1. Publish a book
2. Learn Spanish thus making me a master of 5 languages
3. Visit Spain, France, Thailand, Malaysia, Singapore, Manipur, Canada
4. Write a message in a bottle and get a reply and be that person’ s friend forever.
5. Buy my own house in south Mumbai.
6. Be the manager of a fashion brand by 26
7. Have a job that requires me to travel all over the globe and make friends from each continent
8. Always keep doing charity
9. Tell my crush I liked him someday
10. Have a gay friend and go to a gay club
11. Go backpacking to some country
12. Make north east of India my old age home
13. Send my parents on a holiday with my own money.
14. Have a personal driver so that I don’t have to drive , public transport rules.
15. Adopt a child or at least pay for one child’s education
16. Keep learning something or the other
17. Master the art of cooking and take the tension off my mom
18. Have one day when I can just switch off from this world and have a whole day to my self
19. Find a place that not many people know of and make it my secret abode.
20. Meet fabregas or kaka or higuain or any hot football player that is out there be it for a few seconds but meet them. Especially fabregas.
21. Keep updating this list each year after striking off one thing.
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
A LOT CAN HAPPEN OVER COFFEE!!!
Rachel, a normal 24 year old New Yorker, trying to make it big in this city, goes to the same cafeteria everyday to pick up the usual bagels and a regular decaf for her boss & while doing all this she always stands there for minute lost in her thoughts, hoping that she will be the editor of the magazine one day & young girls like her will get her coffee one day, ‘’your bagels & coffee ma’am’’.....Ms. six inches’’( since she wears six inch high heels)....oh sorry!! Yeah I’m getting late...takes the coffee & bagels & runs towards her office on the opposite street. Mr .Woods a retired man having no family in this city is a regular at the coffee shop...it is this shop , his morning coffee, The New York times & these kids running around in a hurry to get the coffee for their bosses, is what keeps him entertained, though he sees the regular people like Rachel coming there & taking coffee for their bosses & always being in a hurry, there is something about Rachel that he finds interesting , that makes her stand out from the rest of the crowd, he knows that she has a certain spark in her that she will make it big someday but there’s something that compels him to find out more about Rachel.
He decides to go there before her & observe her for a few days....April 20, 8:00 a.m, Mr. Woods is late by a minute.... sees her running in those sky high heels, tripping, dropping her bag, files but yet saving the bagels & coffee (well now that is a the best assistant indeed!) so Mr. Woods decides to go early the next morning & sits at the table with his pen & diary 7:58, there comes Rachel asking for her regular take away...Mr. Woods jots down how dedicated & sincere she is but yet that one thing that he sees in her he can’t quite guess it so again next morning he’s back at 7.30 at the table waiting for her, but she never turns up! So Mr. woods comes next morning but again no signs of Rachel.....he thinks of inquring at her office & goes across the street but the receptionist says there’s no Rachel here thinking of some misunderstanding, he goes to the coffee shop
He asks Ben the guy who keeps Rachel’s take away ready... but Ben starts wondering who is this guy talking about & says he’s not aware of any such girl or any such person who he gives away bagels & decaf at 7.58 daily he shows him his diary in which he describes Rachel as this beautiful 24 year old young & hard working brunette & that how he calls her Ms .six inches always.... but Ben asks him to go away & stop troubling his customers & him (not recollecting any such girl)...Mr. Woods confused, angry, shocked, sad returns to his home, his diary by his side taking a nap on his chair, suddenly a voice calls out to him, ‘’Mr. Woods !Mr. Woods! It’s me Rachel , you were looking out for me right?’’ Mr. Woods gets scared wondering how is the diary talking to him.. Throws his diary..... ‘’don’t be scared I’m Rachel I won’t harm you’’!... why is that you didn’t go to your office or to the coffee shop today? How come those people don’t know you? Who are you? Why are you doing this to me?.... don’t worry Mr.
Woods you will get all your answers if you do as i say if you go to Denver & meet your daughter tomorrow she’s waiting for you & you too are waiting for her i know....how do you know about her? I will never talk to her not even over my dead body.... tell me who in the world are you? ‘’Well
Mr.Woods the mystery will be revealed once you go there... you know you want to’’ (Mr.
woods had cut all his ties with his daughter, because she ran away from college with her boyfriend who Mr. Woods didn’t approve of, it’s been 15 years since he has had any contacts with her whatsoever, Rose his daughter misses him & has tried many times to contact him but no response from his side, she is the only child he has, she has written to him about her big promotion, her 1st car, etc & every little joy but has got no response) he in turn writes letters to his daughter but has never had the wish to post them because of the embarrassment he had to face due to her. Though deep down he still cries & prays for her.
He gets a call from his doctor ( on April 19 he had gone through some tests & it showed he’s suffering from the last stage of cancer) saying that his condition is worsening day by day & he has no more than a month or two to live & fulfil all his wishes.... he breaks down though there’s nothing he has to lose it’s Rose that’s on his mind right now he gets the flash back of their happier times..... ‘’Mr. Woods! (the diary shouts out) It’s me again Rachel so are you going to meet her?’’ but who are you (crying) asks her... ‘’just take this trip & you will know exactly who am I’’... thinking about what the doctor just said... he makes up his mind & leaves to meet Rose.... knowing that she works in this big fashion magazine he goes there.., there is his little Rose, in front of him the 35 year old editor , assistants getting coffee & bagel for her, she sees him & comes running towards him, both break down & go to a small coffee shop that’s right across the office, the owner shouts out ‘’oh! Ms. Six inches, you came today , what a surprise!! & i ask her what’s M. Six inches & she says what he witnesses in New York the story of Rachel.... he opens his diary..... there he finds out scribbled ‘’that Rachel was no one but your 24 year old daughter Rose , it was that period you missed out of her’s while she was growing!!! Rachel was no one but his own sub conscious mind creating a picture of his own daughter who he missed so much but never met her & it was the news on April 19 of his cancer that led him to draw up the picture & finally meet his daughter after 15 long years and here is to their new beginnings
A LOT CAN INDEED HAPPEN OVER COFFEE!!!
He decides to go there before her & observe her for a few days....April 20, 8:00 a.m, Mr. Woods is late by a minute.... sees her running in those sky high heels, tripping, dropping her bag, files but yet saving the bagels & coffee (well now that is a the best assistant indeed!) so Mr. Woods decides to go early the next morning & sits at the table with his pen & diary 7:58, there comes Rachel asking for her regular take away...Mr. Woods jots down how dedicated & sincere she is but yet that one thing that he sees in her he can’t quite guess it so again next morning he’s back at 7.30 at the table waiting for her, but she never turns up! So Mr. woods comes next morning but again no signs of Rachel.....he thinks of inquring at her office & goes across the street but the receptionist says there’s no Rachel here thinking of some misunderstanding, he goes to the coffee shop
He asks Ben the guy who keeps Rachel’s take away ready... but Ben starts wondering who is this guy talking about & says he’s not aware of any such girl or any such person who he gives away bagels & decaf at 7.58 daily he shows him his diary in which he describes Rachel as this beautiful 24 year old young & hard working brunette & that how he calls her Ms .six inches always.... but Ben asks him to go away & stop troubling his customers & him (not recollecting any such girl)...Mr. Woods confused, angry, shocked, sad returns to his home, his diary by his side taking a nap on his chair, suddenly a voice calls out to him, ‘’Mr. Woods !Mr. Woods! It’s me Rachel , you were looking out for me right?’’ Mr. Woods gets scared wondering how is the diary talking to him.. Throws his diary..... ‘’don’t be scared I’m Rachel I won’t harm you’’!... why is that you didn’t go to your office or to the coffee shop today? How come those people don’t know you? Who are you? Why are you doing this to me?.... don’t worry Mr.
Woods you will get all your answers if you do as i say if you go to Denver & meet your daughter tomorrow she’s waiting for you & you too are waiting for her i know....how do you know about her? I will never talk to her not even over my dead body.... tell me who in the world are you? ‘’Well
Mr.Woods the mystery will be revealed once you go there... you know you want to’’ (Mr.
woods had cut all his ties with his daughter, because she ran away from college with her boyfriend who Mr. Woods didn’t approve of, it’s been 15 years since he has had any contacts with her whatsoever, Rose his daughter misses him & has tried many times to contact him but no response from his side, she is the only child he has, she has written to him about her big promotion, her 1st car, etc & every little joy but has got no response) he in turn writes letters to his daughter but has never had the wish to post them because of the embarrassment he had to face due to her. Though deep down he still cries & prays for her.
He gets a call from his doctor ( on April 19 he had gone through some tests & it showed he’s suffering from the last stage of cancer) saying that his condition is worsening day by day & he has no more than a month or two to live & fulfil all his wishes.... he breaks down though there’s nothing he has to lose it’s Rose that’s on his mind right now he gets the flash back of their happier times..... ‘’Mr. Woods! (the diary shouts out) It’s me again Rachel so are you going to meet her?’’ but who are you (crying) asks her... ‘’just take this trip & you will know exactly who am I’’... thinking about what the doctor just said... he makes up his mind & leaves to meet Rose.... knowing that she works in this big fashion magazine he goes there.., there is his little Rose, in front of him the 35 year old editor , assistants getting coffee & bagel for her, she sees him & comes running towards him, both break down & go to a small coffee shop that’s right across the office, the owner shouts out ‘’oh! Ms. Six inches, you came today , what a surprise!! & i ask her what’s M. Six inches & she says what he witnesses in New York the story of Rachel.... he opens his diary..... there he finds out scribbled ‘’that Rachel was no one but your 24 year old daughter Rose , it was that period you missed out of her’s while she was growing!!! Rachel was no one but his own sub conscious mind creating a picture of his own daughter who he missed so much but never met her & it was the news on April 19 of his cancer that led him to draw up the picture & finally meet his daughter after 15 long years and here is to their new beginnings
A LOT CAN INDEED HAPPEN OVER COFFEE!!!
Monday, September 19, 2011
To that friend
I once had a friend,
we used to hang out like there was no end,
Life was like a fantasy land,
a place so grand, that makes you crazy- crazy, crazy happy!
Oh, we loved each other and played all day, like the whole world was our playground,
then one day that friend moved around, the world all of a sudden became empty.
In touch we did keep, until life gave us a kick and that friend got replaced by others,
Once in a while those memories flashed and I shed a few tears- of joy and happiness, thinking today I will call that friend as life kept us moving further apart and ahead.
One day I got a message- “Ms. Your friend is no more”,
the bitterest tears are shed over graves for words left unspoken and deeds left undone.
In the end we remember not the words of our enemies but the silence of our friends.
To that friend who’s shining up there and sending all the light my way, a friend who was hard to find, hard to leave and impossible to forget- “ there's nothing I can change wherever you are, whichever world you go in, there's always going to be one empty place for you in my heart nobody can replace never gone, never far, in my heart is where you are. Always close, every day, every step along the way. Even though for now, we've got to say good-bye, you'll be there forever in my life”
we used to hang out like there was no end,
Life was like a fantasy land,
a place so grand, that makes you crazy- crazy, crazy happy!
Oh, we loved each other and played all day, like the whole world was our playground,
then one day that friend moved around, the world all of a sudden became empty.
In touch we did keep, until life gave us a kick and that friend got replaced by others,
Once in a while those memories flashed and I shed a few tears- of joy and happiness, thinking today I will call that friend as life kept us moving further apart and ahead.
One day I got a message- “Ms. Your friend is no more”,
the bitterest tears are shed over graves for words left unspoken and deeds left undone.
In the end we remember not the words of our enemies but the silence of our friends.
To that friend who’s shining up there and sending all the light my way, a friend who was hard to find, hard to leave and impossible to forget- “ there's nothing I can change wherever you are, whichever world you go in, there's always going to be one empty place for you in my heart nobody can replace never gone, never far, in my heart is where you are. Always close, every day, every step along the way. Even though for now, we've got to say good-bye, you'll be there forever in my life”
Sunday, August 14, 2011
TO THE UNKNOWN MANY!!
To the unsung heroes, who fight till the last breath!!
To the many pledges, promising sacrifice till death!!
To all the overcoming fears, blood and tears shed!!
To their motherland, after being laid to rest is all but a wasteland!!
To all those trying times, with hurt and vengeance in their lives!!
and all triumphant victories, with major glories!!
To the deep longing and endless waiting to embrace their beloved!!
To those unsung heroes- the unknown many who are laid to sleep forever fighting for their motherland's pride only so we could sleep one more night!!
to all the real heroes the jawans of this country!!
To the many pledges, promising sacrifice till death!!
To all the overcoming fears, blood and tears shed!!
To their motherland, after being laid to rest is all but a wasteland!!
To all those trying times, with hurt and vengeance in their lives!!
and all triumphant victories, with major glories!!
To the deep longing and endless waiting to embrace their beloved!!
To those unsung heroes- the unknown many who are laid to sleep forever fighting for their motherland's pride only so we could sleep one more night!!
to all the real heroes the jawans of this country!!
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
LAST WORDS!!!
Talk in everlasting words and dedicate them all to me,
and I will give you all my life, I'm here if you should call to me,
you think that I don't even mean a single word I say...
Words- thouands uttered daily,
some nasty and others hastily,
they decide your personality,
while certain things are best left unspoken,
while others could lead to many hearts broken,
words- a privileged few get to express,
dealing with a certain words you'd bet is a stress,
tread carefully with your words, you never know when your first could be your last spoken,
life in this unpredicatble world- alive today, gone tomorrow,
words spoken from january- december, last words are all that people will remember,
first impressions are the last impressions, when your gone last spoken words are the first that people will remember forever,
always end your conversations with the best & sweetest words, cos thats all that'll be etched forever...
it's only words and words are all I have to take your heart away.....
make it a point to end on a good note!!
PS- dedicated to Jonathan Joshua Fernandes my favourite drummer from the band reverse polarity R.I.P \m/
and I will give you all my life, I'm here if you should call to me,
you think that I don't even mean a single word I say...
Words- thouands uttered daily,
some nasty and others hastily,
they decide your personality,
while certain things are best left unspoken,
while others could lead to many hearts broken,
words- a privileged few get to express,
dealing with a certain words you'd bet is a stress,
tread carefully with your words, you never know when your first could be your last spoken,
life in this unpredicatble world- alive today, gone tomorrow,
words spoken from january- december, last words are all that people will remember,
first impressions are the last impressions, when your gone last spoken words are the first that people will remember forever,
always end your conversations with the best & sweetest words, cos thats all that'll be etched forever...
it's only words and words are all I have to take your heart away.....
make it a point to end on a good note!!
PS- dedicated to Jonathan Joshua Fernandes my favourite drummer from the band reverse polarity R.I.P \m/
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
THEN & NOW
Then I was 8, now I am 18
Then I was innocent, now I am a bitch
The I the world loved/accepted me the way I was, now they love/accept me on my coolness.
Then I loved my parents, now I fight with them,
Then I fought with my sibling, now I can’t live w/o my sibling
Then I was directionless, now I have 100s of ‘em
Then I ran to catch a ball, now I run to catch a train/fame
Then I had a halo, now I have horns
Then I followed, now I lead
Then life was flawless, now life is filled with obstacles
Then I was just another girl, now I can’t afford to be just another girl,
Then I was in Bombay, now I am in Mumbai,
Then I wanted to be where I am today, now I want to go back to then
A lot has changed since then & keeps changing now, the 1 thing that hasn’t changed is that I had dreams then, I have dreams now
Life has become hectic & I keep loosing myself to now. But this now will soon become then one day & then I would again wanna go back to now. I loved my then , I like my now & I don’t know my future will be how!! But I shall keep dreaming & move on for now!!
Then I was innocent, now I am a bitch
The I the world loved/accepted me the way I was, now they love/accept me on my coolness.
Then I loved my parents, now I fight with them,
Then I fought with my sibling, now I can’t live w/o my sibling
Then I was directionless, now I have 100s of ‘em
Then I ran to catch a ball, now I run to catch a train/fame
Then I had a halo, now I have horns
Then I followed, now I lead
Then life was flawless, now life is filled with obstacles
Then I was just another girl, now I can’t afford to be just another girl,
Then I was in Bombay, now I am in Mumbai,
Then I wanted to be where I am today, now I want to go back to then
A lot has changed since then & keeps changing now, the 1 thing that hasn’t changed is that I had dreams then, I have dreams now
Life has become hectic & I keep loosing myself to now. But this now will soon become then one day & then I would again wanna go back to now. I loved my then , I like my now & I don’t know my future will be how!! But I shall keep dreaming & move on for now!!
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