Of Banging Doors and Privacy

It is such a ritual for people to bang my door shut. Because they know I like my space and privacy. But sometimes,its ok for me to keep the door open and let someone walk in.. Just sometimes.

I am not lonely. I choose to be by myself. Because that's how I like it. Sure,I have loads of friends,we all do. But I like my time with self.

New Year. New Days. A Change

Happy New Year!
I was suffering from a major technological crunch and was almost back to stone age( if I may say so myself). But I am all ok now.
Back to college, same old things, applications, all of that jazz..
But 2013, seems to be a better year. I know it is.
There is a change, in me, in my belief system
To put it all in a nutshell(also because I don't feel like writing much), I am one lucky girl.

No morals, no learnings, I am just one happy-go-lucky girl. 

Im on the right track, baby I was born this way.....

Travel-O-thon

So here I sit at the airport, with awful Wifi, at a table for 4. I am the only one here as of now with a bunch of heavy winter coats, camera bags and empty chairs. My fellow travellers seemed to have found better things to do ;two of them have gone to get themselves pampered at a massage station whereas the third one(and this is just so weird) managed to find a friend at the airport and the two of them decide to go for a walk. A FRIEND! AT THE AIRPORT! WHO DOES THAT???
Anyway, that leaves me at his random coffee shop, with my lappy and a million other things to mind. Ah Well, such is life...
So after much thinking( 20 minutes to be precise), I have come to the conclusion that I prefer travelling alone, by myself. No, its not like I hate people or hate company, in fact I am pretty much the "people's person" but all this minding bag business,waiting for them to finish security, and generally all this "oh we are going together" excitement is just so blah!
Maybe I should try and look forward to this trip, in fact I am very excited. So much that I have already had two random fights at the airport with weird people( as per a friends,that is a good sign so...)

Small Joys That Make My Day

I am a non-believer. At least I was until today morning. They say if you wish for something with your heart and soul, all the powers of the universe will come together and make that wish come true. I wished for something and it came true.

The small joys of life that I experienced today, whether it was turning in that 4884 worded thesis( which was just 1500 the previous night) or watching the half smiling moon look at me... Or maybe lighting those two candles at Mount Mary and genuinely feeling at peace...Or something to do with capturing some adorable memories with fun people...These tiny things bring a ray of hope to the dullest days...Days where I hadn't slept the night or eaten right during the day...Or days when I am just not myself...These tiny things just bring back that smile...

Moral of the story is looking for happiness in the smallest of ways, that will keep your day going...:)

I shouldn't be writing this right now...

I really shouldn't!
I have so much to do , it is not even funny. Talk about awful Monday nights leading to terrible Tuesday mornings...Yuck!
But I needed to get my mind off the "newspaper reports, PPTs, assignments" and the worst, phone calls.

I was having a conversation with a friend when I spoke about Lists. And I realized how much I categorize people. I (apparently) have the following lists (as said in multiple phone calls)
1. People I have to meet
2. People I don't have to meet
3. People I need to completely avoid ( this includes Whatsapp, FB, Twitter, Gtalk,Calls, Sms)
4. My favorite people
5. My not so favorite people

And there are many more. But just these five are so funny. Isn't it pretty obvious that number 2,3 and 5 are the same people? But no, they are not! Many a times, people I don't want to meet can be my favorite people. People I need to avoid can be the people I have to meet. Like that, there a million permutations and combinations, if I may say so myself!

Ah nevertheless, people will be people, I will be me and this world is a strange place!

Moral of the story: I can't think of any wise words of wisdom so never mind!

Back from the dead?!

So here is the deal...

X and Y are really good friends. X is generally more sorted with respect to life and future but a very messed up individual when it comes to personal life and relationships.
Y is the queen of relationships and a very people person but in terms of general life, messed up.
Hence X and Y are great friends. They kind of make up for each other's differences, fill in the blanks sorts. So then one fine day Y decides to disappear into thin air. Poof! Gone! And X is left wondering now what... So X tries to contact Y but nothing works. For over a month Y is gone and X is hearing all kinds of things from Z, who happens to be in touch with Y. Whatever!
X decides to move on with life, do the things on the list because hey, that's what alphabets do...!
And then, one fine day, Y is back! Back from the dead!! And X is not the same anymore because life goes on...

OK besides the fact that at the above is an awful allegory, the point I was trying to make is that you don't disappear and then come back hoping all is the same. That never works. In theatre, usually when there is a blackout in the scene, its a sign that things are going to change. And when the lights are back on, things are not the same. So as an audience, am I to sulk that things changed or should I try and put the pieces together,accept it, move on and enjoy the show? Life is the same, people need to realize. I think there should be a tonic,which should be given in daily doses for moments of epiphany. Its is needed! The need of the hour! So as mentioned in a previous post, I don't want to be the bad guy with no fault of my own!

I think it is about time that the bubble bursts,for most people. Life moves on,it is never stagnant. Change is the only permanent thing !

Moral of the story is that although I have some duties as a friend, I am some duties to myself as an individual as well. And life goes on, no matter what...

Of Santas and Finding Friends..:)

So today happened to be one of the most amazing days ever... It started off with me sleeping through the morning. In my world, believe me, sleeping is a very big deal! It then continued into,what maybe, one of my most awesome memorable days in this course...A Bollywood theme Christmas party and revealing secret Santa...:)

I had really been excited about my secret Santa. I had no idea who it was and I was avoiding the guessing and putting the two and two together business. Surprises are always better! And more fun! 
Amidst all the mad dancing in hall 6, I had someone come and give me a card...And the cover was of me and my awesome Santa. Turned out to be a really close friend! And that just made me feel all the more special! Friendship is such a beautiful thing, friends are such awesome people. And I think the best sorts of friends are the ones who know for very little time but they seem to know you so well. They know of your excitement over small things like cards and notes, they know of your nerdyness over Harry Potter but above all they know these tiny bits about you that you have never spoken about! Friends really are great and my secret Santa/ awesome friend is the greatest of them all...:D

I am also glad I was a good Secret Santa. My secret baby came running to me from one end of the room because she was so happy. And that really made my day! So with a great Bollywood outfit, some mad music, crazy dancing and some crazy friends, my day was beyond awesome,it was phenomenal..:D

Moral of the story is that  a Bollywoodish/filmy type day is nice! Bollywood adds glitter to the dullest of days..:D