out of the blue.

it is the darndest thing, when you want something/someone but not quite. well almost..

"And one day..when the world doesn't matter to me anymore. I may just wanna keep you for myself forever.. even if I have to kill you and stuff you "

lost

"kahan ghum ho gae ho?"


"dhoondhoge to mil jaungi"

...

"Maya!"
"You know right?"

"yes."

"How did you know what I was asking?"

"Because I do."

.....

only a life lived could be worth writing about. 

random conversations: biologically speaking

this some 'gyaan' here...(read as left brain taking over and chokeslam-ing the right brain)

slam no. 1

---"I can tell you exactly which part of the brain does what. there are specific areas which are responsible for different things. the area for motivation, the area for concentration. There are areas  where all your senses go and interact, there are areas for fear, rage, aggression, lust and unlike otherwise thought, the quest to reach ME is to reach organically...knowing your body, biologically---


slam no. 2

---"you see a particular color and say this is green or red..there is a particular phenomenon which is known as synethesia..where if shon a particular color say red...the person will say it is number 3 and so on..."

no I didn't just make this up. now I know what Penny must be going through =P

doctors know that each feeling is nothing but a chemical 'locha' somewhere yet it is seen that most docs end up marrying people in their own profession. strange are the ways of the world. 

random conversations: fallacies and failures

"You can be the world's strictest teacher."

"And that is because?"

"You take a lot of tests and no matter how someone was to perform you  fail the person".

The sad part is there is no one who is willing to undergo the test and whoever does finds out the sham that lies beneath the speciousness and runs for life.

A strict teacher hardly has pupils that stay. That like her to stay. That like her.

random conversation: something beautiful.

"at the station, train in 5 minutes"


"happy journey! tell me when you see something beautiful"


"tune FB par se profile hata dia nahin to abhi bata deta...tu ruk ab."


"abhi wapas aati hun...."


"nahin rehne de...tab sirf main nahin, sab dekhenge"

=)

random gets random-er!

[after 15 days of silence]

X: so NOW you call.

Y: yeah. thought of you.

X: kaise?

Y: was watching ALIENS vs PREDATORS.

X: =|

Y: good night! =)

X: =|

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green.

[out of the blue]


him: tu nahin hoti to main kya karta.

[taken aback]

her: main nahin hoti to koi aur hota.


[slowly but surely]


him:aisa nahin hai.

random conversation

A: मान लूँ दुआ में असर होता है,
    तो आज तुझे खुदा किया...

   ला अब मेरी ख्वाहिश पूरी कर दे,
   खुद कि खुदी से गम को जुदा कर दे!

                     

                   B: हमें खुदा ना केहना, 

                       हम उनके बन्दे भी ना हो सके;

                       बेखुदी में किसी के, खुदा को कुछ ऐसा भुलाया,

                      के ना खुदा की ख़ुशी, ना ही खुद ख़ुशी कर सके. 

tel maalish!!

[scene: bad, BAD headache, mom giving me an oil massage. ]

bhavika : [speaking out of nowhere]

mummna, you know how i'll select the guy i want to marry?

mom: how?

bhavika: i'll ask him if he can give me an oil massage. if he says yes, i'll marry him. 

random conversation : heera---panna ;)

[scene: two people in extreme climate zones talking to each other after a heart to heart session about nothing in particular]

B: hmmm...waise bhi, I should sleep, a pretty and talented girl like me does not need to cry over anything...

A: sahi kaha'
ekdum, "heera ho heera"

B: hmmm....

----after 5 minutes----

B: nahin yaar, panna hun....heera to Dev Anand hain!!

humming: panna ki tamanna hai ke, he(e)era(aa) use mil ja(aaaaa)e(aeaeae)....

lost and found.

[after eons of silence]


Y :can i say something?

X :yes.

Y: don't loose ur friends because of  strangers' rejections.
    you'll be left with nothing

X: hmm...

Y:you cant turn back if you want to, neither go forward.
   i am concerned for you 'coz you have the tendency of hurting urself unnecessarily.
   but your ego wnt allow me closer, to try and help you at  least  let me listen to you...

X:I'm the hero of the story, don't need to be saved.

[silence]


[almost a day later]


Y: good to see u laughing.

X: there is no other option, is there?

Y: yes there is,ife gives u two fingers to choose.

X: it isn't enough.

Y: anyways I meant it when I said you look good when you laugh.

X: you also said I looked good when I was angry.

Y: you'll look gud to me even if you are drenched in shit and smell like a horse.
   anyways, you should go now.


[silence]

random conversations: the breakfast dialog =P

MTV:*rote kaiko ham? ha(aaaaaaa)in.....rote kaiko ham????* 

ME:  itna ro ro ke...ha(aaaaaa)in...questions puchte kaiko ham??

MTV: *would you lie for love?* 

 ME:hain? would i? never!

       umm....

       but isn't all fair in love and war? 

    hmmm....

MTV: *he's so sexy sexy!*

ME: i'd sure lie for love ;)

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people who have been reading my blog for sometime now (people, people!!!!) have heard a lot about Vinobha. he met with an accident 2 weeks ago and has 24 stitches!!
( i wonder how that was even possible, given it is Vinobha)
this was a conversation i had with him...posting it again

[it had 0 comments (i hate unread garbage =|)]

[in the red (monstrous) volvo]

bhavika: ye dettol jaisi smell aa rahi hai na.

vinobha: haan wo swine flu hai na isilie dettol daal dia hai.

bhavika: huh?? usse kya faida hone wala hai?

[silence]

[after 10 minutes]

bhavika: ye dettol jaisi smell abhi tak aa rahi hai.

vinobha: hmm...khali hawa kyun ho isilie kuch to smell karne ke lie de rahe hain.

bhavika: nimmaji thale. :|

[location: Bangalore; date: Nov. 1st 2009]

..............................................

a star and the gray cloud.

him: u could be a star!

her: no.

       i can't shine that bright.

      

him:depends on who is looking at you...

her:i would rather be the gray cloud...

      you would love me when i come.

       you would drift in the hope i bring.

       you will cry foul when i burst out and destroy you...

       but then again...

       you will wait for me in anticipation of a havoc.

       you will miss me when i am gone

  

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reason.

"chalo am leaving."

"good bye"

 ...

"aaj kal aap mujhe rokte nahin?"
...

"rukoge?"

...

You are the reason to leave.  

I am the reason to stay. 

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random conversations: what next?

falling in love is ok.

living the romance awesome. 

it is great to want you.

but what happens after i have you?

and to this juggernaut  says:

"falling in love can be compared to climbing the everest.

 all throughout your journey you keep chanting: 

i have to climb it.

i will climb it.

i am climbing it. 

but then when you reach the top, you have no idea what to do next."

sala ab kya?? 

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magic.

her: i am in that stage in my life where i do not mind anything. i am open to everything. it is ok if it is done. am fine if it is not.

him:mujhe aise log nahin pasand hain. matlab mere bagair b guzar sakti hai. meri koi kadar nahin.

her:[silently looks at him]

[after a day]

her: maine teri ek baat ka jawab nahin dia....

him: interesting that you remember...

her: they say that you have to put in magic and  magic is created...

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random conversation: d3ath left the fly without wings

[scene: two people in opposite ends of the world, two different time zones; have this intellectual conversation]

bored 1 [having the morning cuppa' tea ]: if a fly gets it's wings cut off, would it be called a walk?

bored 2 [having the evening cuppa' tea] : naah, it will be called flied.

bored 1: hmm..

PS : the title's for those who cannot see

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we fall and how

I READ THIS LINE SOMEWHERE:

A word to the wise:

 "If you love the poetry, buy the book..

.. Don't fall for the poet"

it is so wrong to assume that the creator of  a beautiful piece of art is bound to be as beautiful or more beautiful than the art itself.

art maybe an exaggeration of a tiny fragment of his, maybe the beauty is secluded to remain till that, maybe the beauty finishes there with that fragment.

the beauty of the art remains forever, the finesse' of the artist may fade with time.

....it feels so light now....

P.S: i just wanted to record this line
....................
AND CAME ACROSS THIS :

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random conversations: the dazzler on the street!

long since i last posted a conversation.

all right this happened this morning. me, bhupi and mum  in the car.

............

background: my mom has an innate knack of describing things.

(effect lost in translation) 

she saw a girl on her scooty at the traffic signal. 

she looked at her and then turned around and said.

mom: [makes a face] look at the girl on the scooty.

         gawd she has a chain in her back pocket with three stars dangling, they are shining!!(under the sun)

        

   (and as you look at it how very scientific...stars under the sun...shining due to the light reflected...hmmm ohk back to the convo)

bhupi and me look at the girl.

moi: whoa a dazzling bum!!

laughter!!! (me and mum)
silence...

bhupi:[looking at us] he ru(a)m!!!!!(pathetic attempt to make it rhyme)

 i see stars under the sun,

a babe on move...

i see long walls with doors,

i see cheese on the moon.

blah!! who said i have to make sense =|

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