Its like Rain on your wedding day

The word 'Irony' was being discussed in our class , when my friend couldn't resist scribbling few lines from the song 'Ironic'.

And

I couldn't resist checking out the complete lyrics.

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An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day
It's a black fly in your Chardonnay
It's a death row pardon two minutes too late
And isn't it ironic... don't you think

It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought... it figures

Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids goodbye
He waited his whole damn life to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
"Well isn't this nice..."
And isn't it ironic... don't you think

Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face

A traffic jam when you're already late
A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife
It's meeting the man of my dreams
And then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn't it ironic...don't you think
A little too ironic...and, yeah, I really do think...

it's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought... it figures

Vendetta

I have this weird mindset attached to being at some places.
Like the kind I would never want to visit , again.The weird part is that my first trip at those particular places wasn't bad at all.And am unable to figure out why I wouldn't want to be there :|

Just for example..today I've been thinking of Blore which I'd last visited 5 years back.
I had spent a wonderful time out there..visited pubs..shopping et al.
And today..on this dull Saturday while am just mentally re-visiting my travelogue ..I cannot quite adjust to being present in blore in future.It gives me eerie feelings.Don't know what it is..maybe the culture out there...the atmosphere..or something mysterious associated with my memory that am unable to tap.

I wish to break that 'feeling' by visting Blore soon!
I really hope I do or these weird set of thoughts are going to give me nightmares.


*** I read
A thousand Splendid Suns : highly disturbing and painful.The tragedy ..the irony , the pain endured by the protagonists is just too much to read.I can read The Kite Runner atleast 5 times in all my life..but am never going re-read A thousand Splendid Suns.Its a sad and a very UNFAIR tale.
The writing style of the author also differs from his previous novel.A different presentations altogether.

A walk to remember : I'm not hurt  is all I can say.Maybe having read tragic love stories earlier..this one couldn't bother me much.

The Godfather : My first ever read on Mafia.Engrossing tale of crime and family ( notice.. I didn't say criminal family.The Don is strangely respectful )
There was a lot of irrelevant detail given on account of the other characters which really wasn't necessary , since it didn't have much purpose towards the climax.Waste of pages :|

I've always had some interest in the structure and organization of Mafia.So I think I need to start digging for some info.
Vendetta.I like the word..not the meaning.

Numbly baffled

* Two of my most 'worshiped' friendships have ceased to exist or so it seems.
Time and distance have swiped off the spark.The 'need' to be along.
Even as those two friends are somewhere out there.Somewhere far.

I'm fully aware and sure of the fact that its never going to be the same..and the worst part of it is that I'm not even going to make an effort.Maybe it is not that bad to not try.That comfort and rapport has just dissolved.Pointless.

* You think I'm a fool.You are absolutely right.FULL STOP.

* Some relations have to be kept the way 'elders' want you to , which is far less by your standards.Its difficult.I wish there were no rule like formalities.Happiness would have come simpler and it would still have been valued just as much.

* The sole purpose of my life is not to get married.Unlike the assumptions.There's so much to do..so much to LIVE for.Marraige thoughts give me a virtual nervous breakdown.

* Some people go Volt Face.With absolute ease.I don't know what to do about them.It baffles me all the time.

Practical solutions ??

1] What do you do when you think someone doesn't deserve the attention from you because they don't hold you as much important , and despite knowing it you let them magnetize you & make you give them importance all the time which is pretty sick and stupid if you were to ask me.But anyway..what do you really do - to cut off ?? Should you ?

Guess its difficult to put ego aside when you genuinely care.No matter what you get in return.

I still need an answer. More than that..I need a way out of it.

2] Who decides what you deserve and how much you deserve ?
What if you do not have as much as you deserve ?
And what if someone has more than they ever deserve ?

Annoyingly unfair situation

Answers any ? 'SANS philosophy'

Dang it!

• Its a bit strange that nobody picks up the phone when I badly want to talk to just anyone. And a lot of ppl call when I have a relatively occupied day.
• All excited plans go kaput!
• Some friends are unreachable even at normal hours.
• Mom screamed loudly when I was driving as if I got someone under the car.It was SO embarrassing.
• My exams were bad worse ever.Its a shame.
• A day before an exam , there are considerable number of activities going online.Fb seems to have a lot to offer.Lot of blogs to read etc. The day after exam ( when I'm FREE ) - there's a lull.
• I bought a stylish sari for myself  ( !!!!! ) and I'm not too sure if I'll be actually wearing it anytime soon.My second thoughts are a secret and mom shouldn't come to know about it. 
• I still can't believe I went shopping to buy a sari.
• I guess I've got bats in the belfry.I list it under what happens when you turn 20.My friends would say I've been 'forever crazy. twenty is just an excuse.'

Ufffff !

For the Love of...

If languages could be eaten , I'd say English is my favorite cuisine.

I would gobble up all the words and would still be craving for more. Always hungry as I am.

Novels would be the junk food.Spicy & tangy! 

Classics would be like a bottle of Old wine. 

Poems would be like those special servings you try that  you may not always like. 

Idiom and phrases would make up for the dessert :D  Irresistible.


*** I swear I could have EATEN English language if I could.
I know it doesn't make sense but simply put - I turn restless if I do not use proper English.
Not just grammatically correct..I like to keep pace with a perky snazzy vocab.
 
And apart from that...I'm a great admirer of witty one liners.
Oh and how could I forget to mention how much I love to use phrases and idioms :D
I did something funny with those ,  using them in a post based on one of the personal events  -  Every Dog has its day!


There's something so silky about this language.
Actually its like wax..it moulds to the shape you give it --- quite smoothly.

Of course , I love to speak in Hindi just as much.
But for reading and writing..its English all the way!

This post is in fond dedication For the Love of language!
What would the earth be without my favorite cuisine ? :P