What be you??

So Lightning struck and we realized "omg..they have categories for humans too". Ofcourse like all the other categories I make, for which I could be famous or infamous, this could make sense or not make sense, but since it hit me right now, I might as well pen or e-pen it down before it leaves my very short- short term memory.

 

The Moody Monster: The actions and thought processes of this human are entirely dependent on what they are feeling, which again, one cannot predict cause the smallest of things can trigger their mood to mars. I know so many of such people, don’t want to name them..cause you never know if they are reading this and their moods might get ticked off again. Extremes I’d say.. 😀 😛

 

The PeeAre: Always there, at the right place, at the right time, networking, passing the message, smiling and helping or pretending to help. Their ulterior motive seems to be Presence. Just Presence. Whether they do any substantial work or not, they certainly get a name just because of their presence. I have a lot of people in my batch who seem to be like that, I don’t know how much they truly work..In a country with too many people, maybe we do require such kinds as well..but then again..if everyone started working who would need PR??!

 

The AttitudeOid: They were kept waiting, they were standing in the sun, they were pushed, they had to work..Oh my gawd! Need I say more?

 

The Sensitive..Tch. : They feel bad. Just do.

 

The Practical Preacher: Sensible. *Sigh* Sometimes wayyy too much. Logic helps them..sometimes they might overdo it, to the extent of being painful creatures from questionbankland.

 

The Manipulative: Shrewd, Smart..they know how to use emotions smartly, they know when to use logic..and probably know how to twist what and whom. Might not be as negative as I make them sound.

 

DumbleDoos: They dangle, from here to there..somewhere..between thoughts and feelings..Probably all of the above categories of people have this trait, but DumbleDoos obviously overdo it, characterised by confusion or sparks of over enthusiasm..or maybe a zeal to do everything. Can be in their own world, might not care less or care too much.

 

The Zombies: Never present!

 

You are free to add your own categories, don’t ask me where I belong!

 

Pune finally Sneezes!

Yes, and how! Lovely breeze at night, twichy nose, chocolate fantasy..Prioritising..Eggs..

Thinking Music. Music strangely makes me feel like there’s some action occuring with the beats..Like the rhythm has been set to make you think about something. Or is it another excuse for distraction? Suddenly need fresh music…almost like everything is growing onto me and i want to run away from it..goo goo dolls or 3 doors down or even dil chahta hai..everything..karunesh, the doors…blah blah.

I dont know what I need now!! Heavy metal? 😦

 

Somehow I cant write everything I feel here, earlier this was the only place where I’d pour my heart out (its a different thing that not many understood..but then that never mattered)..The very fact that I’m mentioning this here is almost a self induced push to write like I used to… Or is it cause of the discovery that people who I know in reality might be reading this blog..or probably are..not that they mention much..I’d like it that way too..but …the thought of being read by some people seems so like being exposed.

 

I’ve allowed myself to live in such a way, that I’m still not comfortable about where I am, with whom I am..can’t even understand why I’m in such a..what I’d like to call " a public shell "  (I am so sure gautham is probably rolling his eyes right now)

Everything’s so different here…ok not SO different here. But I’m not sure where I am..and why do I still live in black and white..and not grey!!

No time and so much to do.

I should pat myself on the back, for not having a panic attack despite having more than ten things on my to do list, with very little time mind you,

(now i cant find that to do list!..even better)

Ok i just found it.

I am so fucked. Its not funny.

Actually not very fucked. Dunoo.

(Ofcourse I am saying this cause I haven’t even started)

Actually if you take each and every sub part I have a total of 15 things to do. And a friend to entertain for a day.

And just 4 or 5 days.

Wow.

 

 

Lost

What do you do..

Of people who don’t change?

Of stubborness inconsistent?

Of rules that have been broken?

Of decisions that must be taken?

Of conversations that have not been made…

And words that encircle your mind, and drown with the gulps and sighs? 

 

The baby is back!

So yes my laptop went to the doctor, was under observation for a couple of days..and now its back. Fitter, hopefully.

The chill has hit Kolkata…and boy..its fun bearing the breeze with indian clothes all over you

(right!)

So I’ve already decided what my wedding is going to be like, considering the amount of fights and frustrations I see in the middle of weddings (more than the fun, there seems to be some big deadline to be met each time…, I dont understand why is it then called a happy union where the entire family comes together to celebrate this union)

My wedding invitation will be in the form of a mini graphic novel, or say an animated story on  a cd..or maybe a small storyboard…

I wont get married in a city..it’ll be a town/hill station/village Anything but a city with cars, residence, traffic, blah blah

The number of guests will be limited, and the items on the menu. There shall be theme parties everyday. The naach gana will all be unplanned, unorganised and spot on..I might get married mid air.. the S300 what say 😛

And on the last day of the wedding, everyone has to donate to charity.