Here's a song that that has a lot to teach. In the fond memory of Michael Jackson who wrote it, making a difference for millions around the world. Here's to the King of Pop who continues to reign hearts through his music and dance,IMMORTAL.
We Are the World
There comes a time
When we head a certain call
When the world must come together as one
There are people dying
And it's time to lend a hand to life
The greatest gift of all
We can't go on
Pretending day by day
That someone, somewhere will soon make a change
We are all a part of
God's great big family
And the truth, you know love is all we need
[Chorus]
We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day
So let's start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day
Just you and me
Send them your heart
So they'll know that someone cares
And their lives will be stronger and free
As God has shown us by turning stone to bread
So we all must lend a helping hand
[Chorus]
We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day
So let's start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day
Just you and me
When you're down and out
There seems no hope at all
But if you just believe
There's no way we can fall
Well, well, well, well, let us realize
That a change will only come
When we stand together as one
[Chorus]
We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day
So let's start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day
Just YOU & ME
Peace.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
The Great South Indian Wedding followed by a Birthday Bash
Oh! How memorable it is, the time when the bride and groom exchange their vows and head off towards their new life under the crimson sky that bears testimony of this wonderful union. But wait we’re not there yet. The wedding eve is where this story starts and no one; believe me no one here, at this moment is thinking about the crimson sky yet. Chaos and pandemonium is the order of the day. It’s the nightmare before Christmas or should I say nightmare before a Big Fat South Indian Wedding.
If in life you have never been a part of high end drama then I strongly recommend to you a tour of an Indian house on the wedding eve. It’s my promise that you’ll find more drama than all the t.v. soaps put together. You’ll find people running around, tears, laughs, cheers, chaos, screaming, screeching, searching, more running around and more tied up phone lines. And I’m not making this up. There will be relatives, relatives of relatives, friends, friends of friends, your dad’s friends, your mom’s friends, your friends, your uncle’s friends, your cousin’s friends; all wanting to wish a happy married life over the phone and at more excruciating times, personally. Thankfully I’m not the one who has to put up with all this. I’m just the bride’s lil sister or the bride’s personal maid (heheheh). But that too can be pain at times. Especially when you’re constantly reminded, “Beta next is your turn” every hour of the day. Why do people say that? Why do people say that to ME?! Spare me the annoyance please…Anyways apart from this irritating part rest all was well…Surprisingly more than well… It was good. It was fun. For this once I’m so glad that expectations failed me. The ceremony was perfect. Everybody looked wonderful draped in their flowy silk sarees (traditional Indian dress). The was a lot of dancing involved which means a lot of happy faces… and the happiest one being mine…
As the name suggests this post is about a wedding followed by birthday. So let’s get to the birthday. Few remembered, few didn’t and a few chose not to remember. But whichever it was I’m happy that the few that remembered (my adorable friends) tried to make it worth a memory. A close friend of mine, MD, dropped in at exact 12 p.m. just to wish me. It was really touching considering the fact she had to travel far to get to my place. I kind of live in the outskirts of town you know. So it was damn sweet. But due to some stupid reason I wasn’t able to express it in the right kinda way, making her feel terrible... I’m so Sorry… After she left the next day morning nothing great happened. I had to attend an engagement of a person who has occupied a considerable space on this blog and whom Pandetta is not quite fond of. Skip to the interesting part. My other close friends showed up at my place around 5 in the evening. It was again very sweet of them to travel so far just to meet me. But again due to my unsound state of mind I couldn’t be equally nice to them.... Guys I’m Sorry… and I appreciate all the efforts… skip again… the end of the day I get this extremely sweet message from Vax, who couldn’t make it for my Birthday. It was a very simple message saying that he was sorry he couldn’t come… But I don’t know why it touched me… maybe it was my state of mind… But it really felt nice to know he cared… Vax, thank you and tc… Skip… the night closes in and its bed time…my eyes are moist… It’s a mixed emotion that cannot exactly be classified into happy or sad...It wasn’t a day when I was free spirited or high spirited… ;) It wasn’t a day of liberation or a day when I had boundless fun… It was a day just like any other with the only difference that it was the day I realized that one day shouldn’t make so much of a difference.
P.S: Pandetta had three different types of cakes in just one day n so isn’t feeling too well and also making plans to join a weight loss program. Let’s see how that goes…hehehhe…
If in life you have never been a part of high end drama then I strongly recommend to you a tour of an Indian house on the wedding eve. It’s my promise that you’ll find more drama than all the t.v. soaps put together. You’ll find people running around, tears, laughs, cheers, chaos, screaming, screeching, searching, more running around and more tied up phone lines. And I’m not making this up. There will be relatives, relatives of relatives, friends, friends of friends, your dad’s friends, your mom’s friends, your friends, your uncle’s friends, your cousin’s friends; all wanting to wish a happy married life over the phone and at more excruciating times, personally. Thankfully I’m not the one who has to put up with all this. I’m just the bride’s lil sister or the bride’s personal maid (heheheh). But that too can be pain at times. Especially when you’re constantly reminded, “Beta next is your turn” every hour of the day. Why do people say that? Why do people say that to ME?! Spare me the annoyance please…Anyways apart from this irritating part rest all was well…Surprisingly more than well… It was good. It was fun. For this once I’m so glad that expectations failed me. The ceremony was perfect. Everybody looked wonderful draped in their flowy silk sarees (traditional Indian dress). The was a lot of dancing involved which means a lot of happy faces… and the happiest one being mine…
As the name suggests this post is about a wedding followed by birthday. So let’s get to the birthday. Few remembered, few didn’t and a few chose not to remember. But whichever it was I’m happy that the few that remembered (my adorable friends) tried to make it worth a memory. A close friend of mine, MD, dropped in at exact 12 p.m. just to wish me. It was really touching considering the fact she had to travel far to get to my place. I kind of live in the outskirts of town you know. So it was damn sweet. But due to some stupid reason I wasn’t able to express it in the right kinda way, making her feel terrible... I’m so Sorry… After she left the next day morning nothing great happened. I had to attend an engagement of a person who has occupied a considerable space on this blog and whom Pandetta is not quite fond of. Skip to the interesting part. My other close friends showed up at my place around 5 in the evening. It was again very sweet of them to travel so far just to meet me. But again due to my unsound state of mind I couldn’t be equally nice to them.... Guys I’m Sorry… and I appreciate all the efforts… skip again… the end of the day I get this extremely sweet message from Vax, who couldn’t make it for my Birthday. It was a very simple message saying that he was sorry he couldn’t come… But I don’t know why it touched me… maybe it was my state of mind… But it really felt nice to know he cared… Vax, thank you and tc… Skip… the night closes in and its bed time…my eyes are moist… It’s a mixed emotion that cannot exactly be classified into happy or sad...It wasn’t a day when I was free spirited or high spirited… ;) It wasn’t a day of liberation or a day when I had boundless fun… It was a day just like any other with the only difference that it was the day I realized that one day shouldn’t make so much of a difference.
P.S: Pandetta had three different types of cakes in just one day n so isn’t feeling too well and also making plans to join a weight loss program. Let’s see how that goes…hehehhe…
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
It all started with a lie...
Disclaimer: All characters, incidents and places mentioned in the story are truly a work of fiction (means I’m not the protagonist of this story) and resemblance it bears (which it will) to any person, place or thing (but mostly a person), dead or living (ALIVE) is purely coincidental.(or so to say) buhahahhaa…
So it starts out like this. She was a plain Jane who was not at all happy being plain Jane and wanted to be Jazzy Jane…And then there was Sexy Sienna, who had everything in life…Everything that other girls her age would die to have (including Plain Jane)… She was this strong, independent, well settled woman guys would drool over….She was everything that our plain Jane couldn’t be…and everything Plain Jane wanted to be… Sexy Sienna had everything in life… She was a respected figure in the society… She was a woman of standing who wined and dined with the biggies of the industry. She had exceptional qualification and an attitude to die for…She had even found her Prince Charming…Everything was going perfectly well in her life except for one small glitch…And the glitch was that there was no Sexy Sienna...there had never been a Sexy Sienna…She was a pseudo personality created by our very own Plain Jane…Like I said she was everything Plain Jane could ever wish to be.. And because she knew she could never be even remotely close to Sexy Sienna, she donned her disguise and fooled the world posing as Sexy Sienna. She fooled everyone and anyone…But the lies she weaved were not of the same color or the same thread…. And that was her biggest mistake…She tried to fool everyone but only a few were fooled…All the different stories surfaced one by one…and slowly the sand was slipping beneath her feet and she didn’t even notice…People were now talking…Behind her face and on her face too…but she didn’t seem to care.. Our Plain Jane was too dumb to give in or to smart not to own up…She ignored everyone and every word….So the stories of Plain Jane posing as Sexy Sienna spread far and wide…Generation to generation, father to son, mother to daughter the stories circulated and everyone talked about her…Finally her talent or what do we call it? Hmmm…Idiocy…or making up the world’s lamest lies got the recognition it deserved. She was placed with all grandness and glory in the Lamest Book of Liars, on the cover page. Since then, our Ms. Plain Jane a.k.a Sexy Sienna lived happily ever after. The End.
P.S: Pandetta says, "If you wanna lie then you betta know your limits Gurrrrrrl!"
So it starts out like this. She was a plain Jane who was not at all happy being plain Jane and wanted to be Jazzy Jane…And then there was Sexy Sienna, who had everything in life…Everything that other girls her age would die to have (including Plain Jane)… She was this strong, independent, well settled woman guys would drool over….She was everything that our plain Jane couldn’t be…and everything Plain Jane wanted to be… Sexy Sienna had everything in life… She was a respected figure in the society… She was a woman of standing who wined and dined with the biggies of the industry. She had exceptional qualification and an attitude to die for…She had even found her Prince Charming…Everything was going perfectly well in her life except for one small glitch…And the glitch was that there was no Sexy Sienna...there had never been a Sexy Sienna…She was a pseudo personality created by our very own Plain Jane…Like I said she was everything Plain Jane could ever wish to be.. And because she knew she could never be even remotely close to Sexy Sienna, she donned her disguise and fooled the world posing as Sexy Sienna. She fooled everyone and anyone…But the lies she weaved were not of the same color or the same thread…. And that was her biggest mistake…She tried to fool everyone but only a few were fooled…All the different stories surfaced one by one…and slowly the sand was slipping beneath her feet and she didn’t even notice…People were now talking…Behind her face and on her face too…but she didn’t seem to care.. Our Plain Jane was too dumb to give in or to smart not to own up…She ignored everyone and every word….So the stories of Plain Jane posing as Sexy Sienna spread far and wide…Generation to generation, father to son, mother to daughter the stories circulated and everyone talked about her…Finally her talent or what do we call it? Hmmm…Idiocy…or making up the world’s lamest lies got the recognition it deserved. She was placed with all grandness and glory in the Lamest Book of Liars, on the cover page. Since then, our Ms. Plain Jane a.k.a Sexy Sienna lived happily ever after. The End.
P.S: Pandetta says, "If you wanna lie then you betta know your limits Gurrrrrrl!"
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Meet The Dude!
This is gonna be a very short post...Got some time so I thought might as well put it to some use...Some good use that is...So i was soooo lonely these days that i decided to find myself a companion, a blog partner... So i searched and searched and looked through many many blogs till i finally laid my eyes on this application that allowed you to adopt a pet...n so i browsed through it and came across the my sole companion..One look and i just knew he was the rightest pet i can own...He'll add that extra xing to my blog...So guyz meet 'PANDETTA'- the kewl bear...hes jst my types...stays online all the time...sleeps more often and eats...dats pretty much all he does..didn't i tell u he's perfect for me...So from now Pandetta n i r gonna be partners in crime...we write, we think, we think we write...TOGETHER!! So now hes off to catch up on his beauty sleep and m off to catch up on mine...Buhbyeee!!!
P.S: Oh! he cant do much of Kung fu either...:P
P.S: Oh! he cant do much of Kung fu either...:P
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Finally I write some nonsense
It’s been too long since I actually wrote something…The Reason - I’ve been having a lot on my mind lately… Too much to do with misinterpretations…and miscommunications…So much so that it makes me wonder if I’m even speaking the same language here…words thrown around, curses exchanged and sentences twisted…all adding to the pandemonium…I’ve been asked to stay subtle about everything said and done…told to let time pass and all will be fine…All will be back to what it was?? I doubt…Because things have changed and that’s a fact…but whether it’s for good, bad or worse only time will tell…So I wait…patiently…gracefully…keeping all the abuses locked up tightly inside a box that is about to explode, with some extra duct tape on… Keep reminding myself all the while…CALM…QUIET…Shhhhh…the funny part is almost found a whole new level of respect for people like Gandhiji who practiced non violence…God its tough…hehhehe…I hope I can hold on for long before I rip somebody into pieces…This is the part where I introduce you to the carnivorous side of me…Just kidding...
Apart from regular frustrations and Oh-I-Hate-My-Life whines, life’s pretty much the same…Boring…And the short trip to Kerala was fun apart from the part where relatives were trying to convince mom to get me married off soon…before I pass the “eligible age”...errrrr…That’s about it…and sorry for not writing for so long…like my friend says I had a Writer’s Block..:) Promise to write soon…ciao…n pray that m able to keep up the good behavior…;)
Peace!!
Apart from regular frustrations and Oh-I-Hate-My-Life whines, life’s pretty much the same…Boring…And the short trip to Kerala was fun apart from the part where relatives were trying to convince mom to get me married off soon…before I pass the “eligible age”...errrrr…That’s about it…and sorry for not writing for so long…like my friend says I had a Writer’s Block..:) Promise to write soon…ciao…n pray that m able to keep up the good behavior…;)
Peace!!
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