I've been writing this post for a few days now... In my mind, that is. I'm finally actually posting it... (Rejoice, world :P).
Recent events in my life are making me think my life is part of some Bollywood-Kollywood-Tollywood movie - with me as the "heroine" and many different "heroes" :D
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SM tells me I walk as if I'm in a "pellikoothuru" (pardon the spelling!) ceremony every time I carry a hot cup of tea. I call it being careful and concentrating... Perspectives, you know ;)
Anyway, SM says that this 'act' of mine must be impressing a lot of guys. I've been told that I walk like a child and like someone in a permanent hurry to catch a bus - given that a 'delicate' walk isn't exactly my forte, you can judge for yourself the veracity of SM's claims.
(And if by any chance any (I think 'either' would be more accurate) of the people who reads this has been "impressed" by me/ is my "fan", I request thee to grant me the honour of knowing who thou art...)
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GC and I were chatting the other day, and I have no idea how, we got talking about marriage and spouses , and the discussion ended with an agreement 'Jaane tu ya jaane na' style! :D :D :D And so, GC is going to find me a partner on campus. :) :) :) I have to do the same for him, apparently... (Sigh! that sounds like it needs me to come out of my slumber)
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Oh, does being compared to Shraddha Kapoor count as a filmi event? :P
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Ah, back to SM - that girl, she tells me dialogues like, 'Guys will see you and think, "ammaailu ante ilaagae undaali" ':D (The flip side is that I end up remembering this dialogue at the weirdest of times!) I believe such dialogues belong in the movies... :)
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Oh, and apparently, I'm dumb enough to not realize when someone is trying to "line maarofy" me, as dear SM puts it. But again, she probably thinks I'm some sort of a filmi heroine :) Poor mistaken soul...
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The other day, I was just having coffee and talking to SC when I realized I was doing exactly what I've seen in movies and read about in lifestyle articles - play with my hair, laugh... Gosh!
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I'm suddenly stuck with a spate of Hindi songs, so the background music for my filmi life plays in my head. At times, the soundtrack doesn't exactly match - romantic songs while discussing with my prof, and sad songs while having fun with friends, well, you get the drift... (Editor of my life's story, are you listening?)
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It's time to say goodbye (my mind is singing this Andrea Bocelli-Sarah Brightman style... Con te partiro, indeed)
(A lot of delays and losing trains of thoughts are the cause for all the disjointedness (is that even a word?) in the post)
Adios, folks :)
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Oh, does being compared to Shraddha Kapoor count as a filmi event? :P
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Ah, back to SM - that girl, she tells me dialogues like, 'Guys will see you and think, "ammaailu ante ilaagae undaali" ':D (The flip side is that I end up remembering this dialogue at the weirdest of times!) I believe such dialogues belong in the movies... :)
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Oh, and apparently, I'm dumb enough to not realize when someone is trying to "line maarofy" me, as dear SM puts it. But again, she probably thinks I'm some sort of a filmi heroine :) Poor mistaken soul...
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The other day, I was just having coffee and talking to SC when I realized I was doing exactly what I've seen in movies and read about in lifestyle articles - play with my hair, laugh... Gosh!
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I'm suddenly stuck with a spate of Hindi songs, so the background music for my filmi life plays in my head. At times, the soundtrack doesn't exactly match - romantic songs while discussing with my prof, and sad songs while having fun with friends, well, you get the drift... (Editor of my life's story, are you listening?)
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It's time to say goodbye (my mind is singing this Andrea Bocelli-Sarah Brightman style... Con te partiro, indeed)
(A lot of delays and losing trains of thoughts are the cause for all the disjointedness (is that even a word?) in the post)
Adios, folks :)
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