Th0ughts IN Thunder !

 *****I Want the Br0wn Trucker Cap :( *****

Why live in bits and pieces? Why judge others? Why hate? Life is so short! Can’t we spend it in a happy, happy way? Why can’t we spread happiness?

Throw the rhetoric to four winds, dear Farheen. :))

1. Go play Enrique and dance to it on classical Indian moves! You’ll have fun :D Trust me, I already am!  :D Dance like no ones watching!!

2. Tell people who make your life miserable to go to hell!! You deserve better!

3. Identify the people/things that make you happy. And tell those people that you love them. Make them smile! Spread happiness!

4. Be crazy! Trust me, the world is crazy, but there is a serious lack of ‘crazy’ people of the right sorts. :)

5. Celebrate life! Its beautiful! Yes, it is. You have to believe in this, coz if you don’t, you are most likely going to miss the most beautiful things even if they are right before your eyes!

6. Fret not over what you don’t have! Look at what you have! There are many people who are deprived of even the most basic stuffs. Count yourself lucky, (because you really are!) for whatever you have. Just realize that.

7. Learn to forgive. Don’t take offense easily. Don’t prove yourself to anyone. Don’t explain yourself. Don’t demand love or respect, these are the things that can never be extracted from anyone!

8. Don’t be a cynic. Be clear about what you expect from others and let the other person know. Work out the differences.

9. Don’t stress yourself out! Never try to ape others OR try to be what the others want you to be. Let “Be Yourself” be your chanting mantra!!!!

10. Believe in yourself. Have faith in your capabilities. Know that Everything’s. Gonna. Be. Alright. :) :D

Wtf! You take off the earphone for one damned second and the song goes from “Everything’s Gonna Be Alright” to “The Rhythm of the Rain” .. its raining outside, but there is no rhythm in this rain!!! Only thunder.  Scary thunder. Is Zeus angry or what? :P

“I have been crawling in the dark, looking for the answers.. do the answers even exist?

How much farther do I have to go, how much longer till I find the know?

Coz I am looking and I can’t see what’s in front of me.”

See? You are going to be asking the same questions, like you are probably asking yourself now, ten or twenty years down the line.! So why suspend everything else for finding out the answers (answers that perhaps don’t even exist) ? How are these answers even going to help us anyway? I may become the object of ridicule or mockery, even hatred, for adopting this ‘low’ and philistine attitude to the ‘higher’ secrets and purposes of life. But, believe me, I care two hoots for that kind of a judgement. :)

Be true to yourself and the people you love. Be happy. Spread the smile. Never ever give up Or give in. The capacity to change and adapt is indeed a virtue and not a vice. Don’t be afraid to change for the better. Don’t think you are going to lose your ‘identity’ in doing that, because your identity is in a perpetual stage of formation. It’s a continuous, life long process. If you feel good about it, do it. Don’t let perspectives prohibit or delay your actions. Hamlet need not be aped here!

Have a happy life mi amigos ! :)

Be what you are. Don’t change for anyone else.

I am what I am. Take it or leave it (and regret) :) :D

G0od Mawning ! (1:42 AM) :P

//Return of the 0ld happy night-writer ! :D :D

/farheen

Shillong 09-09-2012

It’s been a few days more than a month and its still beautiful.

Accha baccho batao aapne kya seekha?  Shillong ki vaadiyan na kewal sundar hai apitu unki sundarta lambi awadhi ke baad bhi utni hi manmohak lagti hai jaisi wo prathan darshan pe lagti hai.

The beauty of the valleys of Shillong are enduring. Even after spending some time here one does not easily get over it.

I’ve settled into the hostel. This is a 2D representation of the view from there…

 

Oh there is another thing that hasn’t changed… We sleep a lot maybe it’s something to do with the height and how soon it can wear us off, so we sleep and get refreshed.

But with all the beauty and freshness comes the effects of onslaught of the city on the landscape. A large area of virgin forests have been cleared to make new colonies. Wherever we go we can see some construction work going on. The effect can be already seen, this year has been the hottest in many, as far as the signals that nature gives to warn us of what is not suiting her health is concerned this fever is just the first indication.

Going Away… 30-07-2012

Going away from home or now that I am here I should rather call it coming here to Shillong was nothing less than the physical journey that we had to undertake to reach this place whose beauty once inspired the name “Scotland of the East”. This scenic city is located in the North-East Indian State of Meghalaya in the heart of the Khasi Hills.

When I caught the first glimpse of the hills from the window of the train, the hills were still at a safe distance from a possible, impending human assault. As we drew nearer little houses came into vision that slowly expanded into communities and then into cities. The train took us to the city of Guwahati (the capital of the Indian state of Assam and the nearest air/rail-way connected to Shillong by road), from there we hired a Sumo Taxi that took us on the breath-taking journey towards our destination, the city of lakes: Shillong.

Shillong had been beautiful when I first set foot here… (well nauseating too coz of the undulations on the way here from Guwahati) but mostly pleasing and beautiful. At that time what struck me most was the weather, the pleasant sun, soft wind and a Temperature which could not decide whether it wanted to be hot or cool(pun intended). Well after a four hour sleep the nausea was gone and it was only then that I felt that truly I was at a new place. A place where no two houses have their roofs at the same level (sloping ground), car parking sheds indicate presence of a house underneath(cars need to be parked at the road level)… well these are the only features visible from the hotel balcony… more coming up later.

c  ya

Meg.

AN OPEN LETTER TO ELIOT

Eliot and His Problems: My Love-Hate Relationship with the Great 20^th C Man

                                

“Few people have even admitted that Eliot the man is the primary problem, and Eliot (as in his critical writings), only secondary.”

Dear Eliot,

You are one person I highly admire and deeply respect. You have, as one critic rightly pointed out, “made English criticism look different”. I know you did not write your essays for me to read, but the fact remains that you have become an intrinsic part of my thinking procedure, and so I need to write to you. I must write to you. Please listen to me!

You are one prime reason for many problems in my life. You see, I can’t point at any “objective correlative” for this, but then this is life, my life, and not a work of art, so it’s okay. (I only hope you won’t declare me to be a “life failure” as Hamlet is an “artistic failure.”) Anyway, two years of my life has gone into trying to make sense of what you said almost 70 years ago. In trying to reconcile your seemingly antagonistic ideas in order to understand which one is correct, my life has been, as you see, encircling your words and everyday I discover a new thing and then I go back to square one. Every time I start reading one of your essays, I go like this.

 Blank-Eureka moment-That’s mean-That’s Wrong!-That’s It! And then after a few days, That’s self-contradictory!-That’s so Eliot!-That’s Right!-Blank-Oh Wow!-He’s Right-But…

I don’t like this kind of reaction, but you make me think, and some times I pull my hair in madness. (Feigned madness, as you’d say it.) But, really, Eliot, tell me:

1. How am I to distinguish between “the mind that suffers” and the “mind that creates” ? For as far as I know, I have only mind, both for suffering and creating. But then, as a student of English Literature, I am supposed to nod my head in understanding of whatever you say. And that’s really a cause of shame and worry for me.

2. The mind (of man or the poet in him) acts as a catalyst, you taught me that, and this is precisely what makes me admire Shakespeare’s “Hamlet” all the more. Hamlet’s well read philosopher’s mind acts as a catalyst for many of the seemingly inexpressible, yet overpowering emotions in him. As a man, he couldn’t have pointed out at single “formula” for a particular emotion him. And this is where the genius of Shakespeare lies! He practically makes Hamlet live his emotions in front of us! Life’s like that! And not like Othello. No one would set out to kill a Desdemona just because of the handkerchief, no matter how ‘fatal’. And then immediately (almost drastically) realize the full import of it and kill himself. It goes against the grain of verisimilitude.

If we could find an “objective correlative” for everything, life will cease to be the beautiful thing it is! And art or literature will stop being a source of wonder and delight. And besides, how can I be sure if all the readers in the world will agree that this particular emotion has been caused by this particular thing? If we could point at a formula for things like that, art will cease to mirror life!

But of course, you are “the” Eliot. So all I can do is try to understand you. But, please don’t torment me so! Don’t visit at nights, because unlike you, the wrestling of thoughts in my mind generally stop by that time, and I want to sleep! I’ll put it in the way of someone you deeply admired (and understood and followed), in hope that maybe then you’ll understand what I mean:

The apparition of your face in the night,

Is, for me, a cause of deep terror and fright.

Please Eliot, either you start making sense or stop visiting when I am trying to sleep!

Make no mistakes, I am a huge fan of your critical writings, I can’t really say about your poems and verse (pun intended) drama. But, I agree, as I said at the outset, that you’re one of the greatest men of all times. Thanks a lot for everything. But please have some mercy at me (and a thousand other students whose self confidence is at peril just because we live in constant fear of getting caught by the professors for ‘not’ understanding ‘Eliot’. It’s almost blasphemous even to admit that to oneself!) Have mercy!

Yours truly,

A Student who swears by The Sacred Wood :)

Morality is not an Abstract

Morality is a living reality, its not an abstract. (and this statement has nothing to do with the fact that I am presently  reading a Morality play :P)

But yes, morality is very much a part of the day to day life, and not just a topic for expositions and preaching. Like most good thing, we realize the full import of it when we are placed in a non moral (immoral would be the wrong word here) setup, when we are forced to live in an environment where practicing morals are not at the top of the virtual ‘To-Do List’. In an environment where ‘to show-off’ is valued, equality stinks, and the proverbial ‘deep water’ is often bartered away for half a pitcher of the life sustaining compound.. (this may be a side effect of reading Donne :P), people who value things like ‘morals’ are often seen as ‘misfits’ and ‘idealists’.

When placed in such an environment, you realize the importance of morals.. of forgiving, of respect and love for others, of selflessness, of having a charitable disposition, of realizing why humility is an absolute must and why being sensitive to others’ need makes you happy.

My inner peace is taken by storm, maybe I am just a sensitive dork. Maybe I am just an idealist. Maybe I am looking for the wrong thing (in this case, morals) at the wrong places.

But are morals such an extinct commodity? Do they not exist at all?

It does, even if in a small yet significant minority. And this is where I draw my hope and strength from. SP told me “Please be prepared for the hard realities you will face, now that you are out in the real world” and my father asks me to “make a place for yourself for then you’d be in a better position to decide with what kind of people and where you want to be.” These people, and also many others, who I am not quoting here for the lack of space, are the ones I see as ‘good people’, people who have taught me to be the person that I am today, people who have taught me morals, not by preaching, but by practicing, people who tell me that improvement is a constant and never ending process.

A ray of light from within is more powerful than a beam from elsewhere..

But maybe the torch inside responds better when it sees light from outside.. or maybe the insides need to be so strong that the battery never runs out..

Whatever ! I’ll keep on thinking endlessly. But the writing-me needs to practice self constraint. :P

In a manner of summarizing for the sake of summarizing, I hereby conclude that, yes, morals are very much alive! I feel it within me, and I pray I keep on feeling it, for, the day I stop will be the day I insult so many people who have deposited a huge trust in me..

I hope I never ever do that.

MORALITY IS A MUST. NO MORALS = NOT A HUMAN BEING

//Passionately and Aggressively (and consciously so :P)

/farheen

Rising Above the Narrow Confines of ‘Oneself’

Has it happened with you? Do you panic (consciously or subconsciously) on hearing that something good has happened with someone you know?

‘Something good’ can mean anything, from a friend getting admission into a great college or getting a proposal from a man of every girl’s dream. And worse than that, did it make you utter a silent wish that it wasn’t true? Or perhaps a sigh of relief on realizing that you dint hear it right?

If it has, you should know that it’s a psychological core issue you are suffering from, namely, “Low Self Esteem”

In issues relating to love relationships, this low self esteem can manifest itself in a variety of forms, and lead to other related issues like fear of intimacy or insecure sense of the ‘self’. In general day to day life, it can exhibit itself in the forms mentioned at the beginning and can cause bitterness, anger, hatred, lower self esteem and in extreme cases, anxiety and depression. Loss of friends and souring of relationships are mere side-effects in the wider picture.

You feel threatened if something good happens with others mainly because you feel something good that may/could/should have happened to you, has happened with them. If you have faith in your capabilities, this thing will never happen- for you’ll then realize that you will, in time, get your share of ‘something equally good or better’ and just because someone else received it now, doesn’t adversely affect your chances.

 Things maybe different, if the two of you were competing for the same thing and at the same time, though. :P

Tyson puts it very succinctly when she says “The only way we can hope to become better is by realizing our psychological issues and trying to put it right.”

Go do it ! :)

The first step is to ACCEPT.

Happy Healing. :D

You should ask yourself, as Enrique, or for that matter, I keep on asking myself:

“Dime a donde vas? Ye si sabes tu destino?”

Or Do You Know at all?

Take One Day at a Time :)

/F

Rekindling the EngLit in Me :)

(as I start University..)


Will you scream ‘Traitor!’ if I say:

1.   I like ‘contemporary’ better than the classics?

2.   I don’t really understand whatever Eliot says (at least not as much as is expected of me now.)?

3.   I think D. H Lawrence was a moron?

4.   I favour Dr. Johnson’s view of the Metaphysical Poets and not Eliot’s?

5.   I would burn every piece by Jane Austen if it were my free will that reigned supreme?

6.   I love Shaw. Totally. And prefer him over Eliot?

7.   I think Metaphysical poetry is great and enjoy it much more than the Romantic poetry?

8.   I think Coleridge as a critic was way better than Wordsworth?

9.   I am almost certain that Indian EP has a future if we look into it !?

10.   I have read Dickens only in abridged version?.( Although I have him on my shelf just to pretend that I read it.) ..

Wtf! Coz, even as I write #10, I am picking up “Hard Times”.. because my Mr. S (my subconscious :P) is screaming “TRAITOR” ! :P

:P

All Hail Eliot !

(h0pin I understand him better this year ! >-o] )

//farheen.wasp at gmaildotcom :)

/farheen in the EngLit M0de \m/

The Concept of ‘One Last Piece’: Condensed Thoughts ;)

Three years. Three years. Three years.!! “That’s all you have until we get you married off. (Married. & 0ff)”.

If you think that your parents have joined this ‘We give you three more years’ club,

 Welcome to the Group. :)

People getting married. Everywhere and all around. La familia or la amigas. Everyone. Hmm. The pressure mounts up. Three years. Yes, three years.

Three years.

These ‘three years’ set me thinking. Three years or 10. It doesn’t really matter. Parents say stuffs like that to make us work our guts out. Do the best we can. I only wish the same thing was told to guys as well. Then maybe they’d hurry up and the 20 year olds wont keep on getting stuck up with guys of 40.!

“Hurry up son, you have 2 more years. Settle down & get married. If you don’t, we’ll get you ...d! ” :P (coz we’ll get you married threat is really not meant for guys)

Jokes apart, now.

Why should we marry?

Because it seems like a good thing to do as everyone is getting married? I don’t think so. We should get married only because and when we feel we have found our “One Last Piece on Earth”.

Yes, and I am saying this. Because although Enrique’s voice is the sweetest I’ve ever heard, this sweet voice isn’t going to whisper in my ears any sooner than if I end up being a Hero-girl, the chances of which is clearly non-existent.  :P

 So, yes, a whisper in the ears is clearly one prime reason why you should marry (at least once in life.) :P =)

But when should we get married?

Yes, when. :) Like everything else, we humans, we plan. So, the plan is that you should get married when you have settled down well in life and you feel you can shoulder such a huge responsibility. Girls 0r Guys. This is a Cardinal Rule.

And who should you marry?

The opposite sex. :P You should marry your ‘One Last Piece’ because that person is your one last piece on earth! That is if you don’t believe that the Martians are going to adapt themselves on earth anytime soon (0r you on Mars).

And if you are in no mood to get married even after your ‘three years’ have expired,

This will hopefully do the trick: Pp read carefully, yu ;)

1. Keep on playing the maniac, the day dreamer.
2. Show your parents that you are fashion-challenged. And tell them that no thinking man in his right senses will marry an ugly duckling who doesn’t know how to put on the mascara.
3. Keep your room dirty and smelly. They will probably drop the idea until you learn how to manage stuffs. :)
4. Burn whatever you cook.
5. Tell  them you are waiting for the one who will tell you that you are his “One Last Piece on Earth” :">
6. You tell them the real reason, whatever that maybe. For, rest assured, they will understand because they are the ones who think the best for you. :)

Haha.

So, I addressed the issue, off my chest now. Phew !

Yeeeaah. No energy Drink in the world can do what the estribillo of “Everything’s Gonna Be Alright” can do !! CrazY!

//farheen.wasp at gmaildotcom :)

/farheen

A l0t of Confusion !! ~X(

... can occur when:

1.   Y0u are interested in s0meone, and that ‘some0ne’ thinks you are interested in some0ne else and the ‘some0ne else’ is related to both the ‘some0ne’ you are interested in, and y0u !

2.   Someone replaces an ‘E’ with an ‘A’. Like in the song, “Ring my Bells” :P =))

3.   You send some0ne to fix you up, with someone you have fixed your eyes on, and that someone you have fixed your eyes on fixes his/her eyes upon the 0ne you originally sent to fix you up !

4.   You want one thing and your Freudian self wants another :( :P

5.   You realize you are horn-like.. at a totally wrong time!!

6.    “I Like It ” ends in 3:35 secs. *whatever the hell has happened to Wmp?*

7.   Someone says “I want to dance a flamingo” :P

8.   Your siesta lasts for like Three (t with a trill, adds the Spanish thrill :D)hrs. (like mine :P) Siesta, you say, eh?? ;)

9.   I am singing paeans to Enrique and someone mentions ‘Julio’ :| T0tally Unacceptable :|

10. Someone is searching for Enrique’s CFM-l0ok pics. ! (What’s there to search for? All Enrique looks are naturally CFM-lo0kx! )

11. Usher misses the “Y0U” in “She can turn you into an animal”. :P Werewolf thi kya? :P

N0 more confusion with confusing confusables. 0r is it confusable confusions?

Whateva ! :-”

*She can turn into an animal*  BhaaaagoooOOoo! :P

-Buenos Morning :P (12:33 AM)

//A v3ry c0fused chica del chico :P

/farheen

The B0y Born at the End 0f July :D

Its July, although not the end.. (the end will c0me, anyway) 

But if its July, its  

Harry Potter 

To0k some leaves out of the Harry P0tter ppt :P

CHEERS t0 the boy b0rn at the end 0f July :D \m/ 

(And als0 t0 the man in the background of this slide snapshot :) 

*N0 p0int in guessing the right answer* :P )

/farheen

TO Mr. 0R Ms. S&U :)

I love to Enquire! (in case you dint notice, *Enquire* is an ANAGRAM for* Enrique* :P) haha! W0rds! Ai l0ve ‘em ! :D

I dreamt of LIBOR Scam and Bashar al-Assad !! OMG!!

Whatever the hell happened to creativity, Mr. S&U ??

Don’t leave me in the lurch.! N0t now. N0t ever!

Enrique, Poems and Plots were doing good enough dear, why leave it? I am doing my work, y0u please take care of yours. 0r else, how are we to survive?

Freud has asserted that Mr. S&U. ‘con’ us, for we have no control on em.. (and I have to believe Freud for lack of more experienced an authority on the subject).

Y0u have the power to do what you like my dear, but remember, we decided to be friends. ? Things were going all right! But if I am going to dream about the LIBOR Scam, (of all things in the world!).. maybe its time to knock the doors of .. well, a book. Lois Tyson, maybe? 

Leave all the hard and fast facts of the world to me, you please d0nt desert my soul! For if that is to happen, where am I to return to? Hold ground. Be strong.

We belong Together.

And.This.We.Cant.Change.

Next time, try something better. :)

+Even the title sounds like S&P ! But, its my Conscious writing this, so its 0kay :P Eliot will have to wait :( +

/farheen                                                                                    

D0es That Happen ?

Does a sound knowledge (and I don’t mean just a theoretical aspect) of psychology insure an equally effective usage in practical contexts? : An effective usage in practical situations should become a source of great power, for we would then be able to understand, and thus control, even if slightly, (by responding suitably) the behaviour of others by recognizing their psychological stimuli and reacting in a way that will serve our purpose.

But the question is: D0es that happen?

From whatever little knowledge of human psychology that I have, I expected it to bestow on me, a share of power in an equal ratio. But, as it turns out to be, the case is so not it! I could trace three reasons behind it :

1.    I am unable to rise above *my* psychological issues and more often than not, think about the impact a certain situation is going to have on me, rather than concentrating on h0w to best apply my theories to recognize and interpret behaviour patterns of others.. leave alone all the talk on how  influence it :P

2.    Words become my undoing. I speak so much that I forget to register the nuances (which by the way are crucial if are to develop the ‘intuition’).

3.    This entire *i-know-psychology-so-i-m-gonna-get-you-to-do-what-i-want* d0esn’t really work on parents! Maybe God has installed some inbuilt *i-have-a-better-knowledge-of-psychology-than-my-kids* chip in them. :| It never seems to work with them !!!

I have no intention whatsoever, of negating the importance of p0wer of psychology, for if nothing else, it does help us in understanding better, ourselves. And that’s no mean thing! For this I shall always be thankful to psychology, more appropriately, its literary wing.

 But I really feel someone should write a book on “How to Use Your Knowledge of Psychology to Beat Y0ur Parents’ Inbuilt Chip”

It will become an instant bestseller. !

N0 kidding !

Subah ho gayi mamu :P  *1AM in mi clock*

//The Late Riser (has to be, if one listens to Enrique till 2 in the morning. The sweet voice is better than any lullaby in the world! :D)

P.S: I added the above line soon as I noticed that there was *n0 mention of Enrique* anywhere! Gee! I almost panicked ! :P

# It’s like y0u are my favourite Drug :”>

:)

/farheen                

The Fear of Mediocrity

Its supremely ironical that sometimes the “Fear of Mediocrity” holds us back from rising above the levels of what we think is “good enough in its own right” but is actually just another level of mediocrity!

There a times when we try to shy away from ‘the next best thing’ because we fear that we might as well turn out to be ‘The Mediocre’ and we easily chose ‘our comfort pad’ because its somehow easier to excel in there. But then to not even try to rise above our predefined, time tested levels .. isn’t this the classic example, a predefined formula, of being a mediocre?

Shouldn’t we at least give it a try? If only, to tell ourselves that we aren’t really “give-uppers” (if such a word even exists :P)

 Rest is all up to God, the Almighty.

Besides, are we such a mediocre that we can’t even do something we have absolutely decided to do?

*Now, before some of you, as always, start to wonder how such profound thoughts are flowing out of the pens of the girl who looks so inconsequential, and is actually so trivial and immature; let me tell you that Enrique inspires these great thoughts in me :)

The way he ventured out of his ‘comfort pad’ with his album ‘Euphoria’ is truly very highly inspiring.! He traded his simple love ballads (which had outlived there shelf life and wasn’t really gelling with the current music scene) for a more upbeat, more modern style, branching out, experimenting with different genres like rap (with Pitbull), Hip-hop (‘Push’ from Insomniac) and others.

A lot of hard work has gone into creating music that is decidedly ‘different’ from Enrique v.1.

The subject however remains the same : L0VE. :D B-)

After all, if it’s not love, how are we to recognize that its 0ur Supern0va? ;)

The move invited a lot of ire from people who call him ‘his great fans’, for they missed the ‘old’ style of Enrique. These fans, I think, totally missed the point. Or they weren’t really great fans. For Enrique retains his ‘trademark’, his quality, his ‘ooh yeahs’, his ‘oh no’s!’and ‘yeaaahs’ in ‘Euphoria’.

His ‘Ennrique-ness’ which all of us *real*fans hold very dear and close to our hearts, is very much still there.

He couldn’t take in mediocrity after tasting Success, after being the best, realized that he was somehow falling into that vicious trap of making oneself believe that ‘my mediocre place is good enough’. He woke to a realization that he is somehow falling behind and he did all it took to rise above.. to be the best.. and not just ‘the next best’..

He realized, as he says:

“We know we got what it takes to make it”

…and if this is how we proceed.. indeed,

“In the end, Everything’s Gonna Be Alright” :)

-Good MorninG :) *12:36AM in mi clock*

/farheen (wh0 else ? :P)

Insomniac :(

Its almost 2AM .. Actually its 2:02 in the morning. As the greatest balladeer sings his ballad in the background I write this..

But what do I write?

>The Rio+20 was a failure.

>Egypt gets its first President. Congrats Morsy.

>Y. R. Gilani is the PM no more.. And Justice Katju thinks the Pakistan SC went overboard with that judgement.

>Singur Land Act struck down as unconstitutional by a Bench Court del Calcutta HC.

>China sends first woman in space.

>New Telecom Policy gets a big “NO” from consumers and business houses alike.

>Nadal wins French Open. Prepares for Wimbledon.

My R0om rat has found a mate who is chasing him across the room!! God!! Somebody tell these “in-l0ve” rats that my room aint no wooing/mating ground!!!!!! Human PDA is bad enough, Rats I d0nt ever want to see y0urs! Yuck.

* “I kn0w we're the stars, nob0dy can fukc with us!

D0nt care h0w far! ‘Coz we gonna make it”

Enrique Baba ki Jai !

+Nayan ke saath saath kaan ki bhi sukh prapti ho jati hai baba k shran me.

Bol0 Spain waley Enrique baba ki Jai! :D

Jai!!

2:25AM: Status: *YaWn*

Screw ! Everytime I am like ‘this is the last song’.. another Enrique songs starts playin and I am like ‘this is the last song’ again! :(

Sh*t. There it goes again!

“Wish I was Your Lover” *last s0ng*

“HeartBeat!” *last song !!*

“Miss You !!” *last S0ng*!! aaaaaa!!

*Turn Shuffle 0ff*

Queue up “The First Cut is the Deepest”. :P

Shut Down.

Shut the fuck up !

-Adios

/farheen

I am Gonna Be Here !! ..S0oner :)

CHADAR TREK

Its so beautiful that it can 0nly be real..!! 0nly the Artist called God can make something as beautiful as this!!

 Pe0ple walking besides the frozen waterfall!

OH G0D!! (>-o]) I AbSoLuTeLY HAVE tO BE hEre !! 

 0MG!! *Wilder than my wildest Dreams!* :P

Ar0und 50K is all yu need :P
G0 n0where mi Zanskar.. Mi fav0urite CHADAR :D :D
I'll c0me around asap! :)

/farheen

Escapists or Romantics?

 

Whatever we say in contradiction, we are all Romantics at heart…. Where else would we get this absurd idea that we have the great ability to move on through all the thick and thins of the terrors of life in the modern world?

Talking not of the entire world but only of… perhaps the big bags and small pockets of urban and rural India where life comes to a standstill for a moment and then the machines starts again except for the few families who are directly affected. This, until the next attack includes another mass to the list of traumatised families. Well, but life goes on for the others. There is work and pleasure to deal with. The next day starts and ends in a flurry of bosses, desks, chairs, then movies, dinners and oh! (how can I forget?) parties!

What happened to the loss and memory of the last day? Is it a part of History? It wasn’t that long… we cannot start a story with “Once upon a time…” when it was only yesterday. Still that is exactly what we are doing. Are we really that insensitive or have we become an escapist nation who run away from the unpleasant, rather than facing it?

Some allege it is the life-force of the nation(especially some parts of it)that lets the spirit take over. Or maybe we are such die-hard romantics that we believe in the core of our hearts that despite all the altercations this is actually the ideal universe (distorted slightly)… and hence everything magically cures itself and wakes up the next morning with a smiling, if not happy, face.

//meghanka

RIP Mehdi Hassan

“Zindagi mein to sabhi pyaar kiya karte hain..

Mar ke bhi chahoonga tujhe meri jaan main”

>>To love you as I live is taken. I’ll love you even after I’ve moved on..

RIP Mehdi Hassan : The God of Ghazal

As the world mourns over the loss of what Lata Mangeshkar called “The Voice Of GOd”..

Its hard to believe, and the same time truly inspiring to know that people like you exist in this very world, which is so full of mediocrity..

I 0nly wish I had discovered you earlier..

The more I discover them Urdu masters the more I fall in love with the language! Languages are like the best gift mankind has gifted itself !!

Shame on me for remaining so aloof for so long, from this spring of eternal joy ! :((

Every thing that happens in life makes us richer in experience! Lets equally value the bad ones for they teach us!

So every heartbreak, heartache and heartshake is important! Value what has passed and prepare for the future :)

“Ranjish hi sahee.. Dil hi dukhane ke liye aajaa..”

.. Adieu Mehdi Hassan

/farheen

 Suffering fr0m Spanish Flu .. </3

Mi Corazon..!! Mi c0razon..! .. hehe

        @Ayer: Hey, dime a donde vas, y si sabes tu destino..

Quique!! You’ve proved beyond doubt that Music and poetry is truly beyond the various barriers of language and culture.

The drum beat.. like heartbeats, touches the heart with such power that its impossible to ‘escape’ the magic, its beyond restraint to reign in the great gallops that the heart-horse makes !! Couple this with the heavenly voice of Enrique the Iglesias! No wonder Enrique is the ‘hero’ of tens of millions of people around the world!

@Finale Roland Garros

As I watched the King of Clay play, my heart in the breeze did sway, and the best of all Nadal won! Hurray! A thing of beauty, Nadal’s art, is a joy forever.. as I watched this final I was reminded of Nadal’s first French Open win against Federer!! The signature winning moment celebrations is so contagious!! I love it!!! :D :D :D

@Spanish: Idioma del Amor

I love this language.. Nai aati  isliye rona aata hai! X( koi mere papa ji ko samjhao ki I want to learn this language.. more than many other things that I want to learn L(

*I’ll marry some polyglot.. fer us mi am0r se I’ll learn mi Idioma del Am0r :”> *

Hahaha silly meh ! K

@farheen

Crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy!!!!

Jab tak college.. oops, UNIVERSITY ki padhai start ni ho jati, this mindless mind activity will continue! 0h Gawd!! :’((

***B0rEd LikE HeLL***

-Auf Wiedersehen

/farheen