Running in my head...

A strange thing happened today. I went to take measurements and surprise of surprises 'everything's reduced' (oh..c'mon..think straight.) For those who don't know I'd started working out for weight gain.I mean i am not skinny, u can say athletic so just wanted to build up some muscle. As far as my mirror goes there's definitely improvement but don't know how come my arms, chest, weight..and even height has apparently reduced(well..the last one could be an error). Frankly it doesn't feel so good after working so hard to not see the results but I'll believe my mirror. Even my trainer doesn't know what's happened. Our theory is that may be it must've been the small amount fat that has gone.But i've to say, I'm looking great!! I am posting this old poem I found. I don't know if u realise how special u make me feel, when u give me that look, those words, that smile. Don't know if u know how much it hurts, when u have to go,...

Just saw a movie. Love the feeling you have after you watch a movie. The way you find it difficult to come out of it. You continue to be in that mindset for a while. I've had many instances of being really influenced by movies albeit for a short time. But you do feel it. you bring that movie to reality. It's hard to feel the world as it is. If it's a sad movie you feel sad, if it's about some hero you feel like a hero yourself. Maybe I am crazy but what's the fun if you don't feel movies like that?!

I am so pissed right now. Just hate it when i write a post and click the publish button, there's some problem with the connection and all that i had written is gone. It's the worst thing. Btw what i was saying is that i find it very difficult to write a post(even more reason to be pissed) like some others do. Words don't flow when i sit to type. When i am alone, travelling etc.. i think bout a lot of stuff i can put on the blog but when i sit down to type the act of writing becomes fills my mind more than the thing i am gonna write about.And i just dont know what to write.Recently while watching a movie that i really liked, i thought of writing something on it as i was feeling so passionate about it. But by the time i sat to type in the night i just couldn't get myself to feel that anymore.Maybe i should get a laptop (yeah right) or should write down things when i think of them(too lazy).But i really am gonna try to be more comfortable while typing.yeah i will..

Oh what a day! Today was my dance competition, the final day the end of my torture as it seemed. We had been so frustrated, so angry, so damn fed up of this that most of us were thinking of not dancing at all. And this was two days before. We had taken a risk of getting a new choreographer who none of us liked, especially me. Not only did the dance steps seem not so great she didn't seem serious about it at all. She just came showed us some steps and expected us to do them. Never did she point out mistakes of everyone. Nor did she tell us exactly what beats will have what steps. On top of that none of the dancers seemed serious. Everyone came, but most never tried to be good by themselves. They would just do it somehow and end it spending most of the time chitchatting. O.k. It's getting too long. Fast forward. Two days to the dance and we are so bad that we still can't complete one song sequence without missing a step. We also don't have a C.D. yet of all the songs toge...

Just met this friend of mine from scotland online. Man, it makes me happy that he's in scotland. I know it sounds silly, too desperate, but for me he's living the life I in a way dream about. Don't get me wrong, I love India. But it's just not enough. I ve this fascination about experiencing other parts of the world. How everyone is so different and yet so similar. As far as I can remember I ve wanted to know how would it feel to be in some other pert of the world. how would my childhood be? What will the changes I'd ve to make? Those small little things that we take for granted..the culture..the society..our way of thinking..our view of the world..our history.. everything will change. I've always been fascinated by these thoughts. And he's doing that right now. The guy who was in my school! It may seem to some as not that big a deal but I feel it is, and I am not ashamed that I do .He's been one person who's been there in my rollercoaster life albei...

Lonely in a crowd.. In touch with so many, close to none. A commotion around, still silence to one. I look at the crowd, all are so busy. I try to find myself, But it's not easy. Followed a dream, eyes firmly on it. In the middle of the road, I think I've lost it. None can pierce, this vacuum around me. Let everyone be close, I'll always be free. No answers here, no way around, How long am i gonna be, lonely in the crowd? -copyright pranay

I think there are two types of guys girls like.One is the hero who is always right, always witty , always strong. Women get attracted to such a guy out of the need to feel protected.They want to feel taken care of. They feel secure when they are with him.He can be rude and dominating but she'll still stick with him.That strength somehow attracts her and she can't let go.The other is that sweet emotional guy who touches that chord deep within her heart. He is so cute she wants to protect him. She wants to be his strength. She wants to take care of him as she knows that fragile heart inside him loves her.He can be too sensitive sometimes but you can't hurt such a sweet heart can you?Every relationship can be categorised as beimg closer to one or the other. What kind are you? or Which guy would you like?