About me

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Doston ki zubaani

‘’You can really irritate you know’’.

‘’Whats with you and talking? Don’t you ever shut up?’’

‘’You listen, really listen you know”

”How can you just sit there?…..how can you manage to be so calm?’’

”errmmm whats with you and the hyperness today?”

‘’You could never do that, you are too sweet to.’’

‘’Girl you can really kick ass can’t you?” Evil grins from friends

Are you really intelligent or do you just pull these words out of the air?’’

‘’Hmmm so you are good at all three languages…which place are you from again?’’

‘’So which place do you belong to?’’ No don’t laugh..really I am serious which place?…..What do you mean I am an Indian? I am an Indian too dammit…I still have a native place’’

‘’Don’t pretend to be goody two shoes coz you aren’t’’ Ex-friend

‘’One day I am telling you…you won’t be able to handle it…so many people …so many friendships….woman wake up! Prioritise!’’

<em>‘’When life gives you lemons throw em back and say you want chocolates’’ Indyeahism

I can never just live life. Never have , never will…I have to breathe it, live it, taste it….the tanginess, the salty tears, the joys that are bittersweet, the emotions that promise a rollercoaster ride…
Life is made up of all these and more…

There’s never a dull moment …life is only dull if we make it so and I, for one, refuse to

And oh yeah the friends up there are right you know…I can and do kick asss when required….nothing pisses me off so much as sanctimonious individuals…

If you are wrong, accept it…
If you are right, then refuse to back down….
If your gut instincts said something else and you went against them coz everyone else said so then you deserve to be castigated…

Most of all when we pretend to be something we are not, it shows…believe me it shows….

So one can pretend to be a dozen different things all at once…but once in a while just when you least expect it, something will show….like a little peek into who you really are…have always been….will always be…

So just be honest..thats the only word that works.

I usually go for the soft approach, you know the diplomatic one..but then the sledgehammer ‘me’ takes over pretty quick when I lose patience

hoo boy!Its hard to write about one isnt it?

nah not really!

watch this space for more

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