Love Tag.

( tagged by LD )



If your lover betrayed you, what would your reaction be?
I would write and draw about killing people. about all the birds stuffing their bones
with something, anything because light isn't fun anymore, freedom isnt love anymore.it was, but not anymore.returning home isnt an option anymore, there's nowhere to go, nothing to go away from, nobody to return to.i would pretend everything i say is poetic, everything i feel has a rhythm,everytime i sing my heart feels like nothing is missing.
i would pretend to be a clear headed person who plans it all beforehand, like i am doing now.i would pretend a lot, like i do now. only, i would pretend then that i never had a lover, while now i like to pretend that i've always kept secrets.


If you can make a dream come true, what would it be?
To be a person who can look at her own feet and think they're beautiful.

What do you do when your love is unrequited ?
I dream about killing people and then i think about what it would've been like if i had no toenails, nor shoes, nor skin, and im at peace with the amount of roof i can afford. But really, im just pretending.
this is what i've done all my life, and i cannot remember details. i think that's because it just drives me a little crazy each time HAHA.

What would you do if you had a billion dollars?
Buy a gun, hire someone to do the licensing shit for me, or scare them into doing it.
Buy a house and throw a huge party and run around wearing pink and then disappear because no one is looking, nobody cares.
Eat a lot before disappearing.
Buy a platinum and diamond ring and send it to my house anonymously.
Drink a lot.
Return home and be very surprised about an anonymous pakage and die of excessive cardiac activity within a span of 2.13 seconds of opening it.

Would you ever fall in love with your best friend?
Dear tag maker,
I want to be a fortune teller and then inform you that you'll die a most brutal death, being run over by a big black truck after having been released from being hung upside down and beaten to pulp for a week and a half.Or maybe i can do fine pretending to be one and telling you the same.


Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?
i want to quote someone here but i dont remember the name, or the quote, because i've forgotten what both feel like.
NO i lied. i just like it when im vague.and whiney. and pretending to be distressed and suicidal.

How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?
Till someone comes and tells me that my womb is about to turn into a toilet bowl in approximately 75 seconds.

If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?
i would do tags like this to distract myself and i have a feeling it would work perfectly fine.

What captures your heart the quickest?
Distance.
when im allowed to see everything through the wrong end of the binoculars and its pointed out that i can switch but it's my choice really.

What would you be, ten years from now?
A learned person who knows the side effects of being an artist, a poet, a girl covered in more scabs than skin.or a madwoman waiting by the public toilets and the ruins at alternate intervals. or a pro at pretending to be all these and more, all at once.

What do you fear?
everything, to some extent. nothing, to some other extent.

What's the first thing you do when you wake up?
Sit up.keep sitting for a few minutes until i'm convinced that i cannot, for the life of me, recall what i'd dreamt of inbetween the scary bits.

Would you give all in a relationship?
I would give all excluding my kleptomania.so i can steal back everything as and when required.

If you love two people simultaneously, who would you pick?
The person called nose.
i couldnt think of anything lamer to match the question.

Would you forgive and forget, no matter how horrible a thing that special someone has done?
If he's done something like not believing me when i say im dead, or when i say i feel like im dying, or that i mightve died long ago, then no. Else i tend to not forgive but just forget, no matter how much i try against it.

If you get to go back in time and fall in love all over again, would it still be with the same person?
In Danish, the word 'love' rhymes with 'pain'.i dont know why i said that.i dont understand what you want to know.

i cant logonto orkut somehow. damn. so i will do this.

a tag i stole off panu's blog, promised to myself that i'd do it and for the umpteenth time i felt my promise to myself turn into a burden like no other.ok lets chuckit and begin.

all the lifesoandsoyearsagobusiness is approximate, and may stretch 2 to 3 years beforeorafter the specified time.

Life Ten Years Ago : was in the same city when it had a muchmore pleasing[to me] name, and revolved round geekiness, dancing, nicking bensiapencils only to return them unsuspectingly,more dancing, losing milkteeth and getting pictures of gapfulsmiles taken, Miss Anna in school, embarrassing singing exams, leading my group in some reading competition, and winning.

I and some of my schoolfriends used to make transactions in paper, of paper. writing pads, if you were curious. i coaxed shweta to get me writing pads in return of my services (which would consist mainly of me carrying her lunchbox around or suchlike) and rubberbands.or maybe i demanded rubberbands myself, i dont remember, but im sure those were involved. i was always a weird kid, only more of a nuisance at that when younger.

Life Five Years Ago: was in siliguri, was my 5th school and was fun.i had to play house with neighbourkids, with one of the youngest of them forever pretending to go around with daaru ka botal. i think it amused me, and i was always made Dr.Sonia , and could have my favourite thermocol phone all to myself, so i didnt complain all that much.
okno who am i kidding? i HATED that shit.
fell in love with chinkys, mountains and waiwai. dancing continued, singing was discovered as something i can get away with without being egged, and toward the end of that period, i think, i got my first guitar and made my first song. :D

oh also, i still had straight silky shiny dark hair .which would be cut short at regular intervals and whatever of it remains, has changed beyond recognition now. :\

Life Tomorrow:

life will be a fucking boon(or not) if it continues with its existence after we get the finalexamresults which are gonna be out in a few hours. so life tommorow, depends heavily on the results.shitshit.

Five Locations I would like to Run Away To:

i would say ANYWHERE ASLONG AS I AM TO RUNFUCKINGAWAY.
butstill.lesse.
1) random Mediterranean island.
2) Goa.
3) norway/finland. or both.
4) kashmir.
5) to a parallel universe,ruled by porcupines and lizards; or just to the JU premises for it felt good.

Five Bad Habits I Have:

swell question.i could go on till blogger disowns me for over usage.just five erm.
1) i cannot behave.the way a normal human being is expected to behave in a society.a family. a group or anything.but again, once you know me, you wouldnt even EXPECT normalcy, so thassok. but it gets on everybody's nerves in all the wrong ways.
2) i procrastinate.
3) overtly blunt, outspoken, and hence taken as rude.
4) i cannot be organised in anything-thoughts, actions, dreams, nothing. im messy, to put it subtly.and clumsy.you wouldnt want me to even begin on that.
5) i'm a little too absent minded for my own good, and careless in every possible way.
(there is another, prime disgusting habit o'mine, i wont tell you about *winks at LD*)

as plainly as i can put it, im not someone likely to be nominated for Miss Congeniality even after 8949892 years of training/grooming.

Five Things I Will Never Wear:

1) anything flashypink. or babypink. or sparkly gitterypink. oh just pink mahn.
2) a navel ring.
3) highheels or tie up sandals.or whatever you call em.
4) pointy brassieres.
5) your *points at you*
yes your knickers.
(and yes i would've heard your hugesighofrelief even if i were in italy or something, LD. but i never said i dont plan to steal em anymore.)

Five Biggest Joys at This Moment :
i just convinced mom to not wear this horribly dull sari to school (we're going to get the report card tralalalala)
heard that IM (my garrulousandoverenthusiastic classteacher) wont be around in school today, so we'll have to collect the report card from the librarian *chakki dance* (dont get ideas)
cant think of anything else. buy me a joy someone, ill pass you a smile.

Something to Achieve By Next Year:
getting decently good with the guitar, and get through ISC without another fitofpukeyness during a board exam. and feel peaceful about decisions i take, if i manage to take any, thatis. AND, if im lucky, getthefuckoutofthishouse.

Something that Impacted Me Last Year:
g.something of a loss. in a good way.
blogsphere. poetry.
art.music.
and mostly, meeting people like Shay, D, Say,Rawry,LD and certain others, all thanks to www. :P
and newprinci, in all the worst ways possible. like getting murderous ideas about murdering her into my head, for one. not healthy for a littilgirlhead.

What I Will Miss About 2007 :

whatever little remained of my wit and sense of humour, which, but now, have killed themselves having spent most of the end of that year wallowing in self pity.RIP.

Five Things I Want To Do Before I Die:

would include learning to play certain musicalinstruments aleast decently, and having eaten enough phuchkas to carry its taste over to the afterlife i dont believe in anyway. cant think of much else now.

and since i wasnt tagged by anyone, i aint supposed to really inflict this ..er.. tagbusiness on anyone else, but i still will, evil that i am.

so here i tag shruti, sayan, and LD,JD and keeper of stars [arunima], the only ones who might bother.