This is the point where the dream shatters and leaves me pierced and pained with little bits and pieces of it. Again. See. That is why you should not hope. As much as I say that you should look at the world with bright, shiny eyes and nuture dreams in them like they are your very own babies, you should not. It's all crappy optimism that gets you nowhere. We need to get real. I need to get real. I need to stop dreaming. Especially the year-end dreaming. Bad bad time to dream. I don't learn from mistakes, do I. Only a miracle can do the wonder now. And no. They do not happen as often as you would like them to.

On another note. I pray that all in Mumbai are safe. The world is becoming deadlier by the day.

Lies. They are the things people use to keep themselves looking pretty in the picture. And make the others look ugly. At times, they can make everyone look pretty and hide the ugly little secret that would have made the world fall apart. They can break hearts. Shatter hopes. Dissolve dreams. Kill you alive. And then, there are the lies that can make you live your life the way that you probably would not have had you known the truth.

The truth is scary. Most of the time. Almost all of the time. Maybe that is why the lies exist. To make the world less horrifying. And brighter. And shinier.

People find themselves running away from the truth time and again. Telling themselves lies. Like they are their favourite bed time stories. Like they are the fairy tales everyone is supposed to believe in. And they do. Believe in the lies. For sometime. But every once in a while, it hits you. The lie that you are living. And you just want to sit in a dark corner and run everything through your head again and again and again. To want to figure out what went wrong. Where it all went wrong. And you keep sitting and figuring. And when you realize that you still don't know and probably never will, you gather the courage to start telling yourself those lies again. Coz you know there is no other way out. To carry on.

They say if you repeat a lie with enough conviction, it often becomes the truth. I wonder if that will be the fate of all the sweet lies I keep singing to myself.

I was reading about biscuits. And I got reminded of the Britannia Nice biscuits you get in India. Coconut biscuits with hard sugar sprinkled on them. I want them. Now. I haven't had them in ages! Now now NOW!

It is pretty evident. I have nothing better to blog about. I hope to be back with something better. No, I will be back with something better. Soon. Take good care.

I want to blog. And I am not feeling particularly poetic or wordy or thoughtful or anything on those lines. So. It is tag time!

Trillian tagged me almost an era ago. I am slow, I know. But I made it. And here it is.

RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.

RULE #2 Tag 6 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.

1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?
Shattered. Shocked. Scarred. I would cry my eyes out initially. And then do my be-strong-and-move-on act. Yes, the make-believe one.

2. If you can have a dream come true, what would it be?
This is a tough one. I have so many of them. You know that. My pick right now - to have hair like Priyanka Chopra. I know, a very bimbotic pick. But what can I do. She does have gorgeous hair. All those curls and locks. Omg.

3. Whose butt would you like to kick?
No one I can think of really. But if you insist, my boss perhaps?

4. What would you do with a billion dollars?

Travel the world. Own a heavenly home. Indulge in retail therapy. And here is the smart bit. Invest. I wish I could be half this smart in reality.

5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?
I don't know. I have never done this, so I can't really say. Though I think I'd like the lover and the best friend to be separate. Variety.

6. Which is more blessed: loving someone or being loved by someone?

Being loved by someone you love.

7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you love?
Forever. Not. Not unless you are like God himself. I am a very impatient person generally.

8. If the person you secretly like is attached, what will you do?

Drop hints all around, in an imaginary circle, and then wait and watch. Like a sly wolf waiting for his prey.

9. If you could root for one social cause, what would it be?
Child labour.

10. What takes you down the fastest?
Broken dreams. Down down down.

11. Where do you see yourself in 10 years time?
In that heavenly home of mine. Being a kick-ass mom.

12. What’s your fear?
Creepy crawlies. Seriously.

13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?
A funky cool chica.

14. Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor?
Single and rich. No. I can't survive on love alone.

15. What’s the first thing you do when you wake up?
Wonder if I am late again.

16. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously who will you pick?
I'll toss a coin. Lol. No. The one I love more. The one that feels more real.

17. Would you give all in a relationship?

For sure. It's all or nothing baby.

18. Would you forgive and forget someone no matter how horrible a thing he has done?
Forgive, maybe. Depends on my love for the person. Forget, probably never. You can't erase out memory, right?

19. Do you prefer being single or in a relationship?
In a relationship. It's not always rainbows and butterflies. But still.

20. List of 6 people to tag:
Preeti
J
Shoe Girl
Che
Deewana
Still

So long.