Gentle Whispers

So someone tagged me to in of these notes thingies on Facebook, in what was basically a list of The Things To Do Before I Die and though it said to only list 30 things, in my usual overboard, over-enthusiastic style, I've listed forty and I figured I might as well share them with you guys here. So here it is, The Things I want to do before I die :- 1) Buy a round-the-world air ticket and a rucksack, and run away and make sure I set foot on each of the seven continents 2) Visit all the seven wonders of the World.. Modern, Ancient, Natural 3) Watch Roger Federer play in a Wimbledon final 4) Be published in the New Yorker or the Economist 5) Drink beer at Oktoberfest in Munich 6) Learn to play a musical instrument with some degree of skill 7) Fly a plane 8) Learn to scuba dive, skydive and bungee jump and go up in a hot air ballooon 9) Go on a wild-life safari across the African grasslands. 10) Watch a football game between Argentina and Brazil, an El Classico b...

So, as per my usual tag stealing ways, I've stolen this one from Just call me A , because it seemed like so much fun. And I rather wanted to see how much of a devil I really am. Also, I don't tag any of you, whoever wants to take up this tag feel absolutely free to do so. * Asked someone to marry you? Innocent * Ever kissed someone of the same sex? Guilty . Ask me no questions and I will tell you no lies * Danced on a table in a bar? Innocent . I've always wanted to though. * Ever told a lie? Guilty . Many times over. * Had feelings for someone whom you can’t have back? Guilty . I'm a glutton for punishment * Kissed a picture? Guilty .Rahul Dravid, Fernando Torres, David Villa, Roger Federer and Im not mentioning anymore names. * Slept in until 5 PM? Innocent . The latest I've ever woken up has been 3 pm. * Fallen asleep at work/school? Guilty. * Held a snake? Innocent. Just because I haven't had the opportunity. Snakes are such beautiful creatures. * ...

I wasn't in the best of moods , these last few weeks and even getting out of bed was proving to be too much of a task. Until the rapid turnaround happened, and while I'm still going off into my black moods, I'm trying to keep from letting them engulf me and swallow me whole. But then I that despite the several setbacks I've had, I've realised the Universe is not out to get me. And so I can remind myself of them every time I get low and depressed, I'm making a list. Besides, I love making long list of things to do. Tis's so much fun. 1) I have a job. Much as I don't enjoy it. At least I have one with a fairly decent pay at a time when people are losing their jobs and working for pittances. 2) I have wonderful friends, who care about me. Who worry when I'm not happy and go out of their way to make sure I'm okay and I'm smiling. They're my rainbows on dark, gloomy days. 3) This blog. As long as I have this blog, I think I'll be okay. ...

If you've been reading me for a bit, you probably will have realised that my last few posts haven't exactly been all happiness and light. They've been dark, morbid and downright depressing and I've been gloomy and depressed for a long time too. Until today that is; I was just reading my blog and looking back over the last few conversations I've had with friends and I realised what a sad, sad person I've become. I'm turning into the kind of person I've always hated. Whiny, pessimistic and a wet blanket. And it's such a departure from my usual happy-go-lucky, optimistic, easy-going, up-for-anything self. I've lost all sense of spontaneity. I'm not as laid back as I once was. I take offence at the tiniest of offences. I get anxious over little things. I'm quick to lose my temper and slow to make amends. And I've never been that way ever before. So as of today, I've vowed to be much happier and try to come out of this terrible place....

I haven't been feeling quite myself lately. I haven't been very happy both personally and professionally. It's like a piece of me has been missing. I've been going through the motions of daily life mechanically feeling like it's not me, but someone else who's going through everything. Also, the thought of quitting journalism has been coming to my mind a lot lately. And I haven't actually acknowledged it until now. What has been the most indicative of my distaste of anything to do with journalism has been the fact that I've been quite disinclined to even blog. And that is something that's never happened before. I know journalism doesn't have much to do with blogging, but for me, the happier I've been the more I've wanted to blog and I haven't felt like blogging in months now. And all the last few posts you've seen have been me pushing myself to write, just because I hate seeing this blog dead. Personally is a whole other issue, on...