Somewhere in a little house
On the plains and greens that surround you
Under a blue sky
I wander and wait
My heart in a cloth bag
I drag along behind me
Along these lonely streets
Somewhere
There is a door that will open
And I will find you
Looking for me
Have you ever felt constraind by the laws of society?
I used have the perfect man, for me. Yes I know, its hard to say that at 22 and mean it, espeacially since I had him when I was 16, but truly, I have never met anyone who was so suited to me. It was like taking two halves of a mind and joining it together. Finding the person who knew the joke you were going to make up, because they were making it up too. There was a lot of laughter back then. A LOT of laughter.
But (yes that was coming obviously)
Though our minds fit, and our personalities fit, and we really knew each other, I found myself forever reluctant to leap into what I think would have been an awesum twosome. The reason? We are not a perfect fit, in the material sense. The real world is a wall that we could not cross, the bonds of societies ever watching gaze kept us from commiting.
Oh fine, Ill be clear.
He's short and runty and Im tall and un-runty.
I know I know, this is shallow and mean spirited, but which gurl doesnt want that? We all grow up with pictures in our heads, and this boy, no matter how much he made me laugh and understood me, never figured in that picture. He just couldnt be that guy.
Of course that isnt the only reason why this didnt work out, for those reasons youll have to go to his blog and no Im not linking, but in the many many years since we were not together, when we have both been alone and in touch and laughing together, I never once took that step, or even considered taking it.
A gurl just shouldnt have to bend to kiss her man.
You can ask me 3 questions...Any three, no matter how personal, private, or random.
I have to answer them honestly
(And you've just got to trust that I *will* answer honestly)
IN RETURN, you have to post this message in your own blog and you have to answer the questions that are asked to you.
(Note: If the question is too personal or whatever, I dont *have* to post the answers up here... the asker of the question, however, will get an honest reply in private...)
Consider yourself tagged Aaki, Jerry, Yohan, Madhu, SAJ, Saattvic and Shasta if you have the time with all the moving.
1. PICK OUT A SCAR YOU HAVE, AND EXPLAIN HOW YOU GOT IT
Jagged semi circle type thing on my right calf from a rafting trip to Rishikesh when I was 13. I kicked an underwater rock. Dont ask.
2. WHAT IS ON THE WALLS IN YOUR ROOM?
LOTS of posters, mostly of various mouthwatering men and staggering movies that left me slackjawed. Some photos also, but not many.
3. WHAT DOES YOUR PHONE LOOK LIKE.
Its silver and black and flippy, though I dont love it so much. Bloody waste of money. Thats it over there.
4. WHAT MUSIC DO YOU LISTEN TO?
Almost everything. My moms a musician so I grew up listening to her kind of music, and every once in a while I feel compelled to listen to Manhatten Transfer or Peter, Paul and Mary. I love Sheryl Crow and Evanescence and The Offspring.
5. WHAT IS YOUR CURRENT DESKTOP PICTURE?
A picture of College, early in the morning, near the Chapel. It makes me feel very nostalgic and a touch sad because that time is over.
6. WHAT DO YOU WANT MORE THAN ANYTHING RIGHT NOW?
A way to eat a giagntic ice cream sundae and not get fat. Actually, to be eternally free of this bullshit weight paranoia.
7. DO YOU BELIEVE IN GAY MARRIAGE?
Marriage is for idiots. However I do believe that gay people should have the right to be idiots too.
8. WHAT TIME WERE YOU BORN?
5:58 pm
9. ARE YOUR PARENTS STILL TOGETHER?
Nauseatingly so.
10. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO?
Alanis and my dog snoring.
11. DO YOU GET SCARED OF THE DARK?
Rarely. I like the dark, everything is more mysterious and easier to like.
12. THE LAST PERSON TO MAKE YOU CRY?
Readers Digest. I know, but damn, even if I accidentally brush my finger against an RD I burst into taers.
13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE COLOGNE / PERFUME?
Green Tea, Elizabeth Arden
14. WHAT KIND OF HAIR/EYE COLOUR DO YOU LIKE ON THE OPPOSITE SEX?
I cant say I have any preferences. What colour is Brad Pitts hair this week?
15. DO YOU LIKE PAIN KILLERS?
Yes.
16. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT?
Nooooo... But I have to have got some very clear signals to act thus.
17. FAVE PIZZA TOPPING?
LOTS of chicken of every kind, and LOTS of chillies of any kind.
18. IF YOU COULD EAT ANYTHING RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD IT BE?
Mmmmmmm..... Heavyweight Chicken Pizza from Slice of Italy with extra cheese and green chillies and jalapenos. Oh god.
19. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU MADE MAD?
Kartikey. Ten Seconds ago. Bloody stupid game.
20. IS ANYONE IN LOVE WITH YOU?
Either three or none. Im not sure which would be better.
This came to me early in the morning today..
Me: I watched Dr. Zhivago last night...
Him: That is my FAVOURITE bond flick!!!!
Me: *holds head in hands and weeps*
This is Lord Bartholomew IV. He is a fat, snooty, demanding, adorable monster.
He doesnt like sharing food with his sister, and is not above smacking her on the head to make her stop eating. This makes FCM very angry, but he knows just how to win her over. He is always the first to poo, and is in infact a little over-enthusiastic in this department. He cant stand to be cuddled for more than ten seconds, and if you try to hold him for longer he will wiggle his fat bottom in your face and eat your hair.
He has an alarming affection for mud and green leaves from all the plants in FCM's mothers garden. FCM has so far manged to keep mother from finding out, but she lives in fear. He is very insistent that his cerelac is always lukewarm, and does a tempertaure test by sticking both his paws in his bowl before eating. So far FCM has managed to get the tempertaure right everytime. He thinks that he is the absolute cat's whiskers (so to speak), and thinks he can get whatever he wants by sitting on his opponent. However, his sister and his Boss Dog are both extremely cunning gurls who outwit him all the time and often leave him in emabarassing situations that he simply cant explain to FCM. He is a good sport though, and never holds a grudge.
This is Lady Leaf. She is quiet, graceful, intelligent, cuddly, manipulative and has the most beautiful grey-green-brown eyes you have ever seen.
She was very sick wen she was a wee-er baby
, and as a result she doesnt trust anyone. Her favourite thing to do is curl up on FCM's lap and go to sleep. When she is happy she jumps up and down and has the cutest little happy dance. Though her brother is much bigger than she is, she knows how to put him in his place. She has the lungs of a jungle amazon queen, and if you piss her off you had better look out. She is immensely patient with the neurotic FCM, and understandingly lets her wipe of the essential cerelac face pack with cotton and warm water whenever FCM feels compelled to do so.
She knows just how to get what she wants, and she always has an escape plan, much like bond. Her favourite smell in the world is the perfume of her brothers bottom, and for that reason her second favourite thing to do is sleep with her nose up it. She has the fanciest pedicure in straypuppieville, and if she decides to dig her nails into you believe me you will be sorry for whatever it is you have done to offend her.
She loves punishing FCM by refusing to poo after she eats. This means that FCM is forced to squat outside in the freezing cold at 6 in the morning and 10 at night, begging the little furball to PLEASE POOO!!!!
Pre-teen boy 1: "Do you masturbate?"
Pre-teen boy 2: "NO!... Do you?"
Pre-teen boy 1: "NO of course not!"
{Brief thoughtful silence}
Pre-teen boy 2: "Do girls masturbate?"
Pre-teen boy 1: "No stupid. Gurls dont masturbate, they menstruate!"
{Furious wise nodding}
Ah men. Imagine what gems these two will grow up to be.
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