I do weird stuff when I’m alone at home.
I have both the television and the radio on. But I don’t watch either of it.
I get busy rifling through my sister’s room, trying out her clothes, doing a lil number in front of the mirror.
Then I mix up some redbull with vodka. Dress up the glass. And drink it up in one gulp.
I pull out a hidden pack of weed. I make chili cheese toast.
Hmm
I make crank calls. Fix up a blind date.
I sing whatever’s playing on my playlist, really loudly.
I sing out loud, with my eyes closed, imagining I’m performing for a huge audience, millions of fans, with faces as anticipating as mine, looking at me.
I’ll feel high after a song or two, and have this sudden urge to compose something beautiful, something that’s a piece of art.
And I finally end up with experiencing a pseudo-inspiration and return to blogging.
I turn off my music and write in silence.
25 Comments:
Chilli Cheese toast.. Have to try that one. Have to try weed sometime too.
i'll come here but i wont read ur posts..hows that?
no food huh!! sure..
sheesh. life of a crawling fear of eternal darkness and deep mists of innocence fogged :)
what you see when you watch radio
you see music no. no???
or you see radio. no. no??
what you see when you see radio?????
airite... mistake.
i dont see radio.
big deal.
now scoot.
well i see the radio too. whats wrong with that folks.
Let Miss J be!!!
:P
u did crank call... fixed blind date... well i didn't rcv any ;)
mine was similar state y'day... my TV was on... my comp was running with some video... and i was into search mode... (random search!)... with a cup of nescafe in hand...
so i know what you mean...
why you make mistake and make me point out mistake. why this world make me do pointings out? i wanna dance like daler mahendi. can you teaching me. please to teach me be daler
chaos, u didnt gimme ur no ;)
Where is the weird stuff your subject line promised??:D Coast clear.All normal.
yes. the one who is saying it is weird is weird. she is not neetika. someone is posting nonsense in my name. why would it make any difference to me if there are only 12 comments. i am neetika and i wanna dance like daler paaji. bolo tarara bolo tarara bolo tararara rararara.
why wuld u dance like me..... no one can dance like me...i AM THE BEST!!!
n esp no chor can dance like me....how can u post as neetika when u r neetika.....fraud..."we all will sue u"
yes!! " we will sue u "
" we all will sue u, yes.. we all will sue u!!!!"
"we all will sue u!!!!"
"we all will sue u!!!!!"
All u neetikas. Chill. I can do without comments.
okay, J
today is really very BURNING CHILL outside!!!
ahaaaaaaa.............
i am so HOZZZT!!!
how can i chill??
o you who asks whether everyone has gone mad: are you the real neetika or are you the neetika who's not neetika.
BUD-DA maddy aa gaya. BILLI maddy aa gaya. meow meow. Bole tara rara bole tara rara. Main hoo neetika. woh toh char sau bees hai. Bole tara rara bole tara rara.
oh no!!
no one is mad...neither maddy nor neetika.
only i am mad
only i am mad
only i am mad
"main to hun pagal, yeh kahun har pal"
And to add a final twist into this tragic drama before I head for home, ladies and gentlemen, I introduce to you our very special guest of the evening, the one and only...
GUUUUUUUUURRRRRT GOBAINNNNNNNNNNNNN
J, all bricks should be addressed to the telephone booth where I pine for you every Saturday at 6 sharp
oh madhavan!!
tu papiee...durachariee...atayachariee...
u have done d biggest sin by posting these weird comments by using my name....
"i m gonna sue u "
"i m gonna sue u "
You have some imagination girl!!! Keep this up and one day you will write that blockbuster song!
I didn't find any of that weird... but then people like to call me Abby.... Abby-normal :)
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