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cURIOSITY cHILLED the cAT

19 Aug

Well, while you all were blogging [these last few days, and I *grudgingly* wasn’t], I was having fun [wishful thinking]. Nahh… Not exactly. I missed my blog-world a lot as it’s MORE real here than the real pathetic can’t-live-like-this-any-longer-but-hafta life that I’m living but I swear I’m not complaining. So I was thinking – wishfully and otherwise – and wondering a lot, kind of making hay while the internet’s down.

“chilled” not KILLED aaaargh

…and VOILA, here are 5 questions [wonderings???] which will fit into my “MY 5”.

The first Question: If you see a dead spider in a web —> Would you call it a suicide or a heinous murder?

The second Question: While going through a writer’s block, if you write about it [you know kind of explanatory notes and turn it into a post in your blog] —-> Would you still have had a writer’s block?

The third Question:  When I confess being a hypocrite —> Would I be “An Honest Person”or “A Hypocrite”? The same goes with confession of being a Liar I guess… What am I to believe if someone comes to me and says—> “I lie”. Hmmm… [Emmm maybe show him or her a bed to lie on? /\_0/]

The fourth Question: I put heaps of make-up [layer on layer] so that I can walk out with a “natural” look… I really DO practise this and I’d like to know why…

The final Question: Why are my friends and family always right when I am wrong? Maybe my “wrong” is actually right and their “right” is in fact wrong. But, it never happens that way… WHY?

Image source:

http://cartondock.deviantart.com/art/Curiosity-Killed-The-Cat-274866003.S.

P.S. ~still very very much wondering~

 

oN a dAY liKE tHIS

12 Aug

on a [SAD] day like this

On a day like this, when I wake up I want to go right back to sleep. There was a time when I looked forward to Sundays so much that I couldn’t even sleep the previous night. Sleeplessness is still there but the reason has changed from anticipation to anxiety.

On a day like this, I look out for a greener pasture. Maybe, if I weren’t *single*…..

 

On a day like this, I remember one of my buddies who got married at 17. We all, i.e. her friends, knew it was a disaster. We were wrong. She was married to a gem of a person. 5 years later, she thought we were actually right. It came as a BIG shock for us, the friends. At 23 she filed for a divorce. As soon as the divorce got through – practically on the same day – she got married again. She didn’t live a single life even for a day. Apparently she could no longer be happy with a Gem of a person, she moved to metal – a platinum of a person. We all, i.e. her friends, didn’t know what it was. We were in a shock and aftershock simultaneously.

 
She confessed to us, the friends, how much she loved Platinum and how real it was. We, the friends, agreed later when we realised how happy she was with Platinum. My friend in context is more like “Mary” from “There’s Something About Mary” [She attracts men like flies]. She confessed [more discreetly this time] to me, the friend, about getting into the second marriage way too quick. I resisted the urge to say “I told you so.”

 

 

On a day like this, I remember her second confession. Her second confession had a hint of  “If only I were single….” but obviously nowhere did it mean “I’m sad I’m married”.

On a day like this, I know no matter what we are, where we are, who we are, we do linger on the “What ifs….”. Not only because we are sad but also because the grass may always look greener on the other side.

 

Image Source:

http://s63.photobucket.com/albums/h127/kmlander247/?action=view¤t=sad-sad-kitty.jpg&newest=1

 http://www.kinoshot.ru/film/melodrama/page/5/

http://www.demotivation.us/the-grass-is-always-greener-1258824.html

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