Saturday, October 31, 2009


Remember the night when we had a blackout in the city, it was just you and me alone for hours. You kept me entertained, made me laugh until I fell asleep beside you. Not once did you make me realize the loneliness I felt inside. That night, I didn’t let go of you for a minute.

And I miss you. Those numerous trips we made together, the times you calmed me down on a flight when it took off and landed, the times you put me to sleep to make time go by quicker. You always gave me all your attention. We were one and nobody could tear us apart… You knew me in ways no one else did.

I know there were times I treated you wrong. I ignored you because of my work and friends. But I promise you, there wasn’t a day that went by when I didn’t think of you.

I miss your body and the way I could see myself in you. Your skin so smooth, I’d hate to take my hands off you. I remember how your body always got so cold when winter came in and how warm it got when I’d hold you close. Just once more…I want to run my hands over you and watch you light up with every touch.

I cried when I saw your lifeless body lying there. I wept when they told me there was nothing they could do to save you. I wanted them to feel just how much I need you in my life. I pleaded with them to try just once more. But they just held my hand and told me I had to bid you my final goodbye.

Maybe this is the way it was meant to end. I dreamt of my children playing with you. Oh how I would tell them the things you have done for me. You were better to me than I was to myself. You carried for me my bad memories, my tears and my smiles. You added to my every joy.
No matter who comes into my life next, they could never take your place. I miss you. No one can fill that empty space on my bed like you did…

Goodbye… my friend, my companion, my darling iPod. You will be sorely missed.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

The Hard way

How could you not know
what it would be like to run down that road
stop not to smell the flowers
but enough to read the signs..
and you did not
and I hate you for it...

You had to learn it the hard way
And now you cant see her cry her heart out
while she watches them put you into the ground
You wont see him put away all your things in a box
with the anger of how he could have changed you
thinking maybe he didn't try hard enough
Regret's been known to give a man a hard time
you should know better...

Only fools don't take the time of day
They stay too busy running
To stop just once to tell the one
Just how much they love her

That's a lesson I wish you would've learned
Before the phone call came and it was her
And your momma didn't have to say a word
And my whole life was changed...

Monday, October 26, 2009


After my well read (or so I think) post about women, it’s now come to this. Last night I was talking to my closest mate and we went on from talking about her man, my man and then just MEN! We spent four hours going over the same things that we have been doing all the 10 years of our friendship. She said something that made me laugh for hours after she hung up. She made a comparison of men that I had never heard before. “Men are like the robots in the movies. They are created to serve a purpose. Everyone is happy in the beginning of the film with how much easier life becomes. But it always ends the same way. The robots get over-smart and think they know more than their creators. And suddenly they are on a spree of trying to take over the world!”

As true as that is, I really think we should have the kind of happy endings that those films have, where the robots are killed and life suddenly becomes more peaceful. Ha ha, I’m not a man hater, I actually love observing them. Isn’t it odd how men function? Its always brought to light how women are complicated, but what about how men manage to screw things up? Ever noticed how, you want them to know something and move to action about certain matters, and they don’t? Well, they usually don’t do what you expect them to. My rule is, don’t expect! Then again, I stopped following rules since I was 2. But I do have a few things I have learnt in the past few years.

Its true that the Knight in shining armor is in reality, almost always, a retard in tin foil. He will look so good from far away and once he is near by, you will soon realize the old saying, “All that glitters is not gold” was actually written for that one species only!

I still am amazed at how well they can switch off and on within seconds. They will pick up only what they want to hear! So if you are complaining about how he isn’t helping at home at all, add in something about football, porn or his mother. It works!

I laughed when someone told me the other day 'if you love them you want them to be happy, you would do anything!' Men never think that way. On their priority list is them on the top and there is a big “full-stop” after that. The harder you try to get on that list, the more he is going to keep you away. Period. So like they say about butterflies, ignore them long enough and they will come chasing you, start giving a damn and see how much it helps!

In the end the best way to handle the species is occasionally feeding their egos, often giving them a kick in the a** in unconventional ways, being manipulative without feeling guilty and every time he pisses you off, punch him.

I really think the rant has gone on long enough and I really don’t want to seem like I can survive without them. Cos more than I want to, I believe that the argument always goes in a circular motion to end at the same note. You cant live with them and you really can’t swing the other way. Even in a lesbian relationship, there’s one who wears the pants, right?

Friday, October 16, 2009

What's the big deal?

He was all excited that Friday Morning. I couldn’t fathom what could possibly make him smile that much at the beginning of a work day. Then at breakfast he stuck a paper in front of my face and pointed out this huge poster to me. At my reply, in the form of a shrug, he frowned and blamed the generation for my ignorance towards something that great! Of course, I had heard of him before, but was completely unaware of what the real deal was. Today was the day he was going to drag me and my mom for the fourth installment of the Indiana Jones saga. My dad, the avid fan of the man with a whip wearing an oversized hat!

The crowd at the theatre was tremendous. I was then made aware that my dad had actually purchased the tickets weeks before. No wonder he was almost having a fit when I told him I wasn’t in the mood for an action flick that day. What surprised me more was that my mom was happy about this movie too in her own subtle way, even though she hates action! While we sat waiting for the movie to start showing, mom was excitedly telling me about how she went to watch the first movie with my dad while they were dating. I wasn’t completely sure of what to expect when the movie started. But I wasn’t disappointed! I actually loved the action and more than anything else, I loved the familiarity I felt when I heard the soundtrack. Crazy how your subconscious plays these tricks on you, ainnit?

If you want to know what I thought about the movie, all I can say is that after I saw how people so annoyed that the movie didn’t match up to the prequels, I hired the DVD’s and watched the other three. I have much to grumble about how Spielberg could make such a blunder of showing Indians as such poor and wild “creatures” and simultaneously portray us as Monkey-brain-eating savages who love to slurrrp on snakes. Yuck!

My fav scenes in “Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull” were quite a few. The scene when Indy finds out that Mutt is actually Jones Junior is quite funny cos they are also stuck in quicksand and Mutt hands over a long snake to help pull out Indy. The action scene is the jungle was totally awesome! Clumsiness and action made a crazy combination of emotions in me. Cate Blanchett amazed me with her acting.
Over-all I enjoyed the movie and would love to watch it again now that I have seen the earlier parts.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

The Drive

She walked towards her car and rummaged through her Gucci for the keys. They had gotten heavier since the new additions and hence easy to find in the maze of rubbish lying in her bag.

Getting into the car she stuck her key into the slot and the engine gave a loud whirrrr... not new for a woman who was used to driving 4x4’s all her adult life. Before shifting the gear she made sure the channel was set to something that could make her hands stop shivering. She looked around the lot and she was the last car to leave tonight, just like every other. No more did she have to face the problem of swerving around the lot struggling to get out and avoid traffic.

The city looked colorful from the rooftop parking she was in. The weather, pleasant as it was, encouraged her to keep the windows down. February is a great month in Dubai. The weather is good and so is the mood. Not for her though, the mood. After that day she looked at this city differently. It helped, you know, to shift the blame. The Burj Dubai looked gorgeous standing tall. Downtown was all lit up and resembled an enticing diamond set that she just didn’t want to wear. She set the car in a reverse motion feeling the numbness in her fingers worsen.