An obiter dictum

When you want-to-be/feel alone, with a head-full of thoughts, its time for some silent musings, some personal cerebrations, some place to put down your thoughts- may be to come back to them, read, ponder and wonder at the flights of fantasy of humans! Carry on to read some persuasions of a weird mind ;-)

Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Birthday Colours !

a fwd. mail . . .
It said my B'day colour is Navy Blue and this is what Navy Blue stands for:

You are attractive, and love your life. You have a strong feeling towards everything. And very easily distracted. Once you get angry at someone, it's hard for you to forgive them.


Wow! that was one helluva description of myself

Monday, May 30, 2005

Too much on her mind

was rummaging thru' the blogdom and came across Ithilwyn's blog; has a passion to write, very organised writings and touching too! Oh and by the way she is the featured blogger on blogdrive lately :)

Here is her latest post {wrote my heart out in much better way than I could have}
Too much on my mind.

Okay, I need to vent a bit. Or something. Maybe it won't really be venting, but I need to express myself here in order to organize my thoughts.First of all, there is a scene in this one movie I like, Center Stage, where one of the ballet instructors tells a rebellious young student that when things get tough, she needs to come back "here" (placing her hand on the practice bar). That practice room was a place of safety, of serenity. That's what journalling is for me. It's like my home base. When things don't go well, or even when things do, this is where I end up.Writing has always been so essential to me. I've kept a journal since I was ten! Over the years, I've learned to express in my writing what I am unable to get out in any other way. It is the outlet for all the things I want to say but can't. It's also my catharsis. I don't express my emotions often...at least I don't think so. I keep things bottled up, and while those who know me well can tell when I'm upset about something, I don't broadcast it to the world or even talk through things with the people who do notice. Instead, I come here, or to my paper journal, and I write about it. This is how I deal with my feelings, whatever they are. Here I can process through things and deal with them without having to worry about offending anyone (typically, though it has been known to happen) or getting any really weird advice or even good advice that I'm just not ready for.Maybe it's not such a good thing, this internalization of everything. It makes me seem strong without really being strong. It makes it difficult to really open up to people and be honest with them about how I feel. It makes me avoid confrontation. There are so many times that I feel hurt or angry, and I just let it pass. Typically, I just get over the feeling, move on and forget about it. The benefit of this whole process is that I can move on and not hold any resentment or regret. It makes me wonder if it's really all that bad--to be able to let go of the petty things and work past them without upsetting anyone but myself. (I guess I should insert here that I do know how to deal with confrontation when necessary, when it's a really big issue. I'm just always concerned about rocking the boat if it's something that is just me, just something I need to deal with and surrender.) Writing is always my prefered way of dealing with anything, whether it's simply working it out in my journal, or writing a note or email to someone. I can say things in writing to a person that I'm just not comfortable saying in person. Granted, a lot of what I write does not come anywhere near this kind of depth, but the only way I can get to that depth and feel comfortable sharing that way is to build and develop this method of communication over time.I know that I need to work on being able to actually talk things through with people. I know that it will eventually be necessary to formulate words, to be able to speak what I'm thinking. But for now, the best way to really get to know me is to read me. This is me. It's at least the way that I see myself, and I can't be more honest than sharing with you the image I have of me.

Sunday, May 29, 2005

Things to learn from dogs !

from personal convictions, fwd. mails and random websites...
their apparent triviality makes them all the more beautiful for me to live up to them.

* Never pass up an opportunity to go for a ride in the car.

* Allow the experience of fresh air and wind in your face to be pure ecstasy.

* When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.

* When it is in your best interest, practice obedience.

* Let other's know when they've invaded your territory.

* Take naps and stretch before rising.

* Run, romp, and play daily.

* Eat with gusto and enthusiasm.

* Be loyal.

* Never pretend to be something you're not.

* If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.

* When someone is having a bad day, sit close and nuzzle them gently.

* Thrive on attention and let people touch you.

* Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.

* On hot days, drink lots of water and lay under a shady tree.

* No matter how often you're scolded, buy into the guilt thing and pout...run right back and make friends.

* Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.

Saturday, May 21, 2005

Late Night Wishes

[well late night or early morning or wateverrr . . . . ]

"its 4:30 (am) ... me wondering -- a sweetly silly girl, snuggled up in her sheets, in some silken night dress, all dreamy abt her life n career, wishing biig things to come her way .. sleeping tight ... (she is) partly sweet, partly funny ..(I) would say mostly silly .... missed by a few ... cherished by many ... she must have already had most of her goodnite sleep ... just some hours remaining. . . .. .... wishing those to be her deepest, cosiest, snuggest and most satisfying early morning sleep and then a lovely day ahead... .. "

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

The art of kissing!

So was kissing described on one of the sites (oh which by the way I stumbled upon while googling about the 'art of french kissing') in this amusing sentence: Kissing is to teen life what baseball is to America. How very true ;)

The other day I had read ALL the articles on media.orkut and felt the some a few were written exceptionally well, the art of french kissing being one of them. I primarily wanted to put down that article here but then thought may be before writing about it, I'll get more knowledgeable myself [of course, theoretically ;;)]. Hence went around googling this, and came up with some genuine good reads :)

Links, which I think, are worth your time:
Kissing Books
FAQ on Kissing by teenadvice.com
Kissing Tips, Techniques and resources.
Kissing.com

Last but not the least,take this quiz to know if you are a good kisser!!!! Pretty long but amusing and interesting one- i'd say insightful too! Oh by the way my quiz results- "Your score is 78. You are a casanova in the making. Keep practicing and you'll soon be the best of the best of the best!"

please apply to my yahoo ID for candidature for practising. Some tongue never killed anyone!

Saturday, May 14, 2005

NIGHT

[sent by her in mail]

When the moon shines bright,
And the stars take their place upright,
In the silent darkness of the night,
It's definitely a wonderful sight.

The maiden comes along the waves,
Seek the beauty of night she prays,
But men asleep and none to bother,
The rhythm divine and her nonchalant behavior.

She runs from here and there until,
Her hair gets woven in the waters still,
From the falls of the dark mountains,
She whisper loud and clear even in rains.

She wants to be everybody's dream,
She wants to run like a pure stream,
And send across the message of love,
To people like a white dove......

But as the sun shines again at dawn,
With vibrant charisma and rhythm divine,
Her beauty sinks down in ocean blue,
And leaves the imprints on the sands for you.


......sitting by the window at night

thinking .... of many things.