Time to catch up on my tags.


The first one is from I Walk Alone. The book tag. Here goes.

1) Take the nearest book lying beside.
2) Read three lines from 5th sentence of page 123.

So the book is The WonderSpot by Melissa Bank. The lines are:

If she wanted me, she called rather than walked down. I opened her mail; I answered her phone; I typed her letters. Instead of asking me to read manuscripts, she said "Take a look."

Pretty senseless eh. Haha. Weird tag to begin with!


The next one is from Buzz. The mosaic tag.

Quick rules :
1. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.
2. Using only the first page of results, and pick one image.
3. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into Big Huge Lab’s Mosaic Maker to create a mosaic of the picture answers.

And this are the questions :
1. What is your first name?
2. What is your favorite food? right now?
3. What high school did you go to?
4. What is your favorite color?
5. Who is your celebrity crush?
6. What is your favorite drink?
7. What is your dream vacation?
8. What is your favorite dessert?
9. What do you want to be when you grow up?
10. What do you love most in life?
11. What is one word that describes you?
12. What is your user name?

And the mosaic turns out to be :

There you go. I tried to choose the most random pictures that turned up on every page for fun. Actually, not the most random, the most random yet pretty picture would be it. And for some strange reason, a lot of the pictures were being repeated with every search.

Alright, now the tag other people bit of both tags, I leave it to you. You like it, you tag it, you do it. Cheers.

Just when you think you are the only crazy, foolish, insane person on mother earth, someone knocks on your door and lets you know you have company.

:)

It's been a long time. A long long time. Yeah from the blogging as well. But no, that is not what I am talking about here. It has been a very long time. And every time I think about it, I always count how long it would have been if we were together. Fcuking optimism. Hope. Lost hope. But the fact is that we are not. And we will never be. Not this time. You promised me the next. I'm waiting.

I have tried to move on. I swear I have. I feel like I'm moving. But whenever I stop to look around me, everything is the same. I try to run way ahead, but my feet are glued to where you left me. Or where I left you and me. I don't know what I am going to do. I spend most of my days and nights trying to figure that out. I have been trying to figure out ever since. And I still have no answer, nothing close to an answer. So every damn day, I run, I move and I remain where I am, where I was. Day in and day out. I try.

I need to unlearn and learn again. I need to start to feel again.

I need to move on.

I wonder if you know I am me. Sometimes I feel like I am in my own dream world, talking to my own dream people. You must know I am me. You can't not know it. I know that you don't need to know, you can just feel me. Right?

Oh! Why does Bollywood have to come up with these totally melt your heart kinda love songs every once in while, which make you reminisce and become all nostalgic about that perfect, mushy, gooey love that was once in your life and feel like shite and void and empty and horrible. Ohhh, that sucks. It sucks, sucks, sucks. Totally!

I have learnt in the past four days that life never doesn't always turn out the way you expect it to. You don't do the things you'd planned and end up doing the ones you wouldn't have thought you would. You don't meet the people you were waiting to see, but you most unexpectedly have the greatest encounters with unknown faces. The things you have been waiting for forever never arrive, yet you do find unimaginable surprises coming your way every once in a while. And when you look back at all that has gone past by, it makes you feel like a fool to know how much you planned and expected and waited, all for nothing.

I didn't get on the roller coaster I was waiting to. But hey, life is one hell of a ride and I don't need no roller coaster to get the adrenaline rushing.

It is tag time. And cheers to Buzz for my first tag ever!

These are the rules:

1. Link the person(s) who tagged you - http://sam-memoirs.blogspot.com/
2. Mention the rules on your blog.
3. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours.
4. Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them.
5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged.

The quircky me:

1. I can fall asleep practically anywhere, in any position (now do not take that literally, that means any not normal sleeping position, no wild imagination here). Moving vehicles - trains, buses, cars, etc are my favorite. They can just rock me to sleep if I'm in them for say, more than 20 minutes. On another note, I am a pretty sound sleeper. The world can fall apart, but I will remain in my dreams.
2. I am a cereal monster. I can finish a whole box of cereal, just on its own, in one sitting.
3. I have a tendency not to open my entire book in front of any one person. There is not a single soul who knows the complete me. The closest anyone has ever got to is 99%.
4. I don't get freaked out at all by exams. In fact, I almost have the I-don't-care attitude when it comes to exams. That is weird, considering most of the world works the other way round. And no, I happen to do pretty fine in them despite the lackadaisical attitude.
5. When I discover a song and really like it, I can listen to it non stop on repeat for a week or two, depending on how much I like it.
6. No matter how pro I may seem at it, I secretly fear public speaking.

I think the entire blog-world has been tagged with this tag already, so I can't really think of anyone more to tag. So if you haven't done this one yet, go tag yourself!

I live in denial. Denial of my weaknesses. Denial of how much more capable the others are. Denial of loneliness being my best friend. Denial of my dark side. Denial of the missing love. Denial of my immoralities. Denial of my jaded self.

Why do I play this game of hide and seek? Maybe, all of it all out in the open will result in an information overload, a system crash. Maybe, it is my defense mechanism against all the troubles out there. Maybe, denial is the key to survival.