and so it is
just like you said it would be
just like you said it would be
life goes easy on me
most of the time
... and so it is
the shorter story
no love no glory
no hero in her sky
i can't take my eyes off u
most of the time
... and so it is
the shorter story
no love no glory
no hero in her sky
i can't take my eyes off u
Thats my official goa song for july 2006. In 2005-06 new yr time it was the theme song from Lion King. Well, move on Alanis Morrissite [I have been obsessed with her for like ever] cuz for now I am obsessed with Damien Rice.
i can't take my eyes off u
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...
Anyhooo .. I wented to the Goa and haded a blast. Theres something about goa, no ? 3 days in goa and you feel like you've been there for thirty days. The roads, the buildings, the shacks, the beach, the beer, the cute goan men, the riding the kinetic et all just unwinds you in 30 seconds flat.
Things I learnt in goa this time :-
a] best friends can turn evil. nasty, venemous evil.
b] never underestimate how spoilt you are and thus never do train journey, even if its CHEAP
d] holidays alone are quite fun
e] all churches are white in color. Doh !
me:- umm Hi, I am looking for this church in panjim. and not panjim church
goan woman:- what is it called ?
me:- I dont know, its huge tho and its white in colour
goan woman:- [with look of disdain] all churches are white in color
me:- doh !!
[ in my defense, I was stoned and I am hindu and evidently STUPID]
f] goan cats are really friendly
g] when in goa, when in wrong lane/oneway/no entry people are so nice, they just shout, wrong side buddy
h] goan men are quite cute
i] old goa rocks
j] i love the flamboyant use of colour in goan architecture
k] life is what u make out of it [profound discovery]
So now that I am done with my unique contemplation leads to discovery mode ... here are some pictures. Very bad cuz I ddnt have a camera and my phone camera was playing up.
Oh well, blogger is playing up. So will do the uploading shuploading laters !!!
and for all of you who think that I so wasnt worth my goa weekend, well up urs.
I am going to kashid this weekend :)
and oh did I tell you !?!
for a change *cough*
I was the one on a holiday and my sex life wasnt :)
************************************
damn, I hate tags :)
Ok, I dont ! I love em :P
so when the
I am thinking about…
how a yr has flown by so quick. it'll be a year soon enough since i left brissieland.
and I am also thinking how did I manage to misplace my mba certificate [gulp]
I said... [20 mins ago]
Papa, do u love me !? Buy me the civic, show me, you love me, show show !! [and he walked away]
* sigh *
I want to…
take a trip to australia jaldi and also candan
I wish…
I was taller with a better metabolism and a broader physique :)
I hear…
that inner voie asking me to take control, before they reprogamme me.
I wonder…
what would life have been like had I stayed back in Australia or moved to vancouver
where lisa [my doggie] really went away.
I regret…
a lot of things.
not having studied harder in school
not havin been more serious about career
for having lost out on friends
having left aussie land
for having lost ma's diamond earring [the only thing she inheritted for her mother]
but eventually nothing .... cuz these things shaped me. made me stronger, weaker, vulnerable, staid, emotional, sensitive or wiser [hopefully]
I am…
thankful. for a lot of things to a lot of people.
craving a cuppa
suprsingly wise and sound at the most insane moments
really really stupid
and hyper moody
I dance…
so badly as I only move my butt ... and snap my fingers. So its a cross between an old sindhi uncle and some raunchy hip shaker/dancer. gross, no !?!
but I dance never the less. with my neice, with my mother .. when i am drunk, when i am stoned and in the bathroom :)
I sing…
to annony people. I cant remember the lryics for fucks sake. Rythm is unkown to me. But I sing. I sing in the car as I drive and I sing in the bathroom and I sing on the phone and I sing to my neice and I once sang to someone I liked :)
I cry…
when I think of death and people dying.
when my doggies [stray] pass away and theres nothing I can do to help
and when I see sappy movies
I am not always…
confused. profound moments of wisdom [shortlived as they might be] do strike me and put life into perspective
Sarcastic. I am not.
People confuse me to be…[this is my bit to the tag, ha]
Arrogant. [I swear I am not] Just because I dont break into the world is a wonderful place smile every 30 seconds doesnt mean I am arrogant for FUCK SAKE
Spoilt [read above I swear] I am not ! I am not ! I am not ! My father doesnt give me half the things he really shud be
Sarcastic/caustic[read the above two I swears] oh please, if u cant get plain good ole humor, ur just stupid
Egoistic puh-lease
I make with my hands…
doodles.
if time permits, shapless pots on the wheel
ghastly artwork
and lately a fuckin lot of layouts for work.
and My bed. Obsessed about how it should look
I write…
such shit. [say NO]
I confuse…
a lot of people, but mainly myself.
I need…
to fall in love and live happily after [like, who doesnt !?]
And finally…
chandan the chai boi gave me my caffine dose.
now only if I found my prince charming and a black/silver civic with a house by bondi beach and a magic shopping card plus something that wud make me a LIL TALLER life would be set. Tho then with a house by bondi and a magic shopping card I wouldnt really drive a civic now, wud I !?!
Things I learnt in goa this time :-
a] best friends can turn evil. nasty, venemous evil.
b] never underestimate how spoilt you are and thus never do train journey, even if its CHEAP
d] holidays alone are quite fun
e] all churches are white in color. Doh !
me:- umm Hi, I am looking for this church in panjim. and not panjim church
goan woman:- what is it called ?
me:- I dont know, its huge tho and its white in colour
goan woman:- [with look of disdain] all churches are white in color
me:- doh !!
[ in my defense, I was stoned and I am hindu and evidently STUPID]
f] goan cats are really friendly
g] when in goa, when in wrong lane/oneway/no entry people are so nice, they just shout, wrong side buddy
h] goan men are quite cute
i] old goa rocks
j] i love the flamboyant use of colour in goan architecture
k] life is what u make out of it [profound discovery]
So now that I am done with my unique contemplation leads to discovery mode ... here are some pictures. Very bad cuz I ddnt have a camera and my phone camera was playing up.
Oh well, blogger is playing up. So will do the uploading shuploading laters !!!
and for all of you who think that I so wasnt worth my goa weekend, well up urs.
I am going to kashid this weekend :)
and oh did I tell you !?!
for a change *cough*
I was the one on a holiday and my sex life wasnt :)
************************************
damn, I hate tags :)
Ok, I dont ! I love em :P
so when the
karrey breadshow of mumbai taggeded me ... I dided'sI am thinking about…
how a yr has flown by so quick. it'll be a year soon enough since i left brissieland.
and I am also thinking how did I manage to misplace my mba certificate [gulp]
I said... [20 mins ago]
Papa, do u love me !? Buy me the civic, show me, you love me, show show !! [and he walked away]
* sigh *
I want to…
take a trip to australia jaldi and also candan
I wish…
I was taller with a better metabolism and a broader physique :)
I hear…
that inner voie asking me to take control, before they reprogamme me.
I wonder…
what would life have been like had I stayed back in Australia or moved to vancouver
where lisa [my doggie] really went away.
I regret…
a lot of things.
not having studied harder in school
not havin been more serious about career
for having lost out on friends
having left aussie land
for having lost ma's diamond earring [the only thing she inheritted for her mother]
but eventually nothing .... cuz these things shaped me. made me stronger, weaker, vulnerable, staid, emotional, sensitive or wiser [hopefully]
I am…
thankful. for a lot of things to a lot of people.
craving a cuppa
suprsingly wise and sound at the most insane moments
really really stupid
and hyper moody
I dance…
so badly as I only move my butt ... and snap my fingers. So its a cross between an old sindhi uncle and some raunchy hip shaker/dancer. gross, no !?!
but I dance never the less. with my neice, with my mother .. when i am drunk, when i am stoned and in the bathroom :)
I sing…
to annony people. I cant remember the lryics for fucks sake. Rythm is unkown to me. But I sing. I sing in the car as I drive and I sing in the bathroom and I sing on the phone and I sing to my neice and I once sang to someone I liked :)
I cry…
when I think of death and people dying.
when my doggies [stray] pass away and theres nothing I can do to help
I am not always…
confused. profound moments of wisdom [shortlived as they might be] do strike me and put life into perspective
Sarcastic. I am not.
People confuse me to be…[this is my bit to the tag, ha]
Arrogant. [I swear I am not] Just because I dont break into the world is a wonderful place smile every 30 seconds doesnt mean I am arrogant for FUCK SAKE
Spoilt [read above I swear] I am not ! I am not ! I am not ! My father doesnt give me half the things he really shud be
Sarcastic/caustic[read the above two I swears] oh please, if u cant get plain good ole humor, ur just stupid
Egoistic puh-lease
I make with my hands…
doodles.
if time permits, shapless pots on the wheel
ghastly artwork
and lately a fuckin lot of layouts for work.
and My bed. Obsessed about how it should look
I write…
such shit. [say NO]
I confuse…
a lot of people, but mainly myself.
I need…
to fall in love and live happily after [like, who doesnt !?]
And finally…
chandan the chai boi gave me my caffine dose.
now only if I found my prince charming and a black/silver civic with a house by bondi beach and a magic shopping card plus something that wud make me a LIL TALLER life would be set. Tho then with a house by bondi and a magic shopping card I wouldnt really drive a civic now, wud I !?!
Churches are White
ReplyDeleteYou don't travel by train..
I loved yr decision to stay back in Goa..
Sex on a Holiday is a double-treat! In this case may be triple or more...lol!!
You do not know how to sing. You are correct about that one. You dance kinda nicely when you are drunk....Where are the Goa pics? Need to really upload them soon! You look hot when unshaven by the way...
I'm freakin' obsessed with that Damein Chawal song cuz of you...it freakin' rings in my head all day. And speaking of your prince charming, he might be right under your nose, but you just don't know it yet. He may not be able to provide you with the black civic, but I'm sure the garam chai in the morning will compensate just fine! (for those of u who are still in a daze, I'm referring to Chandan, the Chai-Guy)
ReplyDeleteDamien "Chawal"?!?! I sure hope this name catches on :-)
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