I ran Into Lana Del! ( how awesome would that be?):)

With the chubby face and the oh-so-obvious pimple marks; nothing was going to stop me from clicking a damn picture!:D

Yet another sunday:)

   "   Happiness not in another place, but this place; not for another hour, but this hour.

The journey to Kolar

Kolar, two and a half hour's drive from the heart of Bangalore. The ride was one of its kind. A subtle downpour. Beautiful landscapes of rock and boulders, decorated with minces of evergreens. A feeling of utter loneliness even though you have a person sitting right next to you; and yet a certain defined moment of serenity. With songs running on the music player, i think i might have felt shots of nostalgia. And yes, she felt it too, my friend.

Sadly,there was not much time for a better view of the scenery nor was there time to just stop and breathe in, a couple of shots maybe; for there were persons eagerly waiting at the end of the road.

FALL 2012 fashion baby:)

LOve Me BaBy..... Sweet Love! 

And this obsession with John Meyer's songs.

Growing up is never easy. When did i get so old? Oh..but come On, when one is beating the blues whilst listening to a John Mayer's song; You've crossed over. Definitely.

It's easy to be sceptical when the alarms start going off .A reminder that we should never be too comfortable.  Let it be...  much needed , . hell, YEs!

FRom BLonde To REd HOT!

I MURDERED My Hair...:) yaaay!

BAck from college... i had to give it a go:)

Me Thinks the eyelashes are Super Awesome!

Katy Perry Works Union Jack Lashes at UK P Premiere of her Film "Katy Perry: Part of Me"

An armour Of  L-A-S-H-E-S.. Who cares if they're fake?!! <unless ur blessed>

...... I am soo very much liking the look. The whole curled, elongated eyelashes is all so gorgeous  <3 

i Just cant seem to get my eyelashes to do the same. They just refuse to work with me here..< frustrating.. :P>

Mother gave me a look one fine day. she decided she didn't like the idea revolving around the often said words " I'm too laid- back to take myself too seriously ".... Nope.. Not on seeing her very much carefree daughter, who obviously, is rather...To put into simple term.. NOTgenetically gifted. She just said bluntly.. "" Have ur eyelashes curled!"  ....

I thank her.. YEs, MOther.. yet again.. You were indeed right.

..IF ONLy they'd just co- operate:))) But then again.. Maybe..  I'll just buy myself one:D .. A friend did looked great with them on.. maybe i'l try my luck:))

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Another prick to kill:)

I hate you. Yes, I'd probably say it to the world if only given a fairly degrading event of time, and my dear foe, only for you. I hate your mind; oh!  those ever so indecent thoughts of yours. Filthy! I hate you. Choking the life out of an ever loyal puppet. Pity! You care none but yourself.  I hate you.  How do one, like yourself  live without dying inside?.. Or.. are you dying inside?  Of course Not. I hate you. Insecure bastard. Feeding On pure blood. Like a monster. No, You're a monster. Evil more. Deceptive. I hate you.
...... murmured an  interestingly beautiful face, pale skin , thinly figured..sitting by a small window on a gloomy   sunday , her seemingly half opened eyes fixated on a picture held by her tiny delicate hands.
                                                      

beautiful people...

And its beautiful people like you; who suck the life right out of my heart. :(
And its beautiful people like you, who makes me cry.

On Vladimir Ilich Lenin

On my reading list, a book i happened to recover from my mother's stack of books lying untouched for years now. The purchase of the book dated 1987, before i was even born<lol>

For those interested in Political economy, this book tells a very important period in the life of V.I.Lenin, the years 1897-1899 which he spent in exile in Eastern Siberia. It consists of documentary testimonies of Lenin himself, his family, friends and acquaintances, which combine to produce an exhaustive picture of the circumstances of his life in the village of Shushenskoye, the people he associated with, and vast literary- revolutionary work he performed in the exile.
  I love how every detail in the book is so well written; the way every letter is put to perfect literary understanding, Lenin's thirst for knowledge, his outlook towars life- politics& economy. Myself, a student of economics (a zealous student of course... hahaha) relates to him on certain agendas and perspectives. 

MAKING IT HAPPEN.

It is said that Fate only takes you to a certain point, then its up to you to MAKE It HAPPen.. Its all about taking charge of your own life; RESPONSIBILITY with a capital R.  I often keep myself wondering of the little yet significant circumstances i have battled with. And it would be of utmost disgrace to have claimed that my deeds were more often than not, righteous; although it is, as i would like to announce that most of the time lined with an abundance of good intentions.  Bringing on matters of the heart, to be specific; sometimes, well, pointing towards oneself,a fairly large second of a minute, affections go unexpressed especially towards the one loved most.  Unwritten Rules are laid down and when you find yourself breaking them whenever and wherever; one is most likely to feel withdrawn at a certain point of time.  Or rather, you find the other person slowly  leaving the scenario for the better.

   I suppose not everyone is bestowed. Most definitely. An envelope of confidence is far down the line. There's not i hate more than having to take the cowards way out( i do it , well almost all the time). A very dear friend of mine once delivered a fairly long, boring yet meaningful speech on " Going after what yooooooou want in life"( stressing a bit on The YOU there); And then for the second time, YOU, a dramatic pause that allows one, well in this case, us, me, to absorb the carefully pronounced word in order to get the full effect of what comes next....WANT.....I believe the speech was anonymously directed towards me, i am almost certain, although there was a few of us gathered at the time. I just thought it would make the most sense if it was for my sole benefit for they find me more susceptible to indulging in a state of dilemma ( i find it highly amusing that they believe me to gain a sort of orgasmic encounter)   Of course, i am always in denial.. at least for as long as i can retain myself.I did not know what to think and merely kept casting timid glances at him.

   After a few episodes of unwanted dramatic,excruciating yet heartfelt scenes , the very same dear person told me i have his best interest at heart and that he needs to stop seeing me aimlessly chase butterflies on a typical rainy day. I promised( i think;)) the lad i'll get there on my own time, weighing in mind.( the not so much anticipated) consequences of a sudden break of dawn.

When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know Just what you're worth 
                     Tears stream down on your face I promise you I will learn from my mistakes

I need you..

I need you to be my light;

For i often stumble in the dark.


I need you to stay strong for me;
For we're souls trapped in the wilderness.


I need you to take care of me;
For i often fall into sickness, an unhealthy existence.


I need you to sing me the sweetest song;
For reality is sad, pale and blur.


I need you to handle me with utmost care;
For i am delicate as a porcelain, once hung thinly by a thread.


I need you to tell me i'm beautiful;
For i know the world sees otherwise.


I need you to carry me, a piggy back ride;
For my legs  often do a lazy dance.




I need you to touch, a softest touch;
For these layers are crooked, a fragile being.


I need you to dance with me;
For the return of a serenity once lost.


I need you to say a prayer for me;
For i am a hopeless sinner.


I need you to tell me its alright;
For i panic most of the time.


I need you to love me;
For i often wander a loveless being.


I need you to be my rock;
For you are my world, my everything.




(You know who you are..my LOVE, my sweetheart, my friend, my foe:) ..)
i cant believe i'm writing this down, when i should be burning the midnight oil..and by that  i meant, Studying ...for a stupid exam..blah blah blah...

I couldn't help but fall in love again:)

A beautiful Song:..reminds me of a certain someone.:)

goth?! yea...i can try that!

sooo.. a b'day party aye?!!..Goth!.. are we talking about theme party here..?!.. now that sounds all too familiar... scratched my almost too perfect head (i wish:); i'm not that excited but yea..i shall try and cook something up was all i said. i was the least bothered....old me, out of the window, a sack of old thoughts. 

GOTH is fun! yes...it has to be right?! After an hour of hopping around , here and there, trying to find the right visual effects,,,blah blah blah... my  image for the night was finally set.  chunks of makeup did the trick...FINALLY! Trippin! huh?! you think!  I could have done a far better job, i must admit..but the lack of enthusiasm at an earlier state of mind got the better of it.