Melancholic Mumblings

Many things have been said and written about love, a few about friendship but there was something very eloquent and succinct that I came across about friendship that struck a deep deep chord within me. It was actually posted on Paulo Coelho's fb page . I wish I could write something that succinct and effective, but hey if there's one thing I'm sure of at the moment, it would be my inability to keep things short and sweet. A boon or bane? Dunno yet, so far I've been able to limit the exposure to very few people and they're too nice to say 'Dude! Stop bludgeoning us with your words *groan*. They have been such compliant and patient people, so thank you guys, and before I digress any further, here's the link to that story....I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I did :),

http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2010/09/16/10-sec-read-why-are-you-crying-eng-espa-port/

Well the way this post had started Yeah I'm having me one of those days, ish, I mean last night was great but every great day/night/moment has to come to an end right? Right at this very moment I feel like that Christmas ornament/wreath that comes out once a year or once in a while to grace you with it's presence and to remind you of that wonderful feeling of warmth, joy, of family and security and support but then when Christmas comes and goes bye bye ornament and thank you for stopping by. See-ya next time when I need you back out. In the morning I had a different analogy for it, I called it the dish-rag analogy and I felt like one too. Insecurity? Maybe, who knows man? If I had an answer to that question then what the hell would I be doing here? I'd be out there counseling every Tom, Dick and Harry or every Tara, Diane and Harriet out there minting me some money. Instead, I'm building myself into a hole that's more than six feet under in bankruptcy.

No, I'm not having a who am I? And what's my purpose here? dilemma, I'm having a, Really? Am I really doing this again? Is it for better or worse? Will this time actually be different? I guess my heart strings and mind strings called all excited and happy to see something that was quintessential come back to it, but then there's always that whisper in the shadows that goes, Really? That's what you though would happen last time as well, but did it? And here I thought I had overthought myself to the point of exhaustion but apparently that's not true, apparently there's always more room for thoughts. My day started off in the weirdest way possible, I had dreams of things that didn't seem plausible, at least not in this current universe, maybe it was my portal/gate/looking glass into an alternate universe where this actually happened. It is sad though, as to how some dreams just may never come true, no matter how much you wished it would. I did contemplate taking a hiatus from here, but that wouldn't sit well with me 'cuz I sure as hell do have some more fire left in that fire hole where the writing spews from, to keep writing a few more posts. The day I decide to end this lil' thing here, one of 2 things could possibly happen. 1) It might be the longest post I would have EVER written or 2) It might be the shortest post ever, so I guess you can groan and moan all you want about the verbal onslaught, but as of now the slaughterhouse is open :P.

Anyway, I'd love to stay and dwell on things some more out here, but, I started this post in the morning between classes, so I'd really like to end it before I hit the proverbial sack/hay...no not a sack of hay, cuz that would tickle me a lil' too much. None the less, I hope you're all having a much better day than I have and if not I hope things work out and look better by the time your day ends :). Take care peepz and have a happy happy HAPPY FRIDAY!!!!!!! Enjoy the weekend and have a blast and I shall catch up with ye all wenever it is I do. Oh on the plus side I did discover some good music today :D so I guess that was the plus side...yay I guess. Cheers people and take care of yourselves :)

Song(s) of the Day:

Song: Maiyya Yashoda (Thames Mix)
OST: Jhootha Hi Sahi
Release Date: Circa, 2010

Song: Gal Mitthi Mitthi
OST: Aisha
Release Date: Circa, 2010

Music and Masala

Well Music = the Masala in my life, sad? Nah not really :D...well I'm doing a trial run of songs for the "Ultimate Wedding Playlist"...okay that sounds about as grand as a balloon that pops, for some reason today I'm not in the mood for FIFA fever, in fact I'm in the mood for some foot tappin', soul shakin', ear drum resoundin' beats...and Yes I finally started the broda's playlist or else I'll be an example of the modern day Vlad the Impaler's victims :P...okay maybe not impale me but definitely put me in a headlock of sorts that would cause permanent painful reminders lol. Not that I don't have enough of those courtesy of broda, but hey what the hell might as well fill up the repertoire of unforgettable brodaisms. Think 'bout it I could write a pre-wedding memoir for him titled "Brodaism - A Way Of Life for the Older Sibling"

All said and done, while I do love my music it is the hardest thing to select for someone else 'cuz as you wonderful people know everyone has different tastes, now who the hell knows what my brother's taste in music is besides rock, heavy metal and more rock :|. And I'm not letting a lotta that play at the wedding, people are gonna sue us for emotional and mental trauma as well as auditory trauma :| ... looking back at this point in time I could sue him for all of that...muahahahahahaha...but that's okay he's getting married soon he'll get a taste of his own wonderful medicine...aah karma thou art such a biatch :P. Well sis in law to be gives him some and then some more :D, it brings such a huge ass smile to my face :D bahahahahahaha.

A'ite I'm digressin, so while this ickle energizer bunny is being fuelled by music cells I think I must try and get as much done as possible in terms of cleaning up or else I fear a boomerang or a spoon or something turning into a projectile and headed straight for my head, as aimed and fired by my mother dearest. Dad stays on the sidelines :P just so he doesn't end up in the dog house :P, well actually he's doing most of the running 'round for the wedding of the summer, the poor man keeps saying how he's pretty sure he never did as much running 'round for his wedding as he did for good ol' broda's. As D-Day approaches, tempers are gonna flare, ppl. are gonna transform into sticks of dynamite, ignite and FIREEEEE!!! I should prolly start preppin' a play list for that lol. And no amount of zen and me yielding my peaceful ways is gonna help.

A'ite so here's the deal with the music list, as of now I have a page of music on there, neone got ne suggestions toss it on here please? :D...According to my lovely mother I listen to sad songs, she thinks they're sad 'cuz they're slow :|. I tried reasoning with her and saying mummy it's semi classical and is really poetic, she tossed a face at me that said "Jeez kiddo, act your age not an 80 year old." Well when my mom turns 80 she's still gonna b the cool mom who jives, bops and busts out more dance moves to that generation/time's B.E.P, Lady Gaga, Usher, Shakira, Flo Rida and whoever else the next few generations are gonna come up with. Which reminds me I do have to add all of 'em onto that list or else she's gonna smack me over the topside of my head, which is quite sad, 'cuz at this rate apparently I don't need much to be smacked over the topside of my head. My broda does that 'cuz he thinks it's his birthright and he doesn't really need a reason to do so, which is absolute rubbish in my humble opinion. But then again like he would say my opinion does not count nor does it matter.

Right so this is as much masala as there possibly can be for the moment, time for energizer bunny to energize onto other things and conquer one room at a time and dominate the generation of sound waves in this house :D...BOOYAH! Cheers kids and stay safe and have a ridonculously awesome time doin' whatever you're doing. Adios, sayonara and au revoir for now.