My Pensieve

Public Display of Affection (Or PDA as it is commonly known) is, well, as is self evident - a public display of affection. There was a time when this phrase was more commonly used for lovers! (And not for the "Just Friends" category of people). However, with time, even its connotations have greatly changed, keeping into account the changing trends! A publicly given hug or public holding of hands or publicly keeping one's hand on the other's shoulder etc were forms of PDA. In cases of "Just Friends", there was no PDA. No holding hands, no hugs, no resting heads on shoulders etc etc. There was always a distance (both physical and emotional!). But today's friendships are very Close. Everyone seems to be claiming - "Ooooh, she/he is a very close friend of mine!" (These "Close Friends" are generally, almost always, of the opposite sex and NO they are not the Bf/Gf of the person so claiming, Mind it!) The number of close friends has increas

The '+' and the '>' are indicative enough of the thinking patterns of the men and the women, of the boys and the girls! We think in all directions while they think unidirectionally. And that is the precise reason why we take time to decide, because we have a well-weighted decision. Yet we are termed as "Indecisive". Perhaps, that is why we are better at arguing, because we prepare an answer for each probable counter-allegation! Multidirection leads to crossroads at every step, though! " I'm confused. Or maybe I'm not." (An apt Tagline for us:D) There are times when I want to eat a chocolate cream roll, pav bhaji, bhel puri, kadhi chawal and everything yummy all at one time! Then there are also times when I want to buy an orange dress, because that is my favourite colour. Oh, but the pink one is looking so pretty. What do I do? Please help me decide! Tough decisions they are, I must say.(Said with a straight face)

Some space Some company Some solace Some symphony ... Some soup Some coffee Some ice-cream Some toffee ... Some pink Some white Some dark Some bright ... Some lemon Some sugar Some chilly Some vinegar ... Some work Some relax Some Lays Some Crax ...

Poet - Anonymous I feared being alone until I learned to like myself ... I feared failure until I realized that I only fail when I don't try ... I feared success until I realized that I had to try in order to be happy with myself ... I feared people's opinions until I learned that people would have opinions about me anyway ... I feared rejection until I learned to have faith in myself ... I feared pain until I learned that it's necessary for growth ... I feared the truth until I saw the ugliness in lies ... I feared life until I experienced it's beauty ... I feared my destiny until I realized that I had the power to change my life ... I feared hate until I saw that it was nothing more than ignorance ... I feared ridicule until I learned how to laugh at myself ... I feared growing old until I realized that I gained wisdom everyday ... I feared the future until I realized that life just kept getting better ... I feared the past until I realized that it could no longer hur

Some words sound nice while others taste nice. Yeaah, they taste nice. Imaginery taste, of course! I can imagine the taste. Some are salty, some bland. No, none that are spicy have I really come across. Some have a solid taste, while others may have a little transparent taste and still some others may be translucent. Some are watery, some are more viscous. These tastes can be imagined while creating a mental cross-section of the object. The taste is nothing but a filling in the object. Something like a cherry or strawberry or caramel filled chocolates. I know, it sounds vague, unimaginable. But it is concrete in my imaginery world! (some oxymoron this was!) For instance : Pearl : It is a bland, viscous, white liquid. Little salty perhaps. Crayon : It is a viscous, colourful liquid. Comparatively more salty. Rubber ball (something like a Crazy ball ) : It is a jelly, colourful filling. Sweet, slightly. Fat Cheek : It is a solid, sweet and pulpy lichi like taste. Everyone should try it

A member of the Ass family - which comprises of Dumb Ass,Wise Ass,Smart Ass, Lazy Ass - is the Smart Ass. I, for one, do notice the usage of Smart Ass language on these social networking sites, for instance - Facebook. Anyone can recognize this member of the Ass family. All it requires is some pointers. All those who comment on EACH and EVERY photo of someone in their friends' network, just to show to the world that, "OMG,WE are such great friends!", irrespective of the fact that the person whose photos are commented upon, NEVER EVER bothers to reply to those comments.SO MUCH SO for their friendship! THESE people are permanent members of the SMART ASS CLUB.Welcome. Next category is of those who may be termed as temporary members. THEY generally use their PATENTED club language religiously, though somewhat sparingly. In course of their usual parlance, they use the following forms of the English Language : "I Like" - Common comment on some photo appreciated by suc

A phobia is defined as an intense, unrealistic fear. Intense, yes. Unrealistic-not completely. Sometimes you may be afraid of something because of some past, unpleasant event which happened with you. But sometimes, you may be afraid of something for no apparent reason at all, at least none that is apparent to you. I am scared of animals. All animals. Be it a dog, cat, mouse, frog or anything else. But, I don't know why? And I wonder why? Despite not knowing the cause behind this phobia, I DO NOT appreciate people's insensitivity towards the same. I don't expect them to empathize, because they can't; all I expect is a certain respect. People who rejoice at other's plight disgust me. Sadists is what they are. So all those animal lovers, We ( it includes people who are scared of your oh-so-droolworthy-cuddly-furry-friends) DO NOT care if they won't bite us. So stop this, " arreyy yeh kuch nahi karta...kaatega nahi" et al. If only, you would keep them a