Feb 18, 2010

When you say nothing at all...

Silence is alluring…sometimes, it gives excruciating pain and sometimes, it is phenomenally comforting. Silence can drive you crazy at times, reminding you incessantly of the existent void in your life. But, at times, it can suture many time-inflicted wounds.

As they say, silence is the hardest argument to refute… At times, I would have futile arguments with my dad and the last move of the game would be played by him with the best weapon to be used against me, his silence. Sometimes ,lights would be turned off and he would retire to bed with my questions being unanswered and sometimes ,he would direct his whole attention back to the TV screen without paying any heed to what I said. I would be left stranded with confusion and frustration and would finally succumb in the battle of words.

Even silence can speak. Someone has very rightly said that spiteful words can hurt your feelings but silence breaks your heart. It shows that someone is totally indifferent to your feelings, which inflicts even deeper scars than someone who is angry or resented by you. A friend of mine was truly and crazily in love with a guy who simply considered her as a good friend. Sometimes, he became so distant to her as if she is just another passerby in his life and at times, he would make her feel as if he was in love with her. Every day she would tell him how madly she was in love with him and how difficult it had become for her to step back. He would always be silent and never utter a single word about how he felt, listen for a while and then simply say, “Good night… It’s getting late.”

As an illustration of the comfort it exudes, whenever I would cry bitterly over several issues, trivial or like an ordeal, my sister would hold me tight and stroke my hair gently without uttering a single word. Her silence would say it all, that she understood my pain, that she would stand by me for time indefinite, no matter what and slowly, my pain would wane away.

It’s amazing how sealing the words away can give a new dimension to so many new aspects in life…Whether it is an apology to someone or an expression of love, silence says it all…words fade away and the eyes do the talking.

Sometimes if a problem annoys me or is too turbulent too endure, I prefer tearing away from the world and being alone for a while, within the four walls of my room or some other peaceful place. The silence exuded by the surroundings helps me to ponder, contemplate, find solutions to problems, gather enough endurance and bring a new direction to my life.

Now that it’s time to recline under the warm, cozy and caressing blankets of silence within the four walls of my room, I would conclude my post with a quote by Andre Kostelanetz,”Everybody should have his personal sounds to listen for - sounds that will make him exhilarated and alive or quite and calm.... One of the greatest sounds of them all - and to me it is a sound - is utter, complete silence.

Feb 12, 2010

Being mean!!!!

How mean can a person get!!! I have collected the crappiest, slimiest,meanest, in short, most insulting one-liners from books, cartoon strips and magazines. Trust me, you simply cannot gauge the limit of meanness in them...Enjoy!!!

* Ur teeth r so yellow, I cant believe its not butter!!!

* I don’t know what makes you so dumb, but hell!!! It really works.

* I wud luv 2 ask how old u r but of course, I know u cant count that high.

* I heard dat u changed ur mind. So, wat did u do wid ur diapers???

* Why don’t u slip into something comfortable…like coma??

* He dips sparrows in Peroxide and sells them as canaries.

* You get plenty of exercise jumping to conclusions, pushing your luck, beating around the bush and dodging the issue.

* Don’t piss me off!! M running out of places to hide bodies.

* Why didn’t Noah swat those two mosquitoes???

* Abracadabra….Nope, you are still ugly!!!

* Your mother-in-law is so fat, she was floating in the Atlantic ocean and Spain claimed her as a new world.

* Your kid brother is so hairy; when I took him to the zoo the gorillas went crazy thinking that I’ve stolen one of their babies…

* Ur cousin’s so fat she’s on both sides of the family.

* Your wife is so fat, when she fell off a boat and the captain yelled,” Land Ahead!!”

* Your dog is so short; its best friend is an ant.

* Your sister is so damn ugly that when she entered the Society building, they turned off the CCTV camera.

* Your cousin is so damn ugly that when he threw a boomerang, it refused to come back.

Feb 2, 2010

There goes the rotund one!!!

A few days back, I couldn’t believe my ears when my father uttered the most beautiful phrase, “ Munmun Beta, you have lost a few pounds!!!” These words are elixir to my grief-stricken heart, a resultant of my rotund shape…LOLZ!!!

I cannot recall the last time when somebody has NOT commented on the additional pounds on fat I carry around my waist and my compounding weight problems have given me tremors down the years. From the past one decade, I have been failing consistently in keeping with my New Year resolution to lose some weight, the momentum falling flat with each passing day. In fact, I fell in love with CBSE Boards not only because I had performed well in my examinations but more because I could pump out maximum kilos miraculously during those stressful months. Trust me; I loved my ‘emaciated ‘look then!!!

Seriously, I had been rechristened “The girl with Size O “(O representing round and not zero, unfortunately) by my dear (???) friends lately. In fact, silly jokes like “We would need two tickets for Munmun”, “Look, a pothole!!! Did you fall (thump!!!) there, Mun!!!”, “Looking forward to see you in size zero”, “There goes the pregnant lady!!”; “You surely do love food!!!” fall flat and fail to entertain me anymore. They are passé. Yes people, I am a thick-skinned girl and these comments could never ever motivate me and I enjoyed them as if they were being darted on some other person. Even some blood- boiling insults hurled on me, like “Don’t wear my clothes else they would become too loose to fit me well”, some pseudo- hopeful sentences like “Sweety, I would like you more if you lose some weight “and some condescending ones like “You know, you are a little fat but I still love you because I do not go by looks”( In other words, Darling, I am a good Samaritan” ) could not make me step inside a gymnasium, the holy place for weight loss!!! Neither could comments like “Don’t you think this dress is a little tight for you…Kuch kar…Kuch kar” and “Beta lose some weight…Baad mein ladka nahin milega tumko.”

Once a salesman went, “HOHOHO….Mam, jeans of that size for women is not available so easily”, as I sweated profusely on trying several pairs of jeans, but in vain, making me glare at him with disgust and walking out of the store with a resolution to lose weight tremendously. Of course, every resolution vanished into thin air as I finally laid my hands on a suitable pair in the store next door. Hoho!!

Of course, this weight problem is not much of a ‘ turmoil’ for me as long as there’s enough space on my bed to toss and turn, the chair is wide enough to make sure that I don’t get stuck and my newly- found singlehood doesn’t leave me frenzied and emotionally broken… After all, 63 kgs is not all that I have acquired in the past 23 years. There’s more to me and my life than this weight problem. A girl does reside within me who’s beautiful in every sense, who’s sensitive, caring, and confident and who has more to do in life than worry unnecessarily about the lack of beauty assets. Maybe some losers fail to decipher this fact. And I am in no mood to justify my predicament to them.