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December 26, 2010
Happy Christmas: 3 Eve(s) together :)

Happy Christmas: 3 Eve(s) together :)

September 17, 2009
the perfect, all-in-a-box

So Tuesdays come after Mondays, and the Tuesday was spent with amararickoul for a typical Girl’s day session. And yes, I meant to say “SHOPPING”. And as superficial as this activity of today’s post may seem to be, continue reading to find yourself maybe dissented.

Let’s marvel at our differences to make them work.

It was indeed superficially obvious that we had a different palette for Fashion. But it was our creative differences that made it work so well. Your age, my style. Your needs, my eyes.There was always something new, something fresh, something out of the box that was brought to the table. The variation was varied. I couldn’t agree more with the choice you made for me, and I am certain you felt the same way too. So let us both be happy with this surprising change.

I am glad that we made a choice. A choice to tackle what was different in both our lives. And to accept the changes, was what made it all in while fruitful. I have learnt so much from the day out yesterday. The mere fact that you and I are different made me believe, that maybe, we are indeed all differently similar in someway or the other. So, it all buoys down to the way we choose to look at the sides of the box and the choice in which we choose to look at it.

A difference in each and everyone of us is what sets us apart. But always remember that it is also this word of ‘D’ that makes life complete. I took myself through a flashback of differences I have encountered in life. Be it in the people I meet everyday, the thoughts I have at every hour or even the differing taste buds which have grown over time. And I am glad to say I have learnt that…

Differences are meant to meet.

Just like you and I.

Conquer it forth, and I shall reap its benefits.

September 15, 2009
hangin’ with the boys

The topic of today’s write is titled, Hangin’ with the boys.

I am greatly amused and shocked at the amount of joy and happiness today’s session gave me. The comfort, the laughs, the complication of such a simple game, brought nothing but smiles on my face. And never have I thought, clicking with the opposite sex would hit it off so well for me.

It’s not that I am being in any way prejudiced. And yes, girls I cannot agree more with you that guys can be a complete bastard at some point in time. But it is their bastardly and sluttish-straightforwardness in every single thing they do and say that makes the friendship real and true. They allow with arms wide open, whereas us girls just close shut.They show and not hide. They play and not play behind. They toughen it up instead of complain. They bring roughness to another level, when we just play by the rules. Guys, take life as it is. They lead it free and think of no worry. All they have set in their minds is the ambitious goal they want to achieve, and the rest to them is just fair play.

A simple mind.

It’s not that I am saying us girls is in any way incomparable. It’s just that there are some things that we can take from the guys. Let’s give it a shot to enter their lives. To see where they come from, to have a taste of what’s hanging out with them is really like. From this can we then change how we all perceive them to be.

I can safely pen that the friendships I build with my guy friends tend to be very very special. A friendship built on a very different level, different as compared to the ones I share with my girls. I am not again being one sided. But today was just a really good eye opener for what I need and am more comfortable to in life. There was never in one point where I would worry what they would think of me. I speech, to feeling no worry. I was simply the girl, who enjoyed life as it is. I was being me.

Ironic? Tell me about it. But no matter how wierd this may seem to be, hanging with the boys and being one of them is what makes me. It really does.

Immature to us girls, but to them, we are just a bunch of screechy annoying little bugs.

Let’s try to understand.

September 13, 2009
off-promise

Blogging was and still is something I can never keep to. Gees, am I not surprised. Still, I am not discouraged to give this a last shot. Hope & Believe.

Well, I havent posted anything sensible since the last post creation. Guess, LAZINESS came into the way, and led me to my disconnection of this almost-close-to-suicidal blog. I will however, try my best to update as and when the chance comes. Always remind myself, the new changes I want in my life. And writeherbreathe is just part of it.

Moving On.

Dinner at thistle in JB last night. It is supposedly a take over of Hyatt hotel, and yes it was simply beautiful. Had a sumptuous spread of dinner buffet and I clearly enjoyed myself very much. I love food, I love the adjective eating. I love the fact that we have a wonderful digestive system. So I clearly ate a bear’s share. From desserts, to helpings from the meat, fish and seafood station. Crabs,Prawns,Eggs,Salmon,Mutton,Beef,Lamb, and the list goes on. (Sadly,no photos simply because I forgot to bring my Camera)

But amidst all that good food, there was certainly something, someone missing from completing the perfect picture. Indeed, a family dinner which was incomplete. And through the night, I wished you were there to enjoy all the good food we had. For your absence brought nothing but tears welling up under the bed of my eyes. The thought of you having a lonely night, wasnt the most pleasant constant thought and worry. But there was nothing I could do, was there. There was no way in which I could. your refusal, is the game. I am just hoping for the pieces to pick up real quick. I pray for strength and agility to be bestowed upon you, to help you through this difficult phase in your woman life. I pray, I pray, I pray.

There are just somethings in life that always remain unspoken. For they never seem to surface to explain ‘itself’ to those who never get the picture. And these series of mishappenings is what make life, life. Imperfect and unfair. And If there is one thing I have learnt from watching this dying process, is the plain fact that bravery comes with the fight of this brutal life. Brave up for the world, my young child. It is then would you have gone into the battle fair and enjoy it’s winnings in the palm of your hands.

Literally, the Earth spins. So everyone will have a taste of this tough call of life, be it now or later.

Oh - Once in your life you find someone
Who will turn your world around
Bring you up when you are feeling down

September 9, 2009
the first new change

www.writeherbreathe.tumblr.com,I create. Writings of my daily unconventional dramatic life, will now be typed down to give me the hope of life in making me a more virtually expressive person. This, I must start and keep to.

I hope to write with desire and passion of the day’s occurrences, with no intention to bore, nor create an impression. Posts, of my thoughts, feelings and reflections which in hope aspire or touch those out there, who may read or tumble upon this humble start of mine.

And so may I present to you my first new change, www.writeherbreathe.tumblr.com