Random boredom updates

So what do you call a person who walks into a lit room, switches off the light and stands in complete darkness trying to recollect why the hell he walked into that room in the first place? Stupid. NO…..you call the person- me! :\

Hello , hie! 

Of recent I’ve been soooo lost and clueless. I walk into closed doors, bed edges, chairs, people and my recent achievement –dogs!!! I was so engrossed as I walked out of the station that I failed to notice a dog and I tripped over it. You could say it was more of an obstacle race because I jumped over it and then stood there trying to let it sink in, the moment that had just passed and how petrified I was. I literally paused for a good 2 mins, hand clasped over my mouth and all the people passing by looked at me like they expected me to break into a solo gig over there …you know like some entertainer, because the catch was that I was wearing my street play t-shirt.

Today I was trying to lift my bag and picture me trying to do that sitting on a chair. And the chair did a back flip. :/

I mean seriously? What is wrong with me or the objects around me…

What if the objects have signed a pact to make me fall or trip on them because I (unknowingly) hurt a member of their clan?

I also absolutely love the people who are sooo spontaneous at times. I’ve a friend who was so bored that she agreed to jump into the next rickshaw and come to my place! Looove her for that. Things like these are getting me through these retarded days of mine where my furniture is trying to sabotage my day with all the nasty lil’ things like coming in my way, growing a little taller…I don’t know. There is another possibility that I may be as clumsy as shit but let’s stick to the furniture theory as it sounds better.

The funny part (disclaimer: only I may find it funny) is that my mum went to this astrologist when I was 14 and he tried predicting about me; so he said your daughter is really clumsy and keeps injuring herself and as she narrated this to me , I tripped over a pencil like object. And I continue to do so even today. Pretty consistent, eh?

 From the above post, you might have realized I am completely out of topics and also brain cells. But I want to write. Why? Because I love to.

I have also come to the conclusion that you may inspire people and be super nice to them but some people lack decency and courtesy. I used to, am and always will continue to tell people to pursue what they love but it’s people like these who are just ruthless with their words and intonation that piss me off. I hardly express it and bubble inside. I wish I could erupt on them like a volcano .

Probably I should shut up now.

Ok bye!

-Appiqué <3  

Queen - Women's day delight!

Hey there!

I’m going to apologize first because I’m typing under the influence of some heavy duty drugs. Mafi de do!

Today is weird. I have so many topics I could write about in my app, but I just don’t feel like. It’s one of those days when you want to and you can’t because your body isn’t lending any support. Mumbai’s weather is getting weirder by the minute, one moment it is bright and sunny and wonderful and the other minute it is windy, chilly, pull-out-your-sweaters-and go-into-deep-slumber kind. It is soooooo weird.

That and probably food from creepy stalls has led to me falling ill after a looong time!

So you know what body, I’m going to write! (Insert tongue sticking out emoji)

I watched Queen yesterday; bollywood movie- Queen featuring Kangana Ranaut. I think she’s gorgeous but whenever I see her perform at any award show or watch any of her movies, I can absolutely not make out a single word of what she is saying. Ever.

But Queen has got to be the movie where her performance surpasses all her previous performances.

And the cherry on the cake was I was watching it on “women’s day”. It’s such a feel good movie.

The movie revolves around how a woman who gets stood at the altar, in her case- mandap, decides to get on the plane and go for her honeymoon holiday, ALONE; such amazing scenes, splendid performances, great looking cast and a cute lil’ script. It was a fully patakha packed desi movie.

Now I’m no critic (so this might be an opinion that only I have about it) and don’t want to be one because I personally dislike those film critics. You absolutely cannot just make some people sit and decide how a movie is. Everyone has different tastes in movies. Some like the serious type, some like no brainers. Critics just suck the desire out of people when they give a movie a star or two. I mean who lets you decide! It has often happened that they give No-brainer movies with extremely forced comedy 4 stars and 2 to really good ones.

It’s just like food: give a European some Indian food; he’s going to die because of its “Spiciness” which to a normal Indian would be “bhaiya kitna meetha hai”…

It’s ridiculous, this critiquing business.

Anyway so queen ends with some beautiful messages:

1. Nice people are in every nook and corner of the world.

2.  To get past a terrible incident, you’ve got to push it out of your mind. You cannot hold on to it and wait for happiness to come your way. Move on.

3.  Let go of yourself.

4.  You are strong. Never let anybody tell you otherwise.

5.  You don’t need a relationship to be happy in life.

6.  You can find true happiness in anything. Just keep your eyes and arms wide open!

That’s it for today! I can write no more! Thank you for reading.

-Appiqué <3