4. What’s for dinner? Chinese at Moet’s or Lebanese at Shalom, a great conversation with a dear friend and loads of smiles.
5. What’s the last thing you bought? Rakhis
6. What are you listening to right now? Yeh Mera Diwanapan from Namesake and a heart beat.
7. What do you think about the person who tagged you? Creative, funny, honest, very kind! And with lots of panache and a mind-blowing attitude… :-)
8. If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be? Paris or New York. Or in the mountains.
9. What are your must-have pieces for summer? Cottons, lots of light-colored tees, flip-flops:-), soft pyjamas, and fresh fragrances.
10. If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go? In my Tai chi class.
11. Which language do you want to learn? Of happiness and love. Haha! Nah, some French maybe.
12. What’s your favorite quote?
13. Who do you want to meet right now? God and his angels.
14. What is your favorite color? Pink, blue, purple and Black.
15. What is your favorite piece of clothing in your own closet? My black batik skirt with a pink ribbon.
16. What is your dream job? Hotelier
17. What’s your favorite magazine? First City
18. If you had $100 now, what would you spend it on? A Spa
19. What do you consider a fashion faux pas? Very-low necklines revealing bizarre tattoos on women’s chests.
20. Who are your style icons? I like Kate Winslet’s personal style and Nicole Kidman’s charms. Monica Bellucci was a stunner in matrix. Manisha and Kareena in non-glamorous roles like Bombay, dil se and Ashoka. I admire Kangana Ranaut for the way she carries her hair. Priyanka Gandhi is chic with her cotton saris.
21. Describe your personal style. Free-flowing, straight from the heart!
22. What are you going to do after this? Look at my eyes in the mirror.
23. What are your favorite movies? I loooovvvveeee chick-flicks, romantic comedies. Notting Hill, My best friend’s wedding… Man, I am a waste:-))))
24. What are three cosmetic/makeup/perfume products that you can't live without? Can live without all of these. But I like Clinique’s Happy in Bloom, Davidoff’s cool water and a lip balm.
25. What inspires you? Dreams and love.
26. Give us three styling tips that always work for you. Good and comfortable shoes/heels. A head wash and a nice fragrance. Being Me! And wearing clothes that merge with me (mostly black).
27. What do you do when you “have nothing to wear” (even though your closet’s packed)? Cry and crib:-). Go out for my last-minute shopping. Buy something bizarre and then cry some more. Eventually, become comfortable and carry it with all the panache I can :ppp
28. Coffee or tea? Both.
29. Dreams or reality? Dreams into reality:-)
The rules: Respond and rework – answer the questions on your own blog, replace one question that you dislike with a question of your own invention, and add one more question of your own. Then tag eight or ten other people.
Tagging G, Ish, and Shabina.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
I am amiss these days. I do not view myself completely. Few times, I glimpse reflections of me in other people. It’s in their words, acts and gestures or in the absence of these in them. I find myself disappointed.
Dear M!, Thanks for tagging me and for so much more:-))) Here are my answers...
I am: many!
I think: there is so much beauty in the world, sometimes I cannot take it in!
I know: myself like no one else does.
I want: much, again.
I have: some of the most beautiful people in my life, their kindness and thoughtfulmness reinforces my belief in life and in God.
I wish: for the moon… :( and so much more lately.
I hate: much in me. The rest don’t matter!
I miss: some things very very much!
I fear: to see the ones I love in pain. It’s killing.
I hear: more than is being said. Less than what is being spoken.
I smell: lovely. Thanks G, for the new fragrance:-)It's going to be with me for a while.
I crave: for the simple and the minimalist.
I search: all around. I am not sure if I will ever find it.
I wonder: about people and life all the damn time.
I regret: lots!
I love: easily.
I ache: the most in my heart!
I was not: born only to live by the norms. I have a mind that I can exercise.
I am not: fond of chinese anymore.
I cry: when inside is up to the brim already.
I believe: that everything dies and renews to another shape, another form, and in another time. That love and compassion is the greatest of all. I believe in The Big Bang Theory, that we all came from one source and we are all moving apart. That nothing is forever. I believe in Karma and in God.
I dance: to immerse in music, merge with my surroundings and then be one with everyone and everything. I dance to intoxicate my senses.
I sing: not even when I am alone.
I read to: Get wings. To transcend to another time, another world, another life. To get props for a new act. To tease my senses, soothe and tickle them and learn of new sensations.
I don't always: remain the same. I am in or I am out. I am high or I am low. I am up or I am down.
I fight: and I feel guilty.
I write: to let out and let go, to reconnect, to understand and reassure. Sometimes, I simply scribble.
I win: Nah, I lose… always!
I lose: myself in parts and sometimes completely.
I never: say forever, anymore.
I always: wear my hair wherever I go.
I confuse: myself the most.
I listen: poorly. I interrupt instead.
I can usually be found: in my shell or when I am out, wandering.
I am scared of: people and ghosts, life and death, attachment and then detachment.
I need: love all the damn time!
I am happy: when I see lights. Like on a busy road in the night and I am out there in the open, watching cars zoom by, their lights flashing on me. When I am in love or I am loved! When I travel to meet places, understand their history, befriend their people and start a relationship for a lifetime. When who I am doesn’t matter and the one who I am with doesn’t frikking care, when the surroundings act as a beautiful backdrop and everything else is perfectly facilitating our existence in that moment and when the world begins to feel as one.
Sketched this at work today. Am adding this lil juvenile-sort of a poem titled 'Butterfly' that I wrote more than 3 years ago.
Here it goes:
She’s raw, She's so true
She’ll wriggle, Out of her cocoon
She’ll grow her wings, She’ll be beautiful
She’ll flap her wings, And break through.
This sketch and the poem take me back in time and I am reminded of all the numerous experiences that stirred me up enough to create a certain kind of chaos that eventually led/is leading to a spill-out of much that was/has been in excess and gave/is giving way for some new.
The journey forward feels beautiful now! Cause am also begining to adopt and love the new:-)
I change often|
In fact, I move to and fro|
I revel amidst many a psychedelic flights|
And when I am bored|
I silently set myself on an inner quest|
A nirvana of some sort!|