Rants of an incurable romantic *angst*

There are days when i discover a true love story. A real life one. Its not in a story mode. It is of two people and their pages, littered across the networks. You need the indulgence and the resolve to find it. And a good stalker brain. [Don't worry. I am a good stalker, if there is one.]

Love is not only joyous to those who live it, but to those who see it too. Its like a sun rise, a promise that somewhere in the world, good things are happening. Its like a summer rain, a relief that the things you imagine, the things you want, exists. If not with you.

It amazes my how people find happiness the most random fashions, out of nowhere. Someone calls an old class mate after six years and boom, in 20 days they decide they will spend the rest of their life together. Someone gives up on love, meets another someone in an online matrimony site, exchange emails and then proceed on a very unconventional way to matrimony. I can tell so many stories here, but they all tell amazing tales of love. And makes me wonder why its happening to all these people and not me?

I mean, i am nothing, but somewhere out there, there should be someone who is nothing too, right? Or someone who likes nothing? I am embarrassing myself.

What i am saying is, the same way these stories make me happy and hopeful, they also awakens despair and resentment. Its out there, everyone says it, but i cant find it. There is nothing called love, you live with what you get, someone says, but the hopeless, hopeless romantic in me refuse to believe that.

Today it was someone i know(who doesn't know me, much), who, after a struggling life, found his him, and i say none deserve it more than he does.

May be love is not a privilege. May be it has to be earned. May be i have always been so happy with me, i don't need someone to make me happy. May be i need to work for it. Plot. Plan. May be it really is not for everyone. May be i should stop talking now.

But so many things are wrong with me/for me right now. I cant stop wishing for this one thing to be right. And then may be, everything would align right too.

I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
-Lord Alfred Tennyson

Windows to a Woman's Mind: Things More Important Than the BF.

Before the list begins, i have to tell you a few things.

I specifically said WOMAN, not girl. Girls' minds works differently. They are more fast, sunny and colorful. Ah, i miss being the silly girl.

This is a generic post. It is not 110% right. As soon as i am granted the money, i am doing the studies.

And every woman is different.

I thank RK for asking me to do this and i am also grateful for my gazillion close and non close gal pals for the inspiration and the observation.

(I always wanted to give a speech like this!)

So,
Things More Important Than the BF/the husband/the male entity in life.

1. The Pride: This is what is more important than anything else. You cant bullshit a woman and remain in her good grades. Give Respect and earn it back.
2. The family: It might sound a bit clichéd, but is true. A woman might be independent, she might occasionally cuss those who are related to her, but, remember, Blood is always thicker than water. We don't like you when you point fingers. That's our job.
3. The Views: A woman has certain views she is adherent on. Don't try to change them. Change yourself. This is one that makes a girl different from a woman. You can mould a girl. Not a woman.
4. The GFs: Yes, the girlfriends are important. They have been there since the start of time. And they are not going anywhere. We might not hangout like we used to, bu they are there and you better love them. And we don't love you more, we just love you different.
5. The gadgets: This concerns the tech savvy girls. We love our gadgets. Don't try to take them away. Don't ridicule them. Don't ridicule us. We most definitely know more that you do. Anyways, we are always open for more.

And then there is shopping. :P

Moment of truth

Every one knows moment of truth, or Sach ka saamna, and first and foremost, this is one show i DON'T watch. But i do see the trailers in Star world (or my Alma mater, as dad says) and i wonder why people who has things to hide go on live TV to blurt those out (i have doubts about the whole series.).

So, i was thinking, if i went, i would be going almost to the end, as there are only a few secrets in my life, which are, to be frank, embarrassments only.

Then i thought of this question:

Have to ever wanted to murder your parents in slow and excruciating detail, so that you will be out of their annoying presence in your life?

Busted.

Network Hearts Do Break Like Real Ones

Today i understood how much the social networks have ingrained themselves to our life. Its the you, only better. Its the you want to be and almost can be. Teeny tiny details in your profile is as important as your accessories. The intro is as important as your clothes. The movies and books in your profile equals your grad certificate, but cooler.

That same way, the friends in your Facebook(my poison) counts. Adding someone is a whim, but deleting someone is as painful as destroying an ex's photo. You might know these people only through the network. But your heart still hurts when you delete them from network.

I didn't wanted to make a scene of it, but all these angst was burning and seeing all these people when i login was not helping.

To Chetan, i dont have anything to say to you. You are nice. Keep it up bro.

To Rudra, You are a scumbag and if i write all that i have to say to you, my blog will get a court order. Just fuck off.

To Adi, its not you dear, its all me. You will always be the best person i ever met online. I hope you have an awesome life :)

Damn, Life sucks. And then you die.

Spam me in style. (its a request)

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Seriously??

Jeez. Where are these people's imagination!

Do something creative. Entertain me. Make my heart go faster.

Try to fool me. At least pretend that you are trying.

Or you are just depressing me with your lack of imagination.

See this lady for example:

From:Princess Priscal Kiki

To:You guessed it.
My Dear,

I am writing this letter in confidence believing that if it is the wish of God for you to help me and my family, God almighty will bless and reward you abundantly and you would never regreat.

I am a female student from University of Benin ,I am 26yrs old. I like any person who can be caring, loving and home oriented,I will love to have a long-term relationship with you and to know more about you. I would like to build up a solid foundation with you in time coming if you can be able to help me in this transaction.

Well, my father died earlier two months ago and left I and my junior brother behind. My father was a king, which our town citizens titled him over sixteen years before his death.I was a princess to him and I am the only person who can take care of his wealth now because my junior brother is still young and my mother is not literate enough to know all my father's wealth.
My father left the sum of USD $4.5 Million (four million,five hundred thousand US Dollars)in a security company .This money was annually paid into my late fathers account by NNPC and SHELL companies operating in our locality for the compensation of youth and community development in our jurisdiction.

I don't know how and what I will do to invest this money somewhere in abroad, so that my father's kindred will not take over what belongs to my father and our family, which they were planning to do without my present because I am a female as stated by our culture in the town.

Now,i urgently need your humble assistance to help me move this money from the security company to your country, That is why I felt happy when I saw your contact because I strongly believe that by the grace of God, you will help me invest this money wisely.

I am ready to pay 40% of the total amount to you if you help us in this transaction and another 10% interest of Annual After Income to you after handling the expenses should there be any in the course of moving the money to your country.If you can handle this project sincerely and also willing to assist me in lifting this fund from the security company,you shall never regret in your life for assisting me.
Please, note that this transaction is 100% risk free and I hope to commence the transaction as quick as possible.You can contact me in my private email: kikipriscal84@yahoo.com

Yours sincerely,

PRINCESS Priscal Kiki

Now there is a Princess, damsel, in distress. Your moment to man up and do the deed to save the lady. Thank god i dont have the basic qualification to man up, or who knows, this would be our happily ever after.

And this is how you entertain. I was sorry for her plight, heck as interested to help out, and MORE(wink wink).

I can really imagine princess priscal /rascal Kiki. And she's cute. Isn't she?

Zoom..Click..Spring!

I have no idea if its spring or not now a days in this parts of india, but its so full of flowers! They say its post-monsoon or something(wiki, my guru), but i dont care. Its so really really beautiful, i couldn't help zapping some pics with the Elmo, and then i couldn't help showing it off. :P

All of you, suckers, [especially those who use samsung monte(god i hate that phone!)] DIE of envy! :P

I need to figure out a way to do blogging from Elmo. But activating airtel MMS in the phone is no good idea as i latches on to net and download all my junk mails. Sheesh.

*thinking*

Dog Love

Today I saw MARLEY AND ME. I know its a bit late seeing this. Trust me, usually I dont miss such pep movies. I haven't seen terminator-the-last yet, but I dont want that with Chris Bale and without Arnold Shwatwashisname. But I do watch romcom aka Jennifer Aniston.
So, I read the excerpt of Marley and me earlier and found that a bit meh. Dog and couple, usual fun, blah blah blah. And I decided I am not watching that. Big mistake. If someone comes to flick me for that, i'll gladly place my head in any position you might want me to. So what I was telling was, I missed one of the best pet movies ever made over a rash decision. And today, I was bored and looking for something on tv and I happened upon Marley and me. It had started a few minutes ago, but I decided i'll see it anyhow.
First I thought this too would be one of those film in which the dog talks in gruff voices, acts goofy and saves some ass. You know, the kind of dogs we never have. The ones we have are adorable at times, trying otherwise, disobeying, too hungry and always climbing on body when you wear a new dress. Exactly like marlay. I laughed a lot. Remembered my old dogs, and Rocky, and cried a whole lot towards the end. Its terrible when your dog passes away. Been there. I wont wish that on anyone. Especially because no one gets why you are sad and crying so much. They go like- "Dog died?Thats sad. But why dont you get a new one?". No one gets it.
The whole movie was about a normal(he might seem crazy, but all my dogs were exact same) dog through the eyes of a normal dog owner. The film touches you somewhere deep. The same place that makes you cover the dog's tablets in jam and buys him chocolate when you are at the supermarket counter.
After credit roll, I regretted ever raising my voice at rocky and resisting his ploys to get me to play with him. All I wanted to do was go out, find him and give him a fierce hug and chase him when he runs around with my chappal. Motivated, I found him chewing on a new bone at the backyard. I went and nudged him and said 'hey Rock!'. My dog looked at me, in anger, fiercely protective of his bone(like i am gonna at it), and says 'Grrr..'.

Yeah. Thats about all the dog love I can get until that bone is history. :p

Mosbied.

I've been watching How I Met Your Mother for a long time now. Bro introduced me to the funny-but-relateable gang last year and i'd been curious. Nay, more than that. I love it.
Off all of them, Barney was always my guy. The womaniser. His magnanimous quotes and cute similis, I could always relate to him. The most depraved but yet the most child at heart. I am that in my gang. Though compared to the lion that is Barney am like this rat. A lab one at that.
Oh, am going off track here. So back to Mosby. I didnt liked the guy much. He is just a minor loser. Yeah. Concentrate on that word. LOSER.
Now imagine my dismay when I realised my life, mostly and sadly is like his.
This so going to be a sorrow train ride. Step out if you dont want the tea in my pity party.
I was watching the show in tv, season four, episode second last or third, I guess. Ted lost his job. He dont have any. Well, nice. I'll see him at this club of ours, for the unemployed super awesome freaks. He is trying self employment and working from home. Like me too. Yay! Without any success too. Yeah.
Then there is the romantic side of the guy. He waits for this amazing thing to sweep in and make him feel complete. Get in the damn line. And also he doesn't know what he is looking for, and is according to me, really lazy. Pretty lame that line is, eh?
Well, there is the fact that he lives in new-freakin-york and me in a place only some in tax department knows.
Anyway in major fronts, i've been been as lame and unmotivated as ted has been, in dealing with the clusterfuck that is also my life. But I know Ted's life will get better soon. He'll meet the Mother, have kids with her (meh) and live in this beautiful home. I only hope mine gets half as good. :-)

Happy and Gay!

Is it me reading gay romance fiction and watching Just Say Love(beautiful film by the way, I wish I had seen the play), or do these two look totally gay? (Apart from the boobs, of course.)

Two days, two movies and Sonam Kapoor

Sonam Kapoor is one of my favourite bollywood actress amongst the current lot. Hadn't seen much of her films except the first abysmal one, Sawariya, but to me, she comes off as a warm, genuine not so stuffed person, unlike the others. Also, i'd admire anyone who has the will power to lose 30 pounds.
So, in yesterday and today, I watched two of her latest films, thought i'd do a review of those. Since two films have collected enough sledge to sink the Titanic without the iceberg, I thought i'd do it in points. You know, to appear less boring.

I HATE LUV STORYS

1. I am going to start on how ridiculous the title is. Everyone has done it before me, but my blog, my say. I hate when people say LUV. Its definitely not a cute version of love.
2. Imran Khan. I hate his mamu, but I do like mamu's acting. The nephew can act as good as a skate board. And Arjun Rampal. Casting a cat would've made the pairing cuter.
3. The plot of this is film is like the grand canyon. The gaps are huge. But unlike the canyon, not so awesome.
4. I dont know his name, but the cute dude from sprite ad was wonderful :D. Even his dialogues were awesome. And to make a point, the hot-crazy graph is Barney's. But almost everything in the film is a copy, so, meh.
5. I thought the whole idea of love story in the background of film industry would be awesome, but they ruined it with too much cliche. Can there be too much cliche? Yes, this film is the answer to that question. Way too much to go down in two hours. So, comes straight back up. Sounds awful na? It was.
6. Music - really good. My taste.

AISHA

1. Chicflick. You can never have too much of chicflick.
2. Looks like Emma, feels like Emma. And what not to like about Emma? Except that you've seen it before. Loved it!
3. Abhay Deol. I love this guy. If there is a Jane Austen hero material (subtle, strong and silent) amongst current bolly-boys, its him.
4. Casting of this film should get a whole new award. Kya kamal kiya hai. Everyone is good in the character's shoes. Even the new ones.)
5. Loved the climax. The director could've made it tacky, I thought it was going to be almost tacky, but it is really nice. After the I Hate Luv Storys tack overdose, I needed this film.
6. Its a lovable film. Its chicflick, its emma, its a happily ever after, but we admire so many western romcoms, is this much worse?

That brings an end to my blab. But I didnt talked about Sonam. Loved her in Aisha. Charismatic, classy and in character. About her role in I hate I hate luv storys(that was not a typo), no actor is better than the script, so, its as good as the whole thing. Tad better, since am a fan.