Showing posts with label Crazy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Crazy. Show all posts

Monday, 1 February 2016

Fond











it wasn't perfect
it was a broken mess
a rubble of jealous fires
and stolen glances
angry kisses and
endless chances

I was quite fond of him.

Still am.



It wasn't great, but it was!

.:ayda:.

Saturday, 1 March 2014

HORN PLEASE!


Ever since the time I turned 18 (not a long while ago) people around me have time and again ridiculed me on not knowing how to ride a two-wheeler. Apparently the modern independent woman should know how to rule the roads too. Although to me it is trivial, yet I succumbed to the pressures and took driving lessons for both two and four-wheelers.
But all my worst nightmares came true the day I ventured into the roads! Oh My God!! It was like venturing into the Well-of-Death (one of those famous attractions of an Indian Circus a decade ago) literally with sure-shot recipes put in to make sure the motive is achieved. The space of wide roads are more than halved by street vendors and mindless civilians’ parked cars with no sense of any intelligent alignment of parking. You don’t have any clue where to squeeze into in case there is another vehicle demanding space.

Of course there is no footpath because that has been converted to a flea market, so pedestrians are walking on the roads and cars that apply their right to use them too are yelled at time and again! It is the best place to learn the choicest of expletives if you know what I mean ;)
There are buses and autos which would be going at 60-70 kmph and would suddenly come to a halt without any proper notice to pick up passengers even if it isn’t a proper stand or depot they are standing at. And the unfortunate train of vehicles behind these buses and autos are expected to read their minds and forecast their every halt and apply caution accordingly!!

Road rules are obsolete, nobody cares about them nowadays. The most  irritating of all is that often women are criticised and blamed of most accidents because apparently they are naïve and will never get how to properly drive but it is mostly men that I have observed acting like over-smart know-it-alls causing accidents!!! They should know better than to throw stones when they themselves live in glass houses.
Out of the thousand other anomalies and idiosyncrasies that only the Indian driver can pull, the most common and hilarious of all these is people trying to look like Pros blaring their horns and rendering everyone around deaf, while stuck in the middle of the roads. For instance there’s a mile long jam, you are stuck and nowhere to move, neither the one before you nor the one ahead of him yet you would stick your hand right on the horn (with full force that too) somehow thinking inside your weird mind the jam will vanish!
The logic behind the story of the Indian Road escapes me. Cows and dogs have made it their home, beggars have made it their office, kids have decided that that is their stadium, where the hell will vehicles go then? To top it all, people are so lazy that they do not even bother to turn their heads while backing a car or entering into a new road from a cut. They have decided to put traffic rules in the dumpster and the only thing that their miraculous brains have planned to process is ‘HORN PLEASE!’

My my my who wants to be a modern independent woman now, if this is what it takes? Not me for sure.


LOVE :)
Endless honking and Constant blaring!!

ADITI

Sunday, 16 February 2014

WOMANIYA


Ever since I first heard the song ‘Womaniya’ from the infamous and critically-acclaimed movie ‘Gangs of Wasseypur’ I have been entranced by it and I think it will be safe to say that it is not the case with me alone, just the other day I saw this video of 7 Korean girls looking all chic and sexy dancing away to the same number! So yes it has spread to the international stage (who would have imagined a rusty monotone of a song to spread thus) and what’s more is that the word is catching on slowly but surely!

Some of the leading newspapers did an article on it which I did read to quench my curiosity (I’ve always had a thing for the unconventional) but I was easily disappointed, the writer strictly stuck to fashion and how the word is relevant to the industry. “But of course not!! That just could not be all”, I thought to myself and in a whirlwind of thoughts Womaniya was instantly linked to The Modern Multi-faceted Female who has grown ever-more complicated than before and I know I know the guys are thinking “could it get anymore tangled than this?”, but who doesn’t love a good puzzle? I know the ladies do and wouldn’t it be a shameful waste of their mettle if there were no one to give them a run for their money ;)

Ummm yeah!! So coming back to the task of finding the depth of the word that is ‘Womaniya’, she only could be a perfect cocktail of rare talents. A girl who is demure yet dares to follow her dreams, someone who is fanciful yet fearless, she is the one whom the world would now and then label as bizarre but that won’t shake her beliefs. She’s the one to sing out loud while cooking on peachy mornings and follow her heart wherever it takes to. She’s the girl with a book at the cafe round the corner sitting all by herself enjoying her space. She is passionate, headstrong and quirky with a taste for adventure.

She walks bare-feet on wet grass, dances through the night, she has a secret checklist of ‘things-to-do before I die’ and while she’s out there looking so carefree, that’s the only constant thing on the top of her mind. She knows her responsibilities and totally rocks them; she’s a liberal (not a feminist) but always knows where to draw the line. She is easily awed by an odd piece of jewelery at a thrift store or the sight of the season’s first showers. She cries while watching a movie and laughs in between tears of sadness. Crazy, adorable and crafty she knows exactly what she wants but sometimes even she eludes herself. She switches from being hot to cool to sassy when she pleases! And though she has fallen countless times she has always gotten back up and survived, never giving up on Hope. She loves a little romance, maybe even a walk by the beach but her life doesn’t depend on it. She is unchained and unique, never the one to shy away from a challenge. She is content with her fallacies and won’t let anyone tell her otherwise. Perfect in her imperfections, undaunted, uninhibited- she’s a Womaniya.

Two-three years from now when the notion would have caught on everyone would be looking for her but it won’t be that easy because she’s one in a million. With a heart of gold and a character so bold (it’s more than what you all are actually thinking!) not everyone can keep up with her. She isn’t exemplary of anything neither does she tries to, she is just SHE.


RESPECT J
Smoky eyes and cowboy boots!

ADITI