Well....

I get by with a little help from my friends.

It seems hard but I know that I won't be getting this set of friends who roam around in my mind all the time. I will miss them like hell when I stop looking after them, but life is not about making regrets. Its all about making these little memories... which cling like a silver foil, etching and beautifying.

I suddenly know that I am all right now. I may be a lot of things. But these moments... these memories keep me on. People will leave, but they will leave me with the memory that I will have of them. And in this fleeting life of mine that does not even matter mostly I shall have this... and I don't want any more right now.

In Search of Protection

So a certain Someone told me... Girls should be liberated enough to be protected themselves, and therefore find and get protection whenever required.

"Okay then " I said. "Lets Go."

This certain Someone walked with me tonight to find it.

Here beginneth the epic tale of Panu's Quest for the Divine Protection:

So off we went... me and my friend...

Not in the locality. That was too obvious.

So we went to anonymity.

Episode One:

Pantaloons.


Goddamit!! S said.... they have sanitary napkins but I can't bleeding find them!!

"Thats because you are looking at the cookie section."

"I swear I found them here the last time."

"You never came here before!! You said that!"

"I did at Big Bazaar! They had!"

"Fine!!"

No go. Food, tissues, detergents, pencil-rubber... every section was meticulously looked into. No protection.

Disgusted and annoyed, I approached the sales lady. She was equally clueless, and her mortified pink cheeks were festoons of our temporary withdrawal.


Episode Two:

Jeevan

Jeevan. Ah the Portal of Trusted Life. Bring me the Protection!!

We walked with happiness as the light poured forth from the wide doors. I approached cautiously, with S at my heels.

And there were Old Men.

And there were Middle Aged Women with Shawls and Glasses.

I walked away with S. The Portal of Life was closed to us.


Episode Three

The UNKNOWN STORE

Disheartened, I moved with S to the grounds where she would find a chariot home.

We walked and we walked down the empty road.

And then we heard footsteps.

Men approached.

"Whatta Bum man!"

And my Great Rage began to build up. So did my Determination. I was going to be Protected or Else!!

And then.... Then There was the Store.


Episode Four:

The Purchase

We walked to The Store. There was a Young Boy trying to buy a Cure for Cold. And we waited patiently till we were served.

And we demanded for Whisper.

And then delicately put forth our need.

And met with Perplexity.

The man stared at us and said...

" I am sorry. We do not have that brand."

Nooooooooooooo!!

To be brought this far... and Spurned!!

We were Disheartened. Our Goal seemed Far away. Far Far away.

And then the man said... "However, we do have Something Else!!"

So we made The Purchase. And we were given a concession for our efforts.

And the man Looked as we were Shielded.

And then We truimphantly went Home.

Episode Five:

The Aftermath

Now that we were well protected, we let the story unto others. Women of all times, hear our plight and Protect Thyself. For in Protection you can Rely. And in Protection you can Prevent.

And here endeth our Heroic Tale.

Dated.

Delusion and dreams. That is what is there. But its all about existence. Maybe existence is a dream. Or a delusion. Or maybe its a certainty. I am pretty non-committal that way.

Speaking of delusions, I believe randomness is delusion's hold to sanctity and sanity. What say you?

You believe otherwise. Or you might not.

From Suki...

I was perusing through Suki's blog and I came across a tag. Which basically means I am bunking work again... but its allgood. I really don't want to do most of the things that I am doing right now, one of those might read this post and allow himself a laugh at my expense. Smile, friend. I shall have the last one.

So SUKI.... AHEM.

This is the point when I say... I don't like you. Because YOU, My dear Sister-in-Law... have not BLOGROLLED Me. I do not like you I repeat.

Tag :

Ten things you wish you could say to people right now ( don’t take names)

10. Go away.

9. Leave me alone.

8. Please do the aforementioned before I get annoyed.

7. Come back.

6. Please.

5. I don't like this.

4. Do you think this is a good idea?

3. I think somebody shrunk your head a bit more than my liking. Or are you always like this?

2. Pathetic. Sad.

1. (With gleaming eyes) Should you lose weight?

NO.


Nine things about yourself

9. Bike/car rides. Especially in the middle of the night. I heart.

8. A smile. Because you are standing there with your heart in your smile, looking at me as if I am the only thing in this whole wide world.

7. No judge of character I am. I don't like evaluating people. Completely makes me feel like a dissected animal.

6. I detest backbiters. And Liars. I'm very honest. With everything. Whatever I feel, I do, I express.

5. If I like something, I tell. If I love, I don't. Queer, right? But its like that.

4. I actually believe in true love and soulmates. (Yes, right!! But still...)

3. I am very quiet when I want to be. Comfortable silences I have shared with some people and they are something that I cherish.

2. I am a people person. It means I love being with people. I like them. In general. But I am also very random. I flit. From one to another.

1. I am. Panu. Myself. Its all here and I love me. A lot.

Eight ways to win your heart

8. Just be yourself.

7. Don't lie.

6. Do something simple, but it will show you care.

5. Smile. In the way that makes me feel I am the only girl in the world.

4. Listen.

3. Talk to me. Tell me who you are.

2. Don't let me go. Because when I go, I don't return.

1. Love me. No matter what, or who, or why... just do. Don't question me. Just accept me.

Seven things that cross your mind a lot

7. Why am I here?

6. What am I doing?

5. Am I sure this is okay?

4. Did I just say too much?

3. Is he/she okay with me (this I ask my friends quite a lot)?

2. Is this what I want?

1. When will you come?

Six things you wish you never did

6. Ran away.

5. Loved somebody so deep that it hurt.

4. Trusted someone. Who was not worth it.

3. Like chocolates. You are the bane of my bod.

2. Made friends with Kaichu. I cannot accept how incredible you are. I shall kill myself of inferiority complex one day.

1. Fallen for YOU.

Five Turn offs

5. Bad breath.

4. Passivity.

3. Lost-soul dialogue.

2. Armists.

1. Acid-tongue.

Four turn ons

4. Silence. On the other side of the phone, or on the other side of the room, when I can imagine/see exactly what he feels.

3. A good perfume. Especially male ones. Denim. But I also love the smell of roses (yes, typically female... but there you go!!)... and the slight scent of cinnamon. Also of lemon. And Lavender.

2. Tattoos.

1. A grin. At a right moment. Accompanied with a little gleam off the corner of one eye.


Three things you want to do before you die

3. Bungee Jump.

2. Love like a romantic. Effing Hell!! I shall go back and jump off the nearest cliff.

1. Teach. As a prof. Put a doctor before my name.


Two smileys that describe you

=))

;)


One confession

I WANT to go to Goa. With Peep and K and P and D. Nobody else.



I tag No one. Thank you Suki.