The moon turns its clockwork dream.
The biggest stars look at me with your eyes.
And as I love you, the pines in the wind
want to sing your name with their leaves of wire.





Tuesday, October 13, 2009

So I finished reading Chetan Bhagat's latest "2 States : the story of my marriage". now see under normal circumstances I would never appraise Bhagat for his writing skills, but I will definitely give credit, where credit is due. It's a fun read, it gains points for being funny where it loses out on originality.

I am completely biased to this book of his since its about his wife, a tamilian brahmin from chennai. So I can say that the jabs he takes at "my" people are completely justified!!

Also, I have been born and brought up in delhi, so the pot shots taken at "my other people" - the punjabis, are not completely over the top either.

read it, if you have the time, for the one liners. Bollywood should make this one a movie.

Thanks Danish, a good read. Keep 'em coming.

P.s. I went shopping. proper shopping, Bag shoes clothes, the works!! I knw the world celebrates children and mothers, but we need fathers too :)

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Have you noticed how we all fall in love, most of us rather constantly?

Have you also noticed how we fall in love with most impossible people? We don't fall in love with the girl who saves us a seat on the bus, who cares when we fall ill, we don't fall in love with the guy whose world we light up when we merely walk into the room. No, We do not.

But we do fall in love with the man who doesn't know we exist, the man who'll probably never come around to feeling that we do.

You know why we do what we do?

'Cause.....

The Laws of Love, Which lay down who is to be loved by whom, and how much. Actually, it isn’t a law, a theorem, because those have some basis. It is an axiom. No reason, no argument, just that it is.


P.s. Can't think of a title for ths one, got any ideas?