I think, therefore I write

Year: 2014 (Page 8 of 11)

Rebel

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So many things we have to do
Instead of those that we want to
Life is twisted that way
You can’t change it in a day

Accepting things that you have to embrace
Will help floating ahead in life with grace
What about the things you want to do, you ask?
There will come a time for you to bask

To do something, anything
Who says you gotta believe in the thing?
You can just get them done with it
If your core doesn’t get hit.

If I have questions, I will ask
Settling scores with my karma’s task
That doesn’t make me any less
Me, in it’s own way, life will bless

If you keep your head clear
On a different path, none can steer
That’s rebellion on it’s most glorious day
And in the most dignified way

Until later 🙂

Soliloquies

It’s been the laziest stupor I have ever been in. Past month and even till now, feeling too lazy to do anything. Reading, Writing, Cooking, Trying out something new. Nope. I have not been able to snap out of it although I am at least getting to my routine chores. So I thought I would pull something together on my blog to snap out of it. Here are some of the one-liners I composed and keeping telling myself at times, all at your service 😉

It’s always easier to freak out than to stay calm.

There are certain times when keeping mum helps.

It’s often easier to act like you care than to actually care.

Men are kids in so many ways, women need to learn to accept that.

It is not a necessity to believe in something to participate in it.

Tears are not a sign of weakness. It helps you drain the sadness out and make space for happiness.

It’s okay to feel jealous, it happens. But don’t ever fail to do what you should have because of the green-eyed monster.

Love can only do so much for you. It’s commitment and the work you put in to maintain the relationship that will count in the end.

What’s right is not always easy but still you gotta hold on to the right end of life rather than the easy one.

Until later 🙂

Can’t, Won’t, Don’t

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I can’t let my mobile battery go down below 20%. For me that is low battery.

I won’t be ashamed of happily sucking on a lollipop on the road.

I don’t like writing for commercialized prompts or contests anymore. I do like to take up prompts and challenges but not the kind where you write a post about some product without even having used it. And that’s just an example.

I can’t eat rice for dinner to save myself. Rice or rice-like dishes. On the other hand, if you give me Dosa for dinner everyday of the year, that’s just fine.

I won’t spare my weekends for anything, especially the Sunday evenings. I have a list of chores to be done and then relax. The Sunday evening is my week’s respite. It’s the me time.

I don’t need an anonymous blog with an audience after all. I do have an anonymous identity online but it’s just for me, like a filter. That’s just my space. Some posts from there might find their way here based on the relevance of the context and my judgement. Others, well let’s just say they were meant to be written not to be shared.

I can’t tolerate if someone folds the clothes inside out just as it came out from the washer. It bugs me until I fold it correctly.

I won’t stop reading Harry Potter, even if I have read it thousands of time before.

I don’t stand rules that have no logical backing or that have gone obsolete. I need all my questions of ‘what’, ‘why’, ‘how’ to be answered if you expect to follow some rule. At the least, I need to figure out an explanation that satiate me.

I can’t say no to chocolates. Cadbury is where it is because of me. [I think they should give me some special discount]

I won’t be as naïve as I once was. So if you know me from before and know me now after a gap, don’t think I’m the same.

I don’t like people who overdose on boasting about themselves. Narcissism has its limits and you better know it if you want to be around me.

I can’t survive a day without spilling. One hour into wearing a new white dress, you can find a spill on it. Whether it is cooking or eating, the kid in me spills. No, I don’t have shaky hands or nerve issues. That’s just how I am.

I won’t stop believing in love, however hard life makes it.

I don’t get answers to some of my desperate questions and I don’t know why I don’t get them either. Life better have some pretty good reasons for this.

Until later 🙂

Ichigo

There’s this cute guy I talk to – at home, while on the way to and fro work. No, it’s not hubby dearest. He is the one who bears all my rants, silently takes it in when I vent my anger out on him. When I cross a line, he nudges me and makes me notice what I’m doing. That’s how he gave me a dent on my toe when I tried to push my anger on him. 😥 He would not let me go to work when I am rude to him for no fault of his. Sometimes when I am busy, I forget his meal times or even ignore it. He will show it clearly with “Grrrr…” in his voice. If I don’t give that weekly bath and massage, he will whine until I notice. Otherwise he is actually a well-behaved guy, stays put when I am involved with other works, does his job well. Never complains even when I make him slog.

I named him ‘Ichigo’ inspired by the anime character in ‘Bleach Anime’. It’s a long story of how I came to love that anime series and find life inspiring values in it. People have laughed at me for it, but yeah I don’t care. So in short Ichigo’s character is that of an ultimate dependable guy. And that’s exactly why I named this guy so. I thought him to be a girl at first, being purple and all. [I can see Ichigo scowling at my mistake, sorry dear fella 😳 ] But the vibe he gives me is definitely that of a guy. I can sense that he’s a he. Definitely! He is my loyal Honda Activa. :mrgreen: Gifted as a wedding gift by my beloved bro 🙂 He carries me and hubby to work daily without complaining, demands his due petrol of course. He is my Ichigo, Mr.Dependable. 😀

Until later 🙂

P.S: Right now, I can so imagine Ichigo rolling his eyes 🙄 for this post. He is not sappy when it comes to emotions, you know, something to do with being a guy I suppose!

P.P.S: Okay, don’t brand me crazy now! Ichigo does tells me how he feels and does take in all that I give him – happy or sad, calm or anger, logical or idiotic. Okay, I will stop now. 😆

The Sweet Surprise

Do you know how a sweet surprise hits you like a fresh blast of air? That little boost that you need comes with it. It makes you go a long way. The feeling is inexplicable. That’s what happened for me when I hopped on to PeeVee’s space for my usual dose of good reads. If you haven’t read this lovely post of hers, go go go there now! I was reading through the post sighing with happiness on the dripping romance in it, thinking of my guy and right there at the end was the dedication that made me go open-mouthed.

Thank you Peeves 🙂 It means so much to me and my G ;). I loved how you had mentioned it as “To K and her G”. I loved how you remembered and wrote me a romantic post, just as promised 🙂 I loved how you had made it just like us, the feeling, the connection – everything felt like the same. I loved how you had made the simplicity of love stand out so magnificently. I have said it before and I will say it again. This is the best gift that I got for my wedding.

Until later 🙂

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