About Fights

The thing about fights is, suddenly how clear your life becomes. How much clutter gets blown away just because you have had a no-holds-barred verbal shouting match with someone.

Of course fights are never one sided and always have two points of view but what is truly striking is how crystal clear your path becomes once you have had it.

You suddenly and with absolute clarity know who your friends are.

They stick by you. No questions asked. They acknowledge your shortcomings (You jump the gun too quickly) and praise you for your qualities( honesty). They draw you out of your gloom and do not let you wallow in self-pity for too long. They see you at your worst and yet they see reason in your logic. They admonish you but gently and assure you that you aren’t alone. They help you pick up the pieces and ease you back on the road called life.

In short they support you. All the way.

And suddenly you know, the long term friends. The ones you are going to stick with for a long time. They ain’t going nowhere. I’m not going to let them. I am thankful and grateful and I realize how much they make my world a much much much better place to live in. And I’m glad. The silver linings are lovely to behold. Much better than an everyday sunset. 🙂


That Someone

You make me feel like someone else
A familiar kind of someone

A someone I knew a long time ago.
That someone who knew what loneliness meant
I see it in you. The wanting something else altogether.
That someone who was such a nerd, who loved Harry Potter and let her heart be ruled by such obsessions. 

That someone who understood the beauty of songs who related songs to places, events, people and let those memories wash over everytime they came on the radio.

That someone who watched interesting movies and didn’t feel guilty about it.

That someone who went for long drives and wondered how’d the rain make every thing so beautiful.

That someone for whom life wasn’t being part of the crowd, but that own little bubble you create inside yourself.
That someone for whom every corner held a wonder.

That someone who could spend hours on the internet and discover new things and yearn of places to go to.
I didn’t realize how much I missed it or how jaded everything had become.

Thank you for the sparkle.

The Blues and Being Happy

Happiness is not something frivolous. It is hard work. The conscious letting go of events, accepting bad decisions and most importantly believing that sometimes things are out of your control and you are not responsible for the consequences. Bad hair days, getting drenched on your way to work or being sassed by the rickshaw driver sometimes all contribute to distinctly putting you in a bad mood.

But the weird thing about being happy is also the knowledge that sometimes you have to be sad. That sometimes, the effort to turn a situation around is not worth it and lying low, till the moment passes is the best course of action. Small things can easily be brushed aside, but sometimes, the hurt is way more deeper and surprises you when it comes pouring out unexpectedly.

It is something really hard to explain to people that being happy is a process. You are often met with really vague answers like “I’m always happy” or “You think too much”. Or sometimes you are just blasted by quotes off the net that make you think.

I am still undecided on the course of happiness. But here is something I have to say – that just when you decide to give up on believing in it, fate has a good laugh and throws an unexpected happy moment for us to relish and savor. Just enough not to lose hope.

An Interesting Conversation

*In the midst of an argument*

Friend: Tell me what’s on your mind

Me: No

Friend: Tell me now

Me: No, I don’t want to say something Today, that would ruin Tomorrow

Friend: Well, Saying something Today will ruin Tomorrow But Day After everything will be alright again.


Note: I was impressed. And he was right. Saying something today probably meant ruining tomorrow but later differences would resolve itself and we would be on the same page again. Genius. And is the rule on how friendships operate in the first place.

The 14 Differences Between The Boys You Date And The Men You Marry

Something to chew on..

Thought Catalog

1. The kind of man you marry says “I love you” and “I’m sorry” because he genuinely feels that way, and he never hesitates to be the one to say it first. The kind of boy you date says those things when an apology will get you off his case and an “I love you” will keep you around a little longer.

2. The man you marry asks you out. The boy you date asks you to hang out. The man you marry will be clear about his intentions. The boy you date will keep you questioning.

3. The kind of man you marry knows the art of treating someone to a night out, and he realizes that he should do so not because he’s a man and it’s his masculine responsibility, but because everyone deserves to be treated well and swept off their feet now and again. The kind of boy you…

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When movies trump books.

Whaaat??? Dream on crazy lady.. Well, yeah, that would have been my reaction to any header like that. There are countless of movies where books trump the movies hands down. Harry Potter 1-7, Twilight, etc, etc. The list is endless. However there is a relatively shorter list, where surprisingly, the movie has trumped the book. The perks of being a wallflower, The Devil wears Prada and A Walk to remember.

The perks of being a wallflower

Based on a novel with the same name and written by Stephen Chbosky, The perks of being a wallflower, deals with 15 year old Charlie and how he deals with his freshman year at school. A little weird, a tendency to be left out and an introvert, Charlie tries to navigate through his first love, his love for his late Aunt Helen and school. The movie is engaging and I was so surprised at how well the movie was executed, that I promptly resolved not to watch any more Bollywood movie till my standards were back up. The acting was flawless, the actors were well chosen for their role and the cinematography was brilliant. I loved how this movie was portrayed, the viewer is as confused as Charlie especially when he blacks out. It gives you a very good sense of how confused he is and how his life is disconnected at times. While he is not in your face weird, you miss out on the clues to the ending, where is all comes together. The book on the other hand, provides more information on what makes Charlie that way, but takes away the sense of mystery that the movie conveys. It is too eloquent in the book, while the movie just nails how confused, messed up and hard it is for him to confront his demons.

In response to "why we choose people, who treat us so badly". It forms the catch phrase on which the entire movie is based.

In response to “why we choose people, who treat us so badly”. It forms the catch phrase on which the entire movie is based.

The Devil wears Prada

One of my reigning favorites. The book, was a surprising dud. The author, Lauren Weisenberg, was an assistant to fashion editor extraordinaire, Anna Wintour, for a little under a year. She mentions her experiences of working under a difficult boss. As a critic mentioned and I wholeheartedly agree “It was one big rant against Anna Wintour”.  It has no story, no start, no end, no “what-have-i-learnt-from-this-experience” spiel. Nothing. Just a long diatribe on how working under a demanding boss for less than a year was hell. Well, guess what, lady?? we have all been there and done that! Working with impossible bosses for long hours. And it really doesn’t warrant a 360 page book. The movie on the other hand, nailed it. It had a good measure of drama, suspense, an ugly duckling turning into a swan thing and epic lines like “You’re not trying, You’re whining” .

A walk to remember –  

Crap, I am half way through this article and I have realized that I cannot write about a movie and not give out its spoilers. So brace yourself people, In a Walk to Remember, the book starts off as a narrative of Langdon Carter at age 57. Written by Nicholas Sparks of The Notebook fame, this story is inspired by his sister. It is a beautiful story of the girl-next-door who is terminally ill and a preacher’s daughter; and the school’s bad boy. The movie was a perfect chick flick. Adding elements that were not there in the book, like Langdon completing Jamie’s wish list when he realizes she is dying and dedicating a star to her, had me crying in buckets. However to be fair to the book, the only reason I didnt like it was because Langdon Carter recounts this journey as an old man, never having remarried after losing his love. In the movie, he is shown as a boy entering Med School, because his love gave him direction. It makes me impatient when you waste your life on something in the past. I am a big believer of moving on.

It was...the most difficult walk anyone ever had to make. In every way, a walk to remember.

It was…the most difficult walk anyone ever had to make. In every way, a walk to remember.

So here it was. Where the movie trumped books. Drop me a comment if you came across more. I would love to take a look at it.