Tuesday, November 30, 2010

And the fight for you is all I've ever known..

Sometimes I wonder why we hold on to things the way we do. Why is it that we find it so hard to let go? Of what we used to know, what we thought we knew, what we wanted to believe we knew..

I know it all sounds rather convoluted.
Why would we fight for things that aren't really even on the periphery of who we are any longer?
Why would we hold on to things that do nothing but hold us back?
Why would we cling onto mere fragments of things we used to know simply because they happen to be things we used to know?!

I think it's because to some extent, things we used to know are a part of who we are today. They don't necessarily define us, but the battle scars we bear are a symbol of everything we've come through, everything we stood for, everything that led us to this moment.

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Somehow I felt this odd sort of Déjà vu when I wrote this..

Creamy white
Unlined
Untouched
Thick parchment

Fallen tears
Smudged
Flawed
Blotted imperfection

Sheer frustration
Scrunched
Crumpled
Discarded thoughts

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Songs for you, truths for me..

What is it about reality that makes it so hard for us to face? Is it the fact that it's so blatantly in-your-face that it's simply easier to ignore? Is it because we don't want to believe certain things because if we do, we'll have to rethink everything we've ever known as "the truth"? Is it because we don't want to step out of the happy little bubble we tend to live in?

I've always believed in the "grey". The disputed. The arguable. The interpretation. After all, isn't everything subjective? Isn't the point of the myriad differences that define us, to see things in our own unique way? We can't possibly all conforn to just one way of thinking.

But what do you do when reality hits you in the face? What do you do when it proves that you've been wrong all along? What do you do when there's nothing you can say or do to change it? Because no matter how much you argue it, the reality isn't really "grey", is it? It's harsh. It's painful. It's heartbreaking. But in a world full of people who bend the truth to suit themselves, it's the only thing that's still absolute...

Monday, November 8, 2010

Raindrops on Roses

I love:

1. TSRS Uncensored - school magazine and my editorial board :)
2. Bitching sessions with Siddhant, who adamantly retains that "Boys don't bitch"!
3. Cristina Yang and Meredith Grey's friendship.. "You're my person" type.
4. Audrey Hepburn movies (How to Steal a Million, Sabrina and Roman Holiday are my top 3!)
5. Dressing up. Applying, removing and then reapplying a ton of makeup and trying on a million different things before picking the right outfit
6. Kahlil Gibran
7. Being able to pick up the phone and just dial without thinking to pour my heart out. And knowing that even if they tell me I'm a world class idiot, no matter what, some people will still be there to catch me if I fall..
8. Elif Shafak's 'Forty Rules of Love'
9. School - I even love school lunch now. *sigh* the thought of graduation does that to you
10. People watching
11. One Tree Hill (Lucas Scott + Nathan Scott + The Soundtrack + the voiceovers)
12. Personification
13. Lord Byron + Tennyson + Wordsworth
14. Joshua Radin's huskily awesome songs
15. Mocha lattes and cinnamon sugar doughnuts
16. History classes with Vasavdatta ma'am :)
17. Glitter pens, coloured post its, rainbow paper clips and all kinds of cool stationery
18. Shakespearan sonnets
19. Piggy Ducky Cow
20. The fact that I'm the only person I know who can finish an entire Death by Chocolate at Sweet Obssessions
21. Dancing to songs playing in my head
22. Vanilla perfume
23. FOREVER 21 - My second home. Oh and that the guy at the counter recognizes me now. (He winks at me everytime I'm there!)
24. Pretty shoes that make you feel all princess-y
25. Procrastinating
26. Nanking - the restaurant, not the province
27. Pink bows
28. Memoirs of a Geisha- Hatsumomo's my favourite!
29. Poignant quotes that somehow sum up everything entirely and dreaming about days when somebody will feel that way about things I write! ;)
30. Lying on an endless stream of golf-course type green grass and trying to discern shapes in the clouds
31. Making lists about everything we've left to do and hoping that caramel popcorn and movie marathon day will finally come:)
32. Being told that I'm the tiniest chief in the history of chiefs- it makes me feel special :P
33. Winnie the Pooh- especially Piglet :*
34. Happy endings