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OR is it

17 Jan

A toothache…

dull yet lingering…

A dentist’s invitation?

via Daily Prompt: Invitation

Meek Confession

16 Jan

I am and will always remain an aspiring writer.  I’m too scared to write what I really want to write, and so I write generic stuff.  Writing topically will never get me there, yes I know.  I wonder what it would be like to strip myself bare and write all that’s to be written… what would then remain of me…?  What scares me… my words or how my words may be (mis)judged?

At times, I have dared to bare my soul but I always stop myself halfway or rather within a quarter.  Then I start polishing the language until it becomes generic and so it will always be… :sigh:  Some day, I shall be strong.  One day, I shall write like I don’t care.  That day I shall become a writer in true sense….

Until then…

Let me talk about my movie marathon with a film-fanatic-friend [FFF].  This FFF and I are now estranged… we’ve lost touch… we’ve cut ties or rather I think I did the honour of cutting ties with him.  Well, last time we saw each other we reminisced our movie marathon era… it was either his place, his films and my chips or the other way round… “films” was the only bond between us and so our filmy bond was flimsy and flitting…

All that now remains is the memory of the bygone movie marathon memory!!!

via Daily Prompt: Marathon

Unseen Ambiance

15 Jan

The sparkle, the glimmer… a message for an estranged family member!!!

The Exquisite Unseen, for though a picture may speak a thousand words… will it do justice to the unseen ambiance?

right-lights

Unseen [Exquisite] Ambiance

Ambience

via Daily Prompt: Unseen

DO i smell BEER :)

6 Sep

Confession of a teetotaler: Bear with me, I smell beer.

I don’t mean I can smell beer around the house or on someone, I can smell beer on myself. The question may thus arise: Why?? How??? A teetotaler??? LOL????

Confession of a single Girl: I am a teetotaler.

Being a teetotaler could be one reason why I have been able to retain my singlehood. I mean how else can an intoxicated drop-dead-lady-in-red gorgeous girl survive being single…. :ahems:

TO all my polar opposite binge beer-drinking compatriots, I love each one of you… plus apologies if the barrels above aren’t pouring beer already [I wanted them to, errr].

Which brings me back to my first confession. I am smelling beer. Another apologies, this time to the members of AA who might have had to fight the temptation just because I’m smelling beer. I know what such little triggers can do ~ I was addicted to smoking, still am… managed to stay clean for the last 2 years :swells with pride:

So why do I smell beer? No, not only because my sense of smell is extraordinary… thank you.

Because, actually I had a beer-shower today. Why? Some friends stayed over last night guzzling drinking beer and the leftover was too much to throw away. They cost money… duh!!! Sorry, -another- actually Beer is a natural errr man-made natural conditioner and I’ve read it somewhere that it lightens your hair. No, I am not aiming to become a blonde [but then again being a drop dead hot blonde can always be a gorgeous option]. Well, mine’s a mane you’d want to have for yourself. I have straight silky hair and I have had them even before straighteners became a must. At times these too-tamed tresses get on my nerve and this is when experiments happen [not always are my experiments conditioneral].

Besides if you’ve been a teetotaler and intend to be one, all your life, there are times like today [for me] when you want to break the rules and try to smell like someone who’s drenched in beer – which is almost what I did today. The attention I got was amazing. I thought looks was all that mattered :sigh: one’s gotta smell beer too… :another sigh:

…and it’s time to wash my hair, with water this time 😉

will post the result if I don’t forget</blockquote

Weekly Writing challenge: A Few of My Favourite Things

5 Sep

– A Few of My almost-Favourite Things

Yesterday, when I first saw the topic for this week’s writing challenge, I smiled to myself because it made my heart go “Oh, it’s going to be easy…” Then I clicked -Add New Post- and have been staring at the computer ever since [besides it’s staring back at me].

I have so many favourites that I’m shocked at not finding anything that can be included in A Few of My Favourite Things. When did this transition from too-many-to-pick-from to nothing-at-all take place? How did I let this happen? Which/ What and Where are A Few of My Favourite Things???

The more I thought of this topic, the further down I went into my past.  And then I realised when it had all started –> the detachment.

One of My almost Favourite Things I remember as a child was postcards. By 11 I was a proud owner of a little more than a hundred of these sent by people from all over the world to any and all in my family. It didn’t matter to me, whether the messages at the back were meant for me…. they always ended up in my treasure box. One day when I returned home from school, a little bird told me that someone had hideously burned my collection up in flames. Oh, how I cried myself to sleep that night!! Ever since, I haven’t been able to pin *favourite* on things the way it was then, with my postcards.

Over the years, it’s indeed been a bit too difficult for me to point out my favourite things and mean it from the bottom of  my scarred heart. I had and still have many favourite things, in passing, which is why my friends and family can write out  this list at the drop of a hat. But for me, I’ve fought the hurt and tried to label *favourite* in a few things being mentioned here.

1. PERFUMES

one of my FAVOURITE things

Being a person who loves to drool in the past [and daydream into future], I have developed this obsession of associating my memories with fragrance. Every heartbreak, every new job, every new twist and turn in my life have been accompanied with a smell… All my almost-empty bottles from my teenage years till the day I left home were neatly put in a shelf back at my parents’ house. I don’t know if it’s still intact, though. After leaving my family home, I’ve been practically living my life out of a suitcase. These days, if I want to travel back in time I go to a perfume shop and sniff the memory I want to relive and that’s it.

2. DIARIES

a few of my FAVOURITE things

Knowing how much I love to write… diaries, notebooks, writing pads make ideal gifts for everyone to present me. As the scars of yester-years began to fill, these bundles of wonder have become one of my favourite things, too. It’s a must for a loner like me, a single by choice like m and simply-wonderful person LIKE ME.

EARRINGS

too lazy to assemble my pieces & take a pic… not mine

My recent favourite, this one began when I shaved my head in 2010, I began sporting earrings. Up until last year, earrings may rightly be called theee favourite thing. I don’t go out without one, even though the hair’s grown longer. I love the way these danglers dangle in my earlobe-less ears and make me feel like a woman.

4. MINESWEEPER

I had to mention *minesweeper* because it always gets left out. Saying I play this little meaningless computer game a lot is an understatement. I’m obsessed with *minesweeper*. The first application I ever downloaded on my i-touch was *minesweeper* and the same later with my iphone. Just had to get this out –> it’s one of the Few of My Favourite Things, anyway. [Having Gael watch me play minesweeper is an added advantage].

Image Source:

Diary Picture: http://linedjournals.com/lined-leather-journals.html

Earrings:  http://fashiontrendsandcolor.com/2012/06/fashion-jewelry-2012-pictures-and-trends/

saying YES to NO ~ a sequel

2 Sep

“I really wish I was less of a thinking man and more of a fool not afraid of rejection.”
– Billy Joel

I am not a negative person but many a times saying NO can be theee most positive thing. I have learned it from past experiences ~ a lesson learned the hard way. If you have had difficulties saying NO, you’re not alone. BUT for people used to saying “NO” easily, this post may not “go down” that easily.

As far as I am concerned, I still have difficulties saying “NO” partly because I’m worried how the recipient may feel. Rejection is a scary thing, not only to receive but to give as well.

trying to…

Let us first understand WHEN to say NO:

Obviously when you don’t want to say YES [sick!! I know]

Sometimes we say “Yes” despite wanting to say “NO” because we think we can protect the one we love by saying “Yes” we are protecting our loved one from feeling hurt or offended. It’s a good thing to say “Yes” to Mom’s cookies when you’re full and it’s perfectly all right to nibble on them until you can thank her for the spare tire around your belly area, in the years to come. This is more like “Honesty is NOT ALWAYS the best policy”.

BUT when the person who’s going to get hurt is YOU, that’s when it’s time to say “NO”.

Now HOW to say NO:

Once you learn when it’s time to say NO, you must know how to say it. I’ve always known when to say NO, it’s easy to identify when to say NO but it’s difficult to pin down on HOW to say it. Because let’s face it, you may earn a “selfish” label or a “self-centred” label once you start using NO. The best way is to make excuse. Let’s try it.

http://www.wikihow.com/Say-No-Respectfully

Pretty good advice, I am working on Points 2, 4, 5 and 7.

If you aren’t strong enough [read: if you are as weak as the blogger here], you can practice putting up a blank expression or a frown to say NO. Also, you can pretend not to hear and walk away before the speaker repeats himself/ herself. Just get up and get away from the environment that’s forcing you to say NO, it obviously isn’t a good environment to linger around.

WHAT to do after saying NO:

If your heart thumps like mine after I say NO, well.. personally I think it’s pathetic. But heart’s a heart’s a heart ~ one’s gotta be nice to one’s heart. So let it thump and come back to its normal beat. Once you say NO, don’t regret it. Your NO may not always be right but we all learn through trials and errors. I’ve lost few so-called pals over the years because they couldn’t see me beyond my NO. I wonder if it’s a big loss, though.

Also note that when you say no, it might attract some “labels”. Don’t worry about them. As long as you’re comfortable with your NO, there’s no need to worry about whatever names it may bring you. If people give you names for your NO, ask yourself “Is it worth having them around?” As simple as that.

…errr well… I guess that’s how you can find the “balance”…

Weekly Photo Challenge: Free Spirit

2 Sep

Yesterday, I posted 2 of my photos as my interpretation of the *FREE SPIRIT*.

Today’s submission is more in line with http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2012/08/31/weekly-photo-challenge-free-spirit/

“…..To capture this idea of the free spirit, I would suggest breaking some rules. Sometimes it is necessary to overexpose a frame slightly and point the lens to the sun for a bit of glare to capture that sense of a different, free, moving reality….”

free element.. free flow.. free spirit…

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