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I am: dreaming a messy, beautiful heap of dreams.

I think: about how relative life is. Some days go by so quickly; some days they stay so long; most times, they crumble and fit into, the last verses of a song.

I know: that everything changes; that nothing is stronger than the pull of unfinished business

I want: a world with beautiful beaches, forests, and walkways; a place that is safe enough for a mother to take her children out late at night and sit on a pavement watching stars.

I have: had a very solid, beautiful life thus far, and a strong possibility that the story's going to continue this way

I wish: that everyone lives and dies happy. Also, that smoking is banned from the world. AND..I travel more

I hate: I’m trying not to hate anything anymore. But I seriously dislike cynicism, pessimism, dishonesty, pettiness, and a judgmental attitude. And smoking.

I miss: my days of pure innocence and the Bombay of my childhood.

I fear: Fear. Or that I’ll get cancer because of second hand smoke.

I feel: slothful and weak, and very proud of myself.

I hear: the phone ring.

I smell: sexy, I think. I’d get drawn to me.

I crave: a nice warm bed and a soothing massage, especially on my back.

I search: for my story; and for a sound way to get people to stop smoking.

I wonder: how incredible this world is! For every thought, there’s a sponsor. Also the limitless ways in which people can be self-destructive. (Ring a bell? SMOKERS?)

I regret: nothing

I love: poetry, babies, Bombay, mom, dad, books, sea, rain, water, fire, drizzle on a mountain top, view of the mountains, having a fizzy drink on the deck of a ship, rustling of silk, great clothes, a flat stomach, toned body, beautiful faces, the capacity of any living being to unlearn, forgive and move on, sharp stationery, Saturday Nights, Friday afternoons, the feeling of a job well done, bright prospects, festivals, movies, drives on an open road, giving rides to strangers, yellow flowers, ginger tea, good coffee, determination, discipline

I ache: hence, the craving for the back rub

I care: therefore I am

I am not: as weak or stupid as I’m made out to be; also not as inept a cook as I think I am

I believe: there’s more good than bad in the world; there are no coincidences; in karma; that everything’s born from something positive

I dance: fabulously when I don’t have an audience or a partner

I sing: lullabies pretty well

I cry: usually at sunset or at night, when I remember……

I don’t always: like the people I hang around with; forget a slight

I fight: only when I’m pushed to the corner; not always fair

I write: when an idea takes over and compels me

I win: in ways that are beyond my comprehension

I lose: hasn’t happened yet yeah…that’s true. :-)

I never: walk out of a movie; divulge secrets;

I always: try to get people to be more optimistic. I’m pretty unbearable that way. Read the prologue of a book, try to create a picture of what I’m reading; watch every movie until the very end – until the credits roll

I confuse: the good stuff with the important stuff

I listen: to the hum of self-absorption mostly

I can usually be found: with a cup of chai, in a supine position, thinking about the sea and the rain, or walking, or reading or writing

I am scared: of the notion that someday fear will immobilize me regarding something

I need: nothing. Everything that’s right for me, comes my way.

I am happy about: pretty much everything, but mostly about the future

I imagine: that I must have been a mermaid some time; that in the future I’m really rich and powerful with a fantastic apartment on the 150th floor of a building; and a yacht where my daughter learns sailing; that I have written a story that changes people; that I have my own personal rain god

Comments

Ashwat said…
I think this is an amazing blog. Really good style.
I scribble here said…
hey that was the best tag ever .. really.. loved ur words
Paradox Philic said…
Wonderfully written!
:)
Just Me said…
Everything great, except why do u hate SMOKERS so much!!!!!!!! & I didnt know the extent till today....

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