Unfinished Books

So, now when my little brother left for Rajasthan and I am again all to myself in Delhi, I am thinking to arrange my treasure of books/novels/magazines that lie stuffed in a couple of heavy bags. With about 5 major pending errands in my present life (whatever that means!), I really had to work hard to settle down on one. Among washing clothes (2 week stock), rearranging the house, checking and managing my kitchen, reading about Web 2.0 (very important), sulking about the whys and why-the-hells, I chose the book thing. Good. I now have a focus.

But this has to be done tomorrow, however. Today I’m brooding over everything in particular and nothing in general. Now, that is a dangerous thing to do. It leads to more incoherence. Still, I do it all the time. You just can’t help some things, right?

Coming back to the book stint (I lost focus again! I hate it!), I came through this link about the books you can’t finish. Sounds interesting and I suddenly realized that there really are a number of claimed best sellers that I just-just-just couldn't finish. The list below is of what lies in one of those bags half-used and half-touched. Yes I like to buy all the books I wish to read; gives me a feeling of proud possession. (Off the records, I hate to lend my books and I mention it everywhere, like here, to avoid eager and irresponsible friends.) But this habit is an expensive one and I have a number of such books lying useless.
So here the list is, please vote and confirm your choices too.

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There are a few more but I can’t even remember the names, and that explains why they lie unfinished. Generally, if I like a book I try to finish it as quickly as my schedule allows. I have just finished “The Kite Runner” by Khaled Hosseini – an engaging story. Looking out for my next read. Any suggestions?





Adi Crazy

My Tarot Reading...

...for a creepy question-obviously about me-really left me excited about something. (About what, I'll discover later). It was recommended highly by a couple of my friends - have a look at the page here.

My ques: Where is life heading?

Answer to Single Card Reading (Good for specific answers):

My Card: Death/Rebirth (awww...!)

Briefly:

The slate will be wiped clean for a fresh start. There will be none of the old left, so a whole new approach needs to be established before true renewal can take place. Sometimes when we draw this card, major events seems to unfold around us that challenge our thinking and our direction in life.Full Reading: This shows a grim reaper and a white rose at the same time. The Sun is setting in the background of the card, indicating the end of daylight hours. This is the card of endings, renewal and transformation of the highest order. The slate will be wiped clean for a fresh start. There will be none of the old left, so a whole new approach needs to be established before true renewal can take place. Sometimes when we draw this card, major events seems to unfold around us that challenge our thinking and our direction in life. Sometimes an unpleasant event shows us the way to a new path. This may seem traumatic at the time, but it is also saying that the old ways are no longer valid, or of value in your new life.

It is time to cast aside whatever is hindering your progress in life and make a whole new start. Turn the leaf, sow new seeds, wear new clothes, change your appearance, move house, leave that boring job and get out there and dance. Life can end at any moment for any of us, so it is how wisely we spend our time here that really matters. You can still be serious about some aspects of your life, but leave plenty of room open for fun and for spontaneity. When we are on our death-bed, we will wish we had kicked up our heels more often, been more carefree, eaten more ice-cream, danced longer, sang out loud and showed others how much we love them. Don't wait till then, do it now, while you are alive and still kicking.

SCARY, isn't it? hehehe....

Giving-Up Day!

Friday Saturday Sunday. Valentines Day. Birthday. Holiday. Republic Day. Aids Day. Women's Day. Red Nose Day. Her Day. His Day. Every-Dog's-Day. And today is my (exclusively!) Giving Up Day. To start with, I tore the dull and lump planner that stuck to my wall. Now, there's no scary yellow colored thing to remind me of how short I am falling of my own plans. Cool! Next, I carefully forgot to switch on my cell phone; it won’t be bringing unwanted calls all the freaking time. Poor thing. I also guiltlessly forgot to undertake any activity that used to spell r-e-s-p-o-n-s-i-b-i-l-i-t-y for me. Wow! Toady is the day when I am going to look all the so called challenges and fights in the eye and singing to them “nay nay nay na na!” I wish I could explain how good it feels. But stupidly I admit, I can’t. But what I can tell you is that sometimes it is just right to give up. Yes, it is easy to follow the directions we set for ourselves; its easy to give ourselves to the cause of achievements. Trust me, it is easy. It is easy because we don’t question ourselves. Because we don’t dare to step out off the running track and rest a bit, fearing to lose. We fail to understand that we are not here to win a race, or to crush competition. And amidst all this, we forget to enjoy the cheering, the gush of wind in our face, the fun of running. Ugh! It really is sad. I have decided to come out of my shell and enjoy the turns life takes, without fighting with it. It took me time, but I am now all set to say no to creepy responsibilities – I wish they listen. (giggle) These responsibilities have taken up too much of my time, my energy. Also my sense of being me (I exaggerate a bit, I apologize). Toady when I celebrate “Giving-Up-Day” and raise a toast to myself, I feel lighter by a thousand kilos. The unbearable load of stones sewn into my pockets exists no more - I have changed into a red designer dress. It feels good. Try it sometime and you’ll thanks me for a day as easy as giving advice. But let me warn you, it is not going to be easy. It is just one day, but will require a hell lot of balls. We have learned to carry our grief and silly responsibilities in a backpack, and after we learned that, we closed our minds. This backpack has become our identity and it goes wherever we go, or more likely, wherever our mind goes. This backpack keeps us from thinking freely, living freely and makes each one of us ashamed of ourselves at times when the hearts tries to take the drivers seat. I admit that there will be a few of us who don’t and wont agree to all the shit I’m writing here. Poor people, they haven’t yet realized that they are in the highest danger zone – they find solace in their tied-up lives. They are happy making no efforts to live. To them I would to say “I am sorry for you darlingz. The editing rights all mine”. Giving up requires strength my friends (Siddhu style). You either have it or you don’t. Just too bad. So here I am, happy, a lil’ high, celebrating my newly earned relaxed-state-of-mind and I am oh-so-much loving it! :D Long live the one day giving up spirit!! (Who knows tomorrow I might be cribbing about the Monday Blues and celebrate No-Monday-for-Me-Day) Adi Crazy

Bitch..?

Talk about the innest lingo. There are many I use fondly too, but there's a special one. BITCH. Abuse, obscene and derogatory. Derogatory?? okay, we'll decide that later. Just came across this awesome e-greeting on yahoo and was appalled to realize how easily I related to it!! Ouch!! Well, I am sure its not for me though (lol) but I still like it a lot- The greeting. Have a look and let me know. :D Tried having a pic of that animated girl here...But am not too much savvy with this blog thing as yet. That greeting made me think. Today, almost everyone around me uses the word frequently (frequency depends).

As a kid, it used to be a word that made me flinch. "It is something bad, never to be spoken"- I made a rule. But in high school, and then in college I seemed to forget all rules. My family debates it is the effect of staying in a metro. (giggle) Well, I am not sold to the reason. It is more of an individual thing, I guess. I think there's nothing bad in using the word (literally meaning a female dog) but I am careful in the presence of elder people. Cliched...I know. (grin).

I am generally a friendly person (Aquarian trait) and you'll rarely see me alone. I like crowds and I looooove parties. I know how to keep secrets and I know the difference between sympathy and empathy. On a whole, I consider myself a good friend. (You might want a second opinion). But the fact I found the e-greeting so attractive and so like-me, I am zapped. What I understand is, the word is a slang. Alright. But is it derogatory? NO, I guess.

I enjoy being a bitch at times. Times when you have to teach a lesson to someone who never returns your treasured books (I stole them from her house when her mom was the only one present in the house), times when your roomie thinks its her duty to use all your cosmetics (I presented her with a set of cheap ones, she got the hint), times when people give missed calls and expect you to call back 3 times a day- only to discover that they are free and can have a chit chat (I never call back, but that's after being a fool 20/25. What else?), etc...

Coming back to bitch, I also like the song Bitch by Rolling Stones and it goes like-

"Feeling so tired, can't understand it Just had a fortnight's sleep

I'm feeling so shot, I'm so distracted

Ain't touched a thing all week

I'm feeling drunk, juiced up and sloppy

Ain't touched a drink all night

I'm feeling hungry, can't see the reason

Just ate a horse meat pie

Yeah when you call my name

I salivate like a Pavlov dog

Yeah when you lay me out

My heart is beating louder than a big bass drum,

alright Yeah,

you got to mix it child

You got to fix it must be love

It's a bitch

You got to mix it child

You got to fix it but love

It's a bitch, alright..."

That reminds me of this woman X who was mi friend's roomie and mi poor friend, who otherwise had a victory record for female contaverciess, has had real tough times dealing with household issues with miss X. She had a hand written poster in her cluttered room which quoted the famous lines - "Life is a bitch and then you die, so F*#K 'em all and let's get high!" :)

Uff! a whole post over and the concept is still not clear!

Anywayz, who cares!! lolzzz

Adi Crazy

What’s your color?

Holi has just passed; I have red-pink ears, thanks to my brutal friends. I love colors. I love the sweets. I love the dance. I love the loud music. I love the only festival where you don’t have to rake your brain about what the F*#K to wear. And, since my stay in Delhi, I have suddenly started loving Holi (or any festival for that matter) simply because it is a holiday. And as every holiday, I packed my rucksack and rushed home. Time to give a break to all my problems; they’ve been working over time now. Time to be LOUD and have some CRAZY fun. Wow! I am loving it. I am somehow in a mood to discuss colors today, so I dedicate this post to colors. Many people believe that colors have powers, I am one of them. Colors can influence your mood and your emotions. A stereotypical start: My favorite color is Red. Evidence: 3/4th of my wardrobe is filled with (Cluttered is the word) red outfits. (No red trousers, phlueeez) On a bad day, when my spirits are down in a dump, wearing red cheers me. Weird, I know. But some believes are hard to shake off. Moving on, here is what I think of other colors. Not like you want to know (smile), but because I want to explain. Its about me, right? So read on. Note: explanation is according to my preference. Black: I associate black with power, elegance, formality and obviously - mystery. Where it relates to depth, It also has a negative connotation (blacklist, black humor, 'black death'). A black suit or dress can make you look thinner. (That’s not for me though!) Also, you will notice that a black or gray background makes other colors stand out. Black contrasts well with bright colors. When I am not in red, I am in black. Blue The color of the sky and sea; it is a clam color. Also associated with depth. Blue, to me, stands for the nice things in life like trust, loyalty, wisdom, intelligence, faith, tranquility and heaven. I generally like the color, but hate drinks that are blue colored. Eek! I see that blue is famous among men, a safe color I guess. For some reasons, I haven’t come across men that are experimental with colors. Its always the blacks, blues and grays for them. How boring. Green The official color of nature which stands for growth, freshness, fertility and safety. Green has great healing power and it suggests stability and endurance. Aqua green soothes the eyes and is relaxing. Green, in traffic signals, opposes Red and implies safety. I think Green makes you look vibrant, especially bottle green. Dark green is also associated with money; I’m sure people like it! Pink I think Pink is a quiet color. I associate it with feelings of romance, caring, tenderness, self-worth and budding love. Going a lil’ bit far, I think Pink is for platonic love, the love of fairy-tales, a love that is bound to come true. Pink is a dream, which is relished. Sprinkle some pink hues on you when you need calmness and acceptance, not to forget, romance. It’s one feminine color that I like. And finally, Red Color of blood, passion and the raw side of life. Red is an emotional color. It is associated with energy, war, danger, strength, power, determination, desire and love. Red makes you stand out, owing to its very high visibility. Or me, Red always lift my spirits up and make me feel energized. Red strikes the eyes making you an instant stand-out in a party. Oh I love Red. (“Lady in Red” is one of my favorites) Now, time for some action. Cast your votes on the following poll and lemmi know what is the HOT favorite color.

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