we will miss you!
adventures of a bumbai brat stuck in a mumbai rut!
Friday, December 25, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
Monday, November 30, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
silly billy!
Step One: Analyze
As I lay in bed sick with a high fever watching the news, my inner newscaster grabbed the opportunity and decided to run the weekly events for my amusement. Except I wasn’t that amused.
“And now…this just in…” she said with authority spitting in my eye…
“In a recent poll done, People think you are:
Stupid
Loose
Insane
Wild
Intimidating
An Exhibitionist
Egocentric
A Control freak
Dirty
Unforgiving
Unforgetting..”
Blah blah blah…..
She could go on and on but I had to turn her off. I made myself believe that people were probably saving the best for my grave…”at my funeral they will say the things I wanted to hear except I will not be able to hear them anymore.” Aaahha! But switching her off did not help. I was turned on.
Step Two: Release
In the past, the word ‘release’ just meant something I did sexually but as days go by and I start to resemble the hunchback of Notre dame, I realize that my mental baggage had finally begun to spill over. Sure, It’s easy to pay the excess charge and hold on to that baggage but I opted to chuck out a few hundred kilos. I think this is what they call “midlife crisis.” Damn it …I hate that word!
Ex boyfriend / boyfriends playing in my playground
Ex husbands jumping over them to slam-dunk
Friends fielding the situation from every corner
Throw in a bunch of strangers staring and watching the situation with much delight…
Mom on constant loop “I told you so…” “I told you so…” “I told you so…”
A ball of anger passed along to each and every member residing in the mental society.
Step Three: Fly
Splatter!
As I lay in bed sick with a high fever watching the news, my inner newscaster grabbed the opportunity and decided to run the weekly events for my amusement. Except I wasn’t that amused.
“And now…this just in…” she said with authority spitting in my eye…
“In a recent poll done, People think you are:
Stupid
Loose
Insane
Wild
Intimidating
An Exhibitionist
Egocentric
A Control freak
Dirty
Unforgiving
Unforgetting..”
Blah blah blah…..
She could go on and on but I had to turn her off. I made myself believe that people were probably saving the best for my grave…”at my funeral they will say the things I wanted to hear except I will not be able to hear them anymore.” Aaahha! But switching her off did not help. I was turned on.
Step Two: Release
In the past, the word ‘release’ just meant something I did sexually but as days go by and I start to resemble the hunchback of Notre dame, I realize that my mental baggage had finally begun to spill over. Sure, It’s easy to pay the excess charge and hold on to that baggage but I opted to chuck out a few hundred kilos. I think this is what they call “midlife crisis.” Damn it …I hate that word!
Ex boyfriend / boyfriends playing in my playground
Ex husbands jumping over them to slam-dunk
Friends fielding the situation from every corner
Throw in a bunch of strangers staring and watching the situation with much delight…
Mom on constant loop “I told you so…” “I told you so…” “I told you so…”
A ball of anger passed along to each and every member residing in the mental society.
Step Three: Fly
Splatter!
houseful
I keep on erasing
Its something I do best
You keep on resurrecting
Its something I regret
That movie
That scene
That line
That’s fine
This life
This moment
This ride
We ignite
I erase
U
U rephrase
I erase
U
U let me
The movie ends before the climax. The tickets sold out. The public fooled.
A houseful board in front of an empty house!
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Friday, October 2, 2009
Erase with Iss Qadar
women
to the left
with bearded clefts
women to the right
women
who ignite
successful women
house women
blue women
hooker women
delhi women
thrice divorced women
street women
yellow women
mom women
woven
broken
sharing a secret
victoria created
measured in cups
pushup windup makeup
lineup
newspaper headlines
radio whines
my fine felines
its women’s day
celebrate!
Nominate!
Elate!
Ornate!
Relate!
State!
bollywood
hollywood
that’s two much wood
gracing front pages
styled
smiled
injected
infected
day passes
like any other
screams of hunger
none can capture
while they charter
planes and champagnes
want some cheddar?
Still
yelps of pain
he beats her sane
girl child
killed
girl child
willed
we celebrate
we celebrate
wearin nameplates
doctor actor painter
nagger breeder fairer
I got lots to offer
feminist.com
salaam
I don’t wear lip balm
I don’t wanna be calm
Like saddam
I wanna embalm
women
silicone women
candy coated women
dotted women
tattooed women
seated women
women
you celebrate
while they checkmate!
simple
22-3-09
15:51
Hello shylock…im in this rick moving at 60kph and I don’t think I have still left yer side…:-} :-}
16:16 (clock 16 minutes ahead)
im listening to u sing in my ears as I gently play with your hair n put u to sleep
16:08
….and im loving it
23-3-09
13:09
hubba bubba good morning….just woke up….u must be buzzing on a Monday…im still to recover from Sunday morning….hugs hugs hugs:-}
13:25
Hello my lovely….Im still flying with you over mountains and graveyards admiring the beauty in both…..
16:29
White…you wanna hang out for a bit later in the evening?
17:15
yes yes n yes
17:15
Super doper will call after im done…:-}
18:11
pinkoo says hi
18:25
yareevayareeva pote si seres pote si seres….:-}
24-3-09
15:00
I rode around n cried and loved every minute of it:. Thank u
15:18
:-} :-} …. I hope you feel better…
15:56
my glow is solid n my flow fluid
16:01
sullen, blue, melancholy, a dash of ache and a hint of pain circle round my bed…I wud ask them to take a seat but instead I look out through the sunroof over my head…thank you
17:35
dear chodeux,
the reason I freaked out last night is because I felt this connection with you is not new…like the linger of a cigarette left behind with red lipstick stains on it….just like eternal…n when I saw that video it dawned on me that I know u from before….and the ashes left behind from the amnesia still reminds me of what I shouldve remembered.
17:30
chudailiya hai tumne jo dilko….la-la-la-la:-}
23:42
Rider….where are you?
23:58
Fuck I just got home from a ride on carter road n bandstand…. U were missed….
25-3-09
14:38
hey sorry didn’t get a chance to reply back to yer msg…I was rehearsing in his haunted house and was wondering if u wud show up….:-{…got caught up in the act…big afternoon hug:-}
15:15
I thought I could introduce them to another kind…
18:34
Evening?
19:18
Muaach…im in yari road
23:23
So come see me…..i wud have come but vinay’s gone to blue frog and I cant leave his house…..:-{
23:25
Yayeee….buildingnext to yari road bus depot sai nagar bld….call when ur here:-}
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