The Voice

I saw darkness in light
I think I suffered from short sight
The rainbow always came to an end
And the colors in them never seemed to blend
The grass was never green where I stood
Life always seemed harder than it should
Faith in humanity turned out to be a lie
An essence the human race truly defied
A feeling of helplessness in me surged
Put your thoughts into action a voice urged
It pushed me towards the light
Told me even darkness was a beautiful sight
All you have to do is take a closer step
Embrace the worse to know goodness in depth
Told me life is about perspective and choice
Happiness follows, just listen to the Voice.

I can’t cook to save my life

A pinch of salt, a teaspoon of sugar, an ounce of oil, low flame gas stoves and I cannot be in the same room. This is something I realized long back and accepted it gracefully. See there are something’s that you Cannot do and you Should Not do. And cooking is one such thing for me. I’ve tried my way through it, around it (including all the shortcuts) but I just can’t seem to get it right. For me cooking is like Math - too many Calculations and Assumptions. That’s why I never liked Math. Cooking I still have to figure.

People say it’s an art but then I believe like every other art it’s just meant for a few. It’s not like I despise cooking or anything. Honestly it’s just too much of an effort for a lazy person like me. You have to keep practicing over and over to make your food taste like the one made by the chefs in the cookery show. God only knows how these people can make even plainest food look so tempting. I recently saw a show on Travel and Living (one of my fav channels) called Bake! And believe me that woman was gifted. She baked some amazing French bread loaves which seem to melt as soon as place them on your tongue. Heaven! Wish I could make something so delicious making people scrape and lick their plates clean. Hehehe. I wouldn’t mind being on the receiving end either. I love good food. Once upon a time it used to be my dream job…to be a professional food taster…But I soon gave up…Wasn’t I enough fat already?? hehehhe… I still appreciate good food and the efforts that go behind making the same. (Also the person who created my sole hope of survival Maggi, God Bless You.) Kudos to the all the chefs around the world and mom for trying out mouthwatering recipes everyday.

So that was food for thought and that makes me hungry now. Going to have some tea to help keep food off my mind. Will also try to blog more often. Have been too lazy lately. But keep reading even if you like it or not. :)


P.S: Pandetta is busy munching on his bamboo shoots to comment on anything right now.

Peace.

Time to Change

Let’s fight the carbon
And the toxins released in tonnes
Let’s fight the pollution
Make it our everyday resolution

Say no to the slaughters
And teach our sons and daughters
Not to be a victim of futile fashion
To treat nature with a little compassion

Chorus:
We’ve inflicted enough
We’ve caused enough pain
Instead of blaming one another
Let’s instigate some change

Focus on the need of the hour
Let’s concentrate on saving some power
Stop wasting energy when you can work without light
Switch off to make the future bright

Enough of right and wrong
Enough of speeches strong
Enough of crying to the Lord
Enough of lying low and cold

Take a notice of the planet
And it’s changing season
Its time to do something
Without waiting for a reason

Chorus:
We’ve inflicted enough
We’ve caused enough pain
Instead of blaming one another
Let’s instigate some change

Let’s instigate some change
Let’s instigate some change… Today
Let’s instigate some change
Let’s instigate some change…Right away

R.I.P

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.

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…

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!"

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

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!!

Working it out

This is my personal journal for the day…Since I’m not allowed to talk or be online or do anything fun, I’m venting out all my frustration here…and also pretending to be working…heheheh…I really don’t understand this at all.. Just because I’ve been appointed with a tag that reads COPYWRITER, doesn’t mean I do nothing else but write. People please broaden your mindset (that especially goes out to my super senior boss, who knows nothing about Advertising, to be outright & frank). My workplace has been recently abducted by these extra terrestrial species who believe that productivity comes when people don’t waste time taking coffee breaks, checking mails, chitchatting, using the washroom, or even looking up from their monitors.They also believe that once you’ve been hired, you are more of a slave and less of an employee, Which means you behave like one too and whatever salary they offered you is your market price. So once you sign the BOND, it means you’re now officially owned by M/s So N So…in my terms you are their b**ch…You know what the best part is? How much ever they think they can control you and make you focus on your work (they wish) you always find a way out…like right now I’ve two pairs of eye staring at my screen through the glass door thinking I’m doing some really really important work…What they’ll never know is that I’m writing a new post (that’ll be up on my blog by the end of the day) on a Word Document…buhahahhaha…LOSERS! So as I was saying the slaves have seen enough and had enough… the revolution is on its way… You Capitalist Morons will soon see the end of the tunnel and believe me there will be no light there…Act! React! Revolt! Reprise! Our time is here Again….

Listen to This Now!

Have you ever wondered how a certain song reminds you of someone or some incident or some place. It happens with me all the time. I have a song for every phase of my life, every person who is close and every special experience. Its what i call Song Association... Like when i was in school, I and a bunch of my girlfriends, we used to sing to Don't turn off the lights by Enrique(back den i was a huge fan..i still do like him..:)). SO we used to call it D'TOL in short... N years later when i listen to the same song, I get transported back in time... Its so nostalgic and all that... But the best part is you kinda relive that moment, all those moments, that mean a lot to you. N no matter where on earth or beyond you are if its a song you always loved, you just cant stop humming to it...Even wen I was on my trip everytime i heard a familiar song i remembered a friend or a part of my life that had unfortunately passed. Its my way to time travel...Fast, Crystal Clear and Beautiful.

Its the most uncomplicated way to revive the past which doesn't require any kind of rocket science. N that's why i think people like to dedicate songs to one another. Because nothin else can describe all those wonderful times. Like everyone has their very own fav love song, a heartbreak song, a song that makes them dance along and a song that they can listen to anytime of the day,which will make them smile or cry. I've many such songs... Songs that play, perpetuate and penetrate. One of those songs that I can listen to any time of the day has to be What a Wonderful World by Louis Armstrong.

Back to Basics...

Its been three days since I've set foot back in Bombay. and believe me it feels gr8. Not that i didn't have a good time in Doha. Its just that feeling you get of being home. I missed this place and I didn't realize it till I was back. All through my trip i was constantly comparing life here with life elsewhere... N I was bitchy...Just kept badmouthing my city so much that now I feel guilty..But believe me when I say this now... There is no place like MUMBAI...no matter how irritated you might get of the rush, of the hour long traffic jams, of the filth, of the sweat...There is no other place so vibrant, to lively, so connected (emotionally)and so spirited... Going away just made me grow closer and fall in love with this beautiful land.. Doha is a very very beautiful city no wonder... It is clean, very clean...Its known for shopping and all dat jazz..Still I love Mumbai..maybe I'm biased...But i love it...

so let me start telling you what i did and didn't do when I was there... To start with what i didn't do...I didn't get to ride a camel nor did I taste camel's milk(the later I really don't mind).. I didn't get to hangout with any cute Arab's unfortunately *sighs* (was under constant parental guidance and supervision)...Didn't see belly dancing or belly dancers...didn't try their Hookah *sighs again*...so pretty much didn't do any fun stuff..hope I get a compensation trip ;)...As for the things I did there...saw almost all the shopping malls which also implies that i shopped till i dropped..hehehe..hey m a girl afterall...I saw beautiful beaches that have crystal clear water just like in the movies...One of the few places I really enjoyed seeing was the Islamic Art Museum...a fascinating place with brilliant architecture... And the most amazing fact was that most of the collection there was from India...almost 60%...Everyone should visit it once...other than dat i saw the desert at Homsed.. witnessed some good looking Arab guys drive their land cruisers and four wheelers over the sand dunes...(*daydreams*)...Dirt Bike Race or whateva u call it is a wonderful sight...so dats about all I did...

And my advice to whoever is planning to visit the city...
1) Don't take your parents along...loose them when you go sightseeing...
2) Don't ever break the traffic rules
3) Don't try to hit on Arab girls unless u wanna spend the rest of your life in prison (kidding)
4) Don't bother brushing up on your Arabic...almost everyone there speaks Hindi...or atleast they all speak Malayalam
5) Don't go hunting for cheaper stuff or you may waste to much time calculating and figuring out exchange rates
6) Don't go out on Fridays. You'll be lost
7) Don't expect to see Arab people out on the roads taking a stroll...Dey r rich n dey hav cars, nice ones too... D only people you'll see will be mostly Indians
8) Don't go 2 duty free shops thinking they'll be cheap
9) Don't take Air India Express flight...(trust me or you'll regret)
10) N do expect to see all the best cars you ever imagined to see on the roads

:)
so dats it then...tada...muah!

Bye Bye Mumbye!

Yay!! i love to pack...hehehhe..the idea of filling ur suitcase with stuff u need then checking and cross checking...N making sure all u need is in der n not back at home...Seriously its a process that requires major planning, deliberating and decision making or u may end up risking your life..So coming back 2 me...M almost done packing thanks to my very sweet friends who helped me shop on such a short notice. A special mention abt two of the bestest shoppers in d whole wide world Vax n Riddhax; you guys rock...I luv u...I now own a very very pretty n sophisticated awesome Jacket...yippiiieee...super duper Kewl...so much xcitement...yay! hehehhe..its makin me crazy...wooohooo! i cant breathe...jst kiddin...Grinning all d way!! A much needed break is wat m gettin finally... will miss u guyz n will try to b online weneva i get tym frm sightseeing n shopping...hehehe...:D :P

Take care n be Good! hugs n kisses...:*

Trippin Away!

M so damn excited....it scares me...wanna kno y...for the first tym m flyin international...M goin 2 Doha...yay! rejoice!...well d destination doesn't excite me as much as the thought of travellin on my own to the country...Its been 21 yrs since i've been imaginin dis day...Wate fun...hehehhe..so my visa has cum in n i cant stop starin at it ever since..got a photocopy made so dat i can transport myself to d moment when i'll be actually on board a flight that'll take me to the land of oil.hehehee...n Gold(Ahem! its in my blood to mention gold wheneva given an opportunity;))Now my only prayer is God just let everythin work out perfectly...plz no mess dis tym around...plz plz plz...N now dat i've made a public statement, i dnt wanna b sittin around feelin lyk an ass...so pliiiizzzz...N for al dos dear dear frnds of mine who r preparin der shopping lists n stuff... :P...hehehe..Since m on a tight budget here u kno..nothin else...but i'll still try to get things that'll fit my pocket...(not in literal terms)..N guyz m soooooo happyiiieeeeee...yippiiieeee...:D pray dat everythin goes accordin to plan n this time nxt week i'll be sittin next 2 sum stranger flyin to Doha...:D..d thot itself is gettin me all worked up...N one more thing..pray for my dad...I kno he's gonna regret this decision of takin me der lyk hell..hehehe...sorry dad...A girl has to do wat she has to do..SHOP!! :D

Until nxt tym...Khuda hafiz..Shabakher!
(dats d only urdu i can speak thnx to Bollywood)

The Bucket List...:D

Last week I and a silly friend of mine decided to make our very own Bucket List...How did it start? well you know depression had caught the worst of us...especially him...so being the smart gal that I'm, I told him dat we should write down things that we want to achieve before we DIE...n this will serve as a reminder every time we are low and start making suicidal plans in our heads...hehehhe...So that was the beginning of MY BUCKET LIST...here it goes...

THINGS I REALLY REALLY WANNA DO

1) Get a TATTOO(got d design already ;))
2) Go Bungee Jumping (Don't mind other adventure sports either)
3) Take a world tour all by myself
4) Discover the never before seen-touched-lands back home
5) Enroll with an NGO n becum an active member of the society
6) Record a song that i've written and hav a jam session for frnds n fly
7) Get invited by Oprah Winfrey to be a part of her book club
8) Celebrate atleast one New Year with friends
9) Have a Girls ONLY trip 2 Goa...yayay..(I kno atleast one person who will agree. Ryt Mads? ;))
10) Write and Publish my book (d one dat i've not started writing..)
11) Get recognized for my work
12) Get settled (translates to get rich n stay single..hahha..)
13) This list is gettin longer dan xpected...newaz...next..Dance on a crowded street..WAT? lyk you never wanna do dat...
14) Ride a white horse...hehehee...
15) Have my OWN home (*PEACE*)
16) Slap someone in a public place for sum good reason...lyk eve teasing maybe...BUHAHHAHAHAAA...
17) Meet n try not to drool over Johnny Depp and Hugh Jackman
18) This one is nice...Get a Makeover with the designer clothes...;)
19) Do a good deed for someone whom i don't even know
20) And Last but not the Least....Witness a life threatening moment...lyk be taken hostage or something similarly interesting...yea i know d last ones a bit too xtreme but wat d hell...ITS MY LIST...

so i was able to write 20 things that i want 2 do b4 i die...cant wait to read yours...N the single most important thing i realized while writing this was...GOD MY LIFE'S TOO SHORT FOR ALL THIS...CAN I GET SOME EXTRA TIME DOWN HERE...hehehehhe...

Note of Thanks!

I've been thinkin a lot on what to write about a person who means a lot much to you and realized that you CAN'T...there's no proper way to put ur emotions into words...there can never be a very sweet AND complete poem that describes wat you luv abt d person..mayb thats how its meant to be..as my frnd says that sumthins r better unsaid...so as i said before i want to introduce to you a character too much a part of my life..MY BEST FRIEND...(no m nt givin out the name so all you guys who r my frnds can debate amongst urselves) What so special about X is dat X never gets sick of me..hehehhe...no dats true..newaz d truth is dat X listens to all my nonsense without makin a face...listens to it all, comments, laughs and understands or pretends to understand...*winks* watever it is I never feel like a LOOSER with X...not dat others make me feel so or maybe the do..whatever..so this person can be sooo patient with you is unbelievable and at times irritating...but still X is sooo cool with wateva you do or say...never gets mad enough to ask you 2 leave...Dats the part I'm no good at...Wen m angry or mad ppl kno...n ppl pay...hehehe...so its lyk you hav God(X) on one hand n Devil(me) on the other...N mayb dats wat creates the balance...Ryt Buddy? but there r sumthins I wud like to change abt X (Wish)..still if i changed you it wudn't be the same...so i'll Leave it at that..Thank you...:)

You are my FRIEND INDEED...

Beat It!

It is the music...
That keeps me alive...
That runs through my vein...

It is the medicine...
That doesn't let me die...
That drives away the pain...

I love this feelin...
I think its Healin...
There's music in my soul...
Its music that makes me whole...


N every word of wat i said is true...its Music- my inspiration, my addiction, my pass time, my reason...I can't do widout it...Some think i've a weird taste in music...bt honestly i dnt feel so...its d rhythm, d tune, d beat, d lyrics dat interests me...No matter wer in the world I'm, wen i hear a familiar tune i cant help myself from singing along...(inspite the fact that i CANT SING) But dats a high of sorts for me...n ppl who kno me well kno dis too...Music N Lyrics r my weaknesses...(n so r chocolates, books, friends n million more)hehehhe...I live, breathe, feel, heal, even deal music at tyms...So send plzzzz keep sending me nice songs...:) next week...dancing...(just kiddin)...

The Writer!

A Toast to Our Sisterhood

Days pass into weeks n months n all v i.e, me and my gurlfrnds do is keep cribbing that we never hav tym for each other..(true in a way)..back in our normal lives, talkin over the fone, mailing each other on how we hate wat the other is doin n yet missin them deeply inside... seriously!! we r d best of frnds but most of the time we wanna kill each other...hehehhe...den one day we finally manage to put our works aside, get permissions (yes v do live with our parents!)to jst celebrate our bond, to catch up on things(Alot of things actually), sort our differences n get d latest updates n happenings..Bt believe me till d end evrythin was a mess...Didn't think it will work out...Findin a place was lyk findin neverland...gettin permissions was lyk making India and Pakistan sign a peace treaty...Inspite of all d trouble we went thru it turned out to be our best tym together.. n it cudn't hav been any more better...N Now wen I'm lookin at those silly pictures, I jst cant get enuf of dos moments.. stupid, fun, happy, sad, real, surreal, magical moments...Celebratin d day wen d search for true friends has come to an END...To 10th Jan!
A day too special to ever forget..:)

Tym to Make n Break Resolutions!

Happy New Year guys n gals! we've survived yet another year.Well i've thot alot about what my brand new year's resolution is gonna be and finally reached the conclusion that m not gonna keep it newaz, so y d hell bother..but den i've decided to give it a shot and so here goes..my new year's reolution is to numero uno, write my blog more often, maybe atleast once a week...secondly reach out more to people, you know, like be der when sumbody needs me n all dat..then try to complete things dat i've started n dat has to begin wid d story...(Wich i'm gonna post on dis very blog wen i finish it..wich i WILL) and finally...After watchin SO You Think You Can Dance d entire 31st Dec nyt to 1st Jan mornin,I've decided to join a Dance Class...Yes I've said it...This is MY TO-Do List for the entire year...jst praying n hoping dat i keep all of dis...(fingers crossed)...:) Well now its tym i start my new work on the new day of the New Year...heheheh..all of dis is soooo New...:)Happy New Year!!!