Annual Holiday Destination for 2011: Kashmir

Finally I have decided the destination for my annual vacation in September. I have been taking my annual vacations in September since a long time now, and this year will be no different. This year the destination is Kashmir.

I am thrilled because I have never been to Kashmir. The reason I have chosen Kashmir is because a very close friend of mine ..(You all know Iram…:D) is getting married in September in Srinagar. (Which is fantastic because this meant that I did not have to waste time on deciding the destination for this year. YAY!)

I will have the final dates by Thursday so just keeping my fingers crossed for perfect days and a well planned holiday.

If any of you have been to Kashmir then please leave comments regarding: Places to go, things to do and shopping :D.

FYI: It will be a 7 day long trip.

Thrilled
Drama Queen

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For my lovelays!

Just got off a long phone call with Shru. The phone call reminded me of how much I love my girlfriends. How much I can trust them for being with me in times of crisis. So this one is for my girlfriends. Yes all of them….Kanchu, Shruti, Neha, Saumya and Garima. Thanks a LOT for always being there for me.
You guys are my knight in shining whatever LOL!

I can think of a wonderful quote by Lee Iacocca that pretty much sums up my friendship with you guys!

My father always used to say that when you die, if you’ve got five real friends, then you’ve had a great life.”

 xoxo
Drama Queen

Where’s my happy ending?

I have been trying to write this post from the last two hours. And I seem to be so confused about publishing it that I saved it in drafts twice. Never the less, here it goes…..

My mother is visibly upset with me. Reason: I did not attend a very close family friend’s daughter’s engagement party yesterday evening. Where was I ? Trying to find my own happy ending. Did I get it ? No. Not everybody is lucky in the happy ending department. Why did I stay away from the party? As much as I am happy for Charu (the girl/bride/lucky in the H E Department) I felt that it would be a stab in my chest to see everybody getting a very happy ending with their boyfriends/lovers/partners (whichever you prefer) and I am the only one who is unlucky to be forever trying to work it out with Big (who I am convinced is not bothered even the remotest bit) So i decided to not attend any such party or celebration where I cannot truly be a part of someone’s happiness because I am loathing over my own inability to find someone as crazy and bollywoody LOL as I am. I don’t want to go to such parties and stand in a corner and sulk over my miseries in the love department. And, NO I am not miss goody two shoes who thinks like Tulsi of some television show, that you should be happy in everybody else’s happiness and not even think about yours. Well Tulsi had a husband, she did not have to worry about what to wear on a date, she did not have to worry about whether her boyfriend is taking it as a casual fling or whether he is serious, she did not have to feel sorry for herself when every time her boyfriend knelt it was not to propose but to pick up a pen or any other less-important-than-a-ring object. I am convinced Tulsi never had to deal with a heart wrenching break up where her boyfriend was a bigger commitment phoebe than Godzilla himself. (Any comparison here with a giant monster is purely size based). So I conclude I am not miss goody two shoes.

I feel bad, I feel horrible when I see my facebook page smothered with announcement/engagement/wedding pictures of friends and sometimes juniors from school. Do I want a wedding right now? NO. But I do want someone whom I am convinced I will spend the rest of my life with.

To Conclude:
My ability to choose an inappropriate partner is legendary. I wish I do not pass this to my children.

Not So Much Love
Me 😦

A dream I dream…..

                                                                           Source: Chon’s

I think almost all of you know how much I want to have my own house one day. Don’t get me wrong. I do love my parents and their house but I just think I need to have my own to feel at home. Wow! Did that just rhyme?
Coming to the point, I have had this image saved neatly on my desktop for a very long time now. Everytime I picture myself having a home, I imagine a house like this. This is just an area in a house but it symbolizes me. Let me tell you how….It has an open kitchen plan which a chic’ breakfast area (bar stool area) which is exactly what I want to have when I have a home. I want to be able to have an area to cuddle while having a late sunday brunch. I want to be able to cook and serve ‘live’ lol!
The soothing blue color on the wall is exactly the shade that I want on my walls. Oh how I love this picture. And I can only hope and pray I have a home soon enough to realize my design dream.

Will post more on home…Laterzzz

Dreamy
Me 🙂

Old Drafts…..I should have published.

I loved him for so long and he has punished me for it. He ended up treating me like someone he owned instead of someone he earned. And it destroyed me.

Happiness is not the most important thing. People don’t like sonnets about being compatible or novels about shared life goals and stimulating conversations. Great loves are crazy ones. Great Love, for us…..it’s complicated, intense, all consuming, no matter what we do, how much we fight it always pulls us in. What’s mere happiness in the face of all that.

Dear A,

When I asked you forever ago, What are we A…. last winter you said we couldn’t be together…and I believed you. But every time I tried to move on, you are right there. Maybe you just want me to be, just as unhappy as you are. And if you want me to be happy, then look down deep into the soul, I know you have. And tell me if what you feel for me is real or if it just a game. If it is real, we’ll figure it out. All of it. But if it is not then please just let me go.

Me

They say parting is such sweet sorrow. But wouldn’t it be nice if just for once …it didn’t have to be.

Love
Me 🙂 

ROFL *Holding my Stomach coz it hurts*

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Life: A leap of faith

When Charles Dickens wrote – “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times” who knew he was talking about my life or more accurately, my mid twenties. I have seen, many a teenagers or young adults, like myself, exclaim at times that life is a roller coaster. Now, I wouldn’t completely agree with that because I have not been faced with situations as extreme as a roller coaster ride, however,  to a certain degree I do agree that life is in essence a mix of emotions just like the ones felt while on a roller coaster ride.

When I started blogging, way back in 2007 I started with the idea of maintaining a journal so that I could archive my emotions, sensibilities and thoughts all on one page. As I read through the old posts I see that I have come a long way. I might have faced slumps and I might have experienced some great highs but I  have never ceased to be the person that I always knew I was. I have surprised myself a lot of times, times when I stopped looking forward, times when I questioned my capabilities, times when I questioned my very being, but I am glad to announce I did survive. I survived professional slumps, I survived damaging break ups, I survived living alone for a long period, I survived losing my sister, I survived losing a close one to cancer right in front of my eyes, I survived packing up his life long belongings into one truck load all by myself.  I did survive and this should act as a great example for future reference. We all just survive. What we must not forget is life just moves on. Life is all about living. Just living.

As I look at my life now, I think of this wonderful quote by George Eliot …“It’s never too late to be what you might have been”


xoxo
Drama Queen