Rules of my own

I have made the below rules for one or the other reason and it can be reasonless too.. as I’ve already bent rule no. 4(hair colour) I might end up any of the above rules in my future too :P.. after all ‘rules are meant to be broken’.. I had made some rules for myself..

1) Never try drugs

2) Not to have sex before marriage

3) Never get tattoo or piercing

4) Never get hair colour

Though these are rules to myself but I have different opinion about each of them.. I think it’s good to try everything..

Let it be drink, fag, drugs or sex..I once planned to break rule no. 1 (as I said earlier there is nothing wrong in trying. There is difference in trying and getting used to things..) but then the planned didn’t work out, after that m still stuck with rule no. Never to try drugs :P

Sex before marriage.. wouldn’t talk much.. it’s a very personal topic. But i think if we truly love someone there is nothing wrong in having sex before marriage. After all sex is just a way to express love(for me). yes sex out of lust is something else. Now.. I don’t know what to say about this.. we are human.. human were and are animals too :P lust is normal. I know Indian society would think it in different way.. but I think if sex is outcome of lust then it’s ok, unless you regret doing it later ...

Tattoo & Piercing.. Personally I loveeeeee tattoo and piercing.. I m good in inducing people to get tattoo and piercing but I’m not a person to resist same tattoo for long.. I think it’ll be boring later and I heard it hurts a lot.. :O I love piercing around eyebrow area or ear piercing let it be 2nd, 3rd piercing.. but my family would not like it.. so i never felt like bending rule no. 3.... I might in future think about tattoo.. it looks so hot..

Hair colour??? I was (notice the word WAS) never for hair colour.. yes I love hair colours, I admire watching other’s hair. I think coloured hair makes you look outstanding.. it is so noticeable.. I heard a lot that it screws up hair quality.. so it was never in my to do list. These days I couldn’t keep my eyes of gals wit streaks.. I was so J.. So finally I got mine.. RED and Gold.. you might have checked it already in my previous post.. yeppeee ya ya yepeeee...

I have made the above rules for one or the other reason and it can be reasonless too.. as I’ve already bent rule no. 4(hair colour), I might end up bending any of the above rules in my future too :P.. after all ‘rules are meant to be broken’..

Phobia and highlights

My trip was awesome.. I had blast in Siliguri. Everyday my Bhaiya and Bhabi took me out for dinner and long drive.

One thing I realised is that I’m scared to travel in hill station. I had gone for a drive in one of the days with Bhaiya. As the hill station part started I asked my bro to get back home. For no reason I also have phobia of touching switch board with wet fingers and also on bare feet. Another phobia includes lighting gas with lighter. Whenever I light gas with lighter it makes some boom sound or give some kinda current passing feeling. My mom says she never feels like that. :( :( that is the reason I prefer to light the gas with matchstick :|can’t help it. Don’t know how will I manage in my future as now I don’t have to cook unless I want Maggie or coffee but later at my husband’s place I’m sure I have to cook.. again thinking about lighter *$#@.. No No (Nidzzi biting her fingers).

Hey guys.. I got my hair highlighted.. I never thought I would play with colours but I was so excited when out of the blue I made my mind to get my hair highlights. Trust me it’s looking marvellous.. I can’t help admiring myself. Check out my pic...
I’m still confuse if I can prolong using normal shampoo or should I switch to shampoo for coloured hair?

Listening to Tere Bin Nahi Ladga Dil Mera Dolna from Bend It Like Beckham(not sure if the movie name is correct but I love this song and the movie Bend It Like Beckham as well)

WHEN YOU WERE AWAY.....

Sitting beside my window looking at the building of Windsor Manor (one of the five Star hotel in B'lore) what else can I think of?? Yeah !! Exactly the first time I met you. First time we met for a ball dance in the crowded ball room.

Finding it so weird.. its been more than 6 years and seems like we just met & danced yesterday. Everything seems so fresh to me, the crowd, the music, your friends, You...



Today I can see the building of Windsor Manor from my window; you can guess how much I have been missing you and our first meeting. Just feel like flying in the sky and peeping to the ball room where for the first time we danced and our eyes met.. Now as I'm writing down all these memories, I can feel your arms open asking me to hug you, the black jacket comforting me and saying “Nidz, I’ll always be with you”. How long can I survive without you being near me??Without looking into your eyes, without holding you in my arms, without.... without touching your lips with mine.. how long ???

Art of love

Found this in my diary. For sure it's not in my words.. but I liked the wordings so I’d kept it my collection.

Dedicating to one and only.. RD

You got the afternoon, you got this room for two.
One thing I’ve left to do, discover me, discovering you.
One mile to every inch of your skin like porcelain,
one pair of candy lips and your bubblegum tongue.
And if you want love, we’ll make it swim in a deep sea of blankets,
take all your big plans and break’em this is bound to be a while.
I’ll never sneak around again.

P.s. I will be out of town till 25th of this mth so won't using net.. will catch with u guys as soon as possible.

Reflection..

Some years back I used to say I’m a gal who live in future..

Being a small town gal I had big dreams.. I know I didn't belong there .. I'd a different mindset, a different me.. I saw myself somewhere else in a dream land, a place of my own... Life moved on ..
As I wanted I moved out of small town for my further studies.. As I heard my bro and sis talking so much of hostel life a part of me always longed to experience a life only heard. I managed to move on to the city which I only saw in TV or heard from chat friends.. Bangalore.. I Studied in a gal’s school as a hostelite. Years is hostel didn't go the way I heard it from my siblings.. The script changed since I was not is a complete boarding school. It was more of day school then a boarding. Hostels of hill station are different.. More rules and more behaviour oriented.. Thanks god I didn't had a strict life.. Getting to the other side of boarding gate was every day and everybody’s dream.. Even dreams of boy school guys staying just down the lane. A reason always ready to get exit pass from matron.. Let it be a never ending bank issues, stationery shortage or any such reasons. Sneaking out of hostel had always been full of adventures..

I never liked my batch mates much. Call it frequency unmatched.. Either they were over matured for me to understand or under matured to behave like idiots. I was always there when help was needed but if I fall it Shit none would be there to take my side. Life was difficult and had taught lots.

Eventually when RD (click here to view his bog) joined Bangalore college again.. I stopped thinking about future.. The small town gal was living her future now, the most happy, bubbly and cheerful gal in the town. All mattered was present. Life rocked, it was on the peak unless the accident took place...
I turn back.. I see me.. The gal with dreams.. Who lived in future, the gal who lived in present ... whose every weekend passed in any social events let it be past mid night party or a date with RD.

And now when I think who I am.. I see myself who lives in past. I turn back again and again to those cheerful moments which don’t want to let go off from my heart, mind and my soul. Still Life moves on...


P.S. > I know I should look ahead now.. and I’m doing in some ways.. See I’m so looking fwd to a good Christmas party and new year in B’lore, I see my plaster being removed, soon my physiotherapy will start and slowly I'll be able to bend my leg and walk normally like others do, liked I used to.. I see my crowd phobia losing its ground and I'll soon be the old me.. With new dreams in my eyes.. My studies, my job.. The me .. ..

P.P.S > Life looks like a bowl with three chits in it.. Past, present and future.. Every time you pick up a chit, you can’t be sure what you will be dealing with...

Related Post >> Reflection

THE PERFECT ..

You are wonderful
You’re good at everything you do
Everyone is equal, but not as equal as you
And every town’s got one like you

Just take a trip far away when no one really cares about those things
And expose yourself to the pleasure and pain of this life
You can let down your guard tonight

Paranoid perfectionist people they can only put their very, very best
Foot forward
And as a result they’re rather easy to detect
They’ll be the only ones hopping down the streets of New York
And every town’s got one like you

Just take trip far away when no one really cares about those things
And expose yourself to the pleasures and pain
If you are walking down the light, you’ll never know what’s
On the either side
You might be wrong or might be right
You can’t pass this love, you gotta give it a try

- Perfectionist... lyrics by Landon Pigg

Taggie Waggie Makes U Happy!! :)

Got this tag from Mads post.. Found it interesting.. lets see who wants to share it with me......


1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. Something I have and YOU want?
4. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
5. Describe me in one word.
6. What was your first impression of me?
7. Do you still think that way about me now?
8. What reminds you of me?
9. If you could give me anything what would it be?
10. How well do you know me?
11. How do you see me in the future?
12. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn’t?
13. Are you going to post this in your blog and see what I say about you?


Plss reply the answer to this in the comment section :)
happy commenting!!

Dreams, Smiles and To Do List

I had been looking for flight tickets in net for 10th Dec to B'lore... but now I have changed my plan I’m planning to postpone my trip to 23rd Dec so that I can enjoy Christmas and New year in B’lore.. I hope my plan works out.. I am so looking forward to it. In my dream also I see B’lore, house party at my place.. and so much gup shup with my friends in B’lore.. I see Doctor removing my plaster and I’m screaming.. m damn scared with the plaster cutting machine, it freaks hell out of me. first of all the machine vibrates so much and then it makes so much sound and then the blunt blade use to cut plaster gets heated up which I feel it at times... :( but then my plaster will be out and I’ll be able to have bath easily.. Meanwhile I wrap my leg in towel and then in plastic cover and then tie it with a rope so that water doesn’t get inside my plaster..its been around 5 mths with the same plaster and no itching prob yet :)

Another thing that comes in my mind when I think of B'lore is – going to that Loser’s house and slap him.. ahh my hands itching to slap him.. it’ll be fun.. I have to practice to put serious face when I see him.. if I smile at him, everything will be screwed. I’m bad at putting serious face.. :|

Yesterday I felt like going to temple. I called my bro and asked me if he can drive me to temple in our khatara Jeep. To my surprised he agreed. I dragged my sister along with me as I was scared to walk alone in crowd cause of my leg thingi..Since It was Purnima, temple was full of visitors. As I live in a small town, most of the localities know me. They were happy as well as shocked to see me in public. but as a whole it was fun. I was there in temple for ten mins. It was surrounded with Diyas, made me feel like Diwali again. Post Diwali effect lol.
When I came back home Buddy welcomed me.. she acted as If I was meeting her after ages..

My to do list

• Yet to watch Golmaal returns

• Yet to study

• Yet to increase my water intake

• Yet to Confirm my air tickets

• Complete M.B. that I’ve been reading since 3 months.. m such a slow reader and lazy dumb.

• To exercise, shit I have to reduce my tummy before I go to B'lore.

~~~ listening to O Humdum Suniyore from Saathiya.. ~~~

Bloggers to Friends Ka Safar

You can call it god’s blessing when you are so upset and then you find friends to talk to.. whose every expression makes you smile.. Recently I added Peter and Mads in my messenger list and we have fun chatting in yahoo conference and watching each other expressions in web cam.. I swear its fun. I never knew I smiles so much (Rakhi sawant, lols). I realised when I check myself on my cam, to my surprise, most of the time I see myself smiling with my 32 teeth out ;)

DEDICATING A POEM TO MAD AND PETER.. YOU GUYS ROCK.

Every day at ten o clock,

I keep my fingers crossed

I wait for peter and mad, both angel and devil,

Who is who .. upto you guys to decide

I’m so on and off,

So happy so cool and yet disturbed

I look at Mads expression,

I laugh at her at dancing smileys, her ultimate creation,

I turn to peter; I wish he holds the pose,

Just for me, come on once more..

The two hours flies by..

I forgot, I have to read some blog and yet to reply.

With no regrets in my heart though,

I thanks to god for a better day.. Better friend, a better show.

I close my eyes to sleep, with a smiling face,

Suddenly I remember Rd, I've to call him yet.

Surprise!!!!!

I’ve five awards to give.. the award is called BLOGER TO FRIEND AWARD..

First name obviously is Aevi.. my first blog friend whom I started chatting. He always reminds me of a book called Kite Runner, yeah I think that how we started commenting on each other’s post.

Secondly Harshita.. She is an angel!! (Though she might be in training, if she is good mood she might reply my ping or comment on my blog :) )

Rushabh – he is so on and off these days.. he’s having hard time.. I hope he get over with it soon.

And last but not the least Peter and Mads .. love you guys!!! You guys rock!! Dancing smiley for you guys .. I don’t know the code. Lol m sure Madsi knows it all.

Cheers!!

I converse in my deathbed

Spoken words win souls. Other things fade away. Some cute moments are measured to the degree unknown, some words gets forgotten. We die, we leave everything.. We surrender ourselves to our karma. Till we are alive we live, a life full of regrets. When we know we are dying, we think we could have done this and that.. It’s never too late for the reason that we don't know when is our death visiting us. There is no date with death, only a sad bolt from the blue.

I speak to myself..A day and I would have done this before I leave the world.. All things gets prioritised in a sec which otherwise might seems impossible to rank down.. Every true moment I lived shows a slideshow in from on my eyes.. For the last time.. I think of the very special person, my mother.. I came out of her.. She made me feel comfortable when I took my first breath.. I m leaving.. I wish she was here to comfort me again, in my last breath.. I think of him.. I think if I had a last kiss.. But m surrounded with so many people and all are waiting for my death, my last breath. I make a wish to god to gimme one more hour so that I can look at the things I possess which will bring all the memories, yes for the last time, the fact I know I won't be carrying them with me when I leave the mother earth. I think of bidding adios calling my true friends and other People who means a lot to me.. But I know my brain will stop working as I see so many People in my list. My brain refreshes in a sec I only see my family and my love.. The list gets confusing.. The priority measuring machines stops working for I know I don't have an hour.. It’s a matter of some sec.. I'm waiting.. Every sec seems long, I can't even say WTF. Seconds turns to min. I think I should stop waiting. I close my eyes. I think of god. I see him. Yes I see him. I look down I see People who matters to my crying.. I see not so close People trying to sympathies. I see my enemy standing next to them and making my love ones cry more.

This post is nothing to do with my real life. It’s out of my imagination. We all think of death one day or the other and yesterday when I imagined myself in my death bed.. I imagined this.. Don’t think I’m sad and I should stop thinking all this.. Cause this is just now.. and it is all my thoughts. It’s been long I thought something out of the box. May be since two months I’ve only been dedicating my post on two labels.. “Past thoughts” and “general stuff”. This one adds up to label called thoughts.

Pets Pets Pets

By date I have adopted four dogs. I never knew I would be interested in fishes since my bro asked me to take care of his aquarium since he was leaving B’lore.

It without a doubt added smile on my face. I thought it was a lovely gift. I learnt how to clean the aquarium and what food to buy for them. Its known that watching fishes is a stress buster. ;)

I used to wake up early to feed fishes on time. Mostly I had gold fishes as but managing gold fish is not easy as they can’t stand dirty water.

After a year a friend gifted me two turtles, small ones. Yes I knew turtle is also a pet since my bro too had turtle (I think our family is a pet lovers). I kept the turtle in a big aquarium in RD’s flat as I didn’t have space in my PG. RD’s roomie, Rahul, whom I call brother, also had a turtle which was bigger in size.. I kept my two baby turtles with his big one. Later I realised the big turtle killed the smaller one and Chotu (my one and only living turtle) managed to survive. Chotu is now adopted by my friend's friend since I m not in Bangalore to take care of it but I keep updates. Chotu is very happy. He recognises his names (I never knew turtle knows their name). Through the conversation in facebook I got to know my turtle was a male. I always felt it was female. Or else I had to change the name to choti ;)

Here is a pic of Chotu.

Here are some of the comments I copied from facebook after someone tagged on chotu’s pic.

Shreya Tulsyan (Bishop Cotton School) wrote
at 5:05pm on June 3rd, 2008
awwwwwwwwwwwwww i miss my tultul.......

Deepti Majithia (India) wrote
at 5:08pm on June 3rd, 2008
wad do u mean u miss ur tultul? u jus met him yesterday..... :O

Shreya Sarawagi wrote
at 5:18pm on June 3rd, 2008
but his scratchin sounds dont disturb us anymore

Nidhi Agrawal wrote
at 5:28pm on June 3rd, 2008
wht scratching sound?????

Nidhi Agrawal wrote
at 5:29pm on June 3rd, 2008
ahh u miss chotu so much so mice to see him/her again.. hey u guys knw if its him/her??

Shreya Tulsyan (Bishop Cotton School) wrote
at 5:31pm on June 3rd, 2008
its him.....................

Shreya Tulsyan (Bishop Cotton School) wrote
at 5:32pm on June 3rd, 2008
deep.....................thoda sds haq th hai na?

Shally Sarawagi wrote
at 5:40pm on June 3rd, 2008
its a him.. we checked out his features on the net..

Shreya Sarawagi wrote
at 5:49pm on June 3rd, 2008
he used to scratch the sides of the kfc box....
always wanted 2 run

Shally Sarawagi wrote
at 5:56pm on June 3rd, 2008
we'll build him a house with a swimming pool

Swati Agarwal (India) wrote
at 6:41pm on June 3rd, 2008
i'm missin chottu a lot....though he hates me..he..he..he

Shally Sarawagi wrote
at 7:30pm on June 3rd, 2008
no he doesnt.. awww..

Matea Brucic wrote
at 3:24pm on July 27th, 2008
Awww I had once a turtle like this,but mine was a gurl... :P
I think it`s the trick with the red culur on the hed..males have them and females not...I think..


What ya say??

Updates

Hey guys.. Thanks for the get well soon wishes. My back in feeling better. I was chatting with Aevi today morning and he informed me to use ice instead of hot water bag.. But thankfully it was relaxing I neither had to use hot water bag nor ice.

My bro had gone to Siliguri to fix my prob with ICFAI thing and finally I'm able to register online :)
grrrr .. i'll die correcting my spelling mistakes..

M still hunting for cheaper flight tickets to B'lore. I think my bro, mom and i'll be traveling together in December

Two movies are in my wish list --- Fashion and Golmaal returns.. IF you guys have already watched let me know how it is...
As i have habit of saving all the blog post and reading later, i finally was in mood to contribute to blogvilla. I read around 8 pending post todays and replied to all :)

I finally cooked better Pasta today.. I am proud of myself.. I did it!!

After a long time i played Housie (dont know the correct spelling) with my cousins.. it was fun. Won 25 Bucks net profit :) Momo kharidneka paisa haasil huwa ;) so tomorrow Momo party.. You guys are invited too :)

P.S. - listening to Hum Tum...

Don't know why..

I am having a terrible time since yesterday evening. Suddenly I got a back ache and it’s so awful that I’m not able to walk straight. If I sit down I’m not able to stand and vice versa.

I’m doing a distance learning course from ICFAI and I have exam in Jan. I’ve to register for Jan exam within 1st week on Nov and I’m not able to decide which centre to choose cause m not sure if I’ll be in B’lore or in Nepal. If i’ll be in Nepal I’ll be choosing Siliguri as a centre which is two hours from my place. I’m so confused and so tensed. Last time also I missed my exam as I couldn’t register on time. This time I don’t want to miss out exam or else it’ll be overall loss of 6 months.

I don’t know why I can’t type ING correctly. Whenever I type something like cooking, dancing etc I always tend to type it cookign, dancign. I so hate it. It’s been 1 and Half year and I still can’t type without looking at the type board accurately.

My fucking laptop is not getting defragmented. It has become so slow. All thanks to vista which I’m so used to. I’m thinking to update my ram when I get to go to b’lore. Battery backup of HP sucks big time. My lapi is alive just for 20 mins without power plug.

Now a days I lost interest in watching Prison break (I already have three series and I’m in middle of second one), reading novel and studying maybe cause every time I think of these, my minds goes to computer game which I’m so addicted too.

I’ve been reading less blogpost these days, don’t know why..
I’m contributing less to blogpost comparatively, don’t know why.
I still look fwd to Harshita, Aevi, Peter and mads’ post I don’t know why..
Recently I thought of joining Rockstar Lounge, I don’t know why..
This post might sound stupid but I’m still typing I don’t know why..

Listening to –She hates me by Puddle of Mudd ~~~~