Tuesday, December 29, 2009


My TOEFL scores were finally available online today and I scored 118/120!!! I just couldn't believe my eyes.. In fact, I logged out of my account and logged in a couple of times just to make sure there was no mistake.. I'd lost 2 marks in only one of the four sections i.e full marks on the other three!! It felt so good to have done so well at something after a long time :)

Monday, December 28, 2009

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Its been kind of hectic lately.. It began with going to Mangalore to get an application to a certificate course in teaching english for my sis.. And two days later, I had to go back to return the filled application.. 1.5 hours each way for two days in a bus, on really bad roads is no joke but I did survive the test of endurance.. What made the second trip bearable, even enjoyable though, was that my beloved accompanied me this time.. We had a fun day in the town with our usual movie and lunch date.. But that simple date is so special and magical, just because I'm with my beloved and we're in Mangalore.. I just love our Mangalore dates.. :)
After that, I had to begin preparing for my TOEFL exam scheduled for the 12th in a big hurry because like always, I'd put off prep until it was almost too late.. I had to go to Bangalore to give the exam.. A 13 hour long journey.. but thankfully, by car and completed over two days.. The exam went well I think, compared to the way I'd prepared.. The results come out in 15 days.. Waiting for exam results is a torture.. I have absolutely ZERO patience with that or anything else.. But wait I have to.. Sigh..
On the second day following my return from B'lore, that's today, I had my interview for the post of a Junior Research Fellow at MLSC.. I feel it went well and am almost certain I'll land the job.. Keeping my fingers crossed..

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Mission Tiny Blue Clutch

I've wanted a tiny clutch, just big enough to hold my phone and some cash for a long time.. and I decided to make one today.. I used some denim from a pair of jeans I no longer wear and some fabric glitter glue for the embellishment.. This was made in under an hour!!

The strip of denim that transformed into my clutch..

It's ready..

.. and in action.

With the butterfly embellishments..

A close-up of my pretty butterflies :)

Sunday, November 29, 2009

I know Valentine's is a long way off but I wrote a (very much) early Valentine's poem for my beloved.. It's kind of short though.. So I hope to add a few more verses by Valentine's :)

On Valentine's, I declare
I'm yours, Pooh Bear
Your's for eternity, I vow
Forever your's, my love..

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

As you sow, so shall you reap
Make someone cry, so will you weep
Those faces, those memories, they taunt me
All my sins have come back to haunt me..

Sins in my blood run deep
Not one promise to my parents did I keep
This burden of knowledge does daunt me
Purged of my sins is all I want to be..

Friday, November 20, 2009

So many forks in the road ahead.. No matter what happens, I hope I have the time of my life :)

Time of your Life- Green Day

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life

First application to PhD.

That's right.. I completed my very first application to a PhD program today.. And I'd begun a week back.. Whew! Getting all my certificates in order, scanning them, converting them to pdf according to some highly specific specifications (would never have got this one done without my beloved's help), the essay and finally putting it all together.. man, I'm so glad it's done.. My beloved commented when I told him about the accomplished Mission Phd1, "I think you are happier about completing the application process than you will be if you are accepted." You said it, beloved :)

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Lunch and a movie..

I know the classic date is dinner and a movie but since my beloved and I are sort of in a secret relationship, we have to make do with lunch and a movie.. Though we've done this 'n' number of times, for some reason that I can't describe, today was special.. I felt much more loved and cherished than usual today, which is saying something, cos my beloved always makes me feel special when I'm with him..
Good times.. I've had plenty of those with my beloved.. Which goes to prove that it's not the times that are good but the companion :)

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Poems at midnight..

The best time for me to come up with poems is late at night past everyone's bedtime and definitely way past the time when I think I should be asleep if I don't wanna wake up groggy and grumpy the next day.. Last night was one such night.. I had been trying to come up with the perfect opening to my statement of purpose for the PhD applications.. Finally I decided it had to be a poem and last night, I managed to compose it.. Here goes..

Beyond the glass doors, I see
Such endless possibilities
Paths waiting to be tread
Lives waiting to be led
On my way, I hope to be
If only, I can find the key..

I admit it is a little cliched but I liked the line about lives waiting to be led.. Because I sincerely believe it.. I believe every action or thought of ours reveals infinite possibilities about the next action or thought.. And life may turn out to be completely different from what it would have been before we initiated that action or had that thought.. Even though that knowledge can be overwhelming, it is also comforting to the Arien in me.. that

I always have another chance to make things right.. To make things go my way..
Because, after all, tomorrow is another day :)

Another poem I composed yesterday is titled anger, the failing that tops my list of failings..

My heart is pounding in my head
Blood is rushing, crimson red
Eyeballs bulge, muscles tighten
Teeth clench and nostrils whiten

My anger no longer can I control
No anger management class left to enrol
No more peace, no hope of deliverance
I have crossed all limits of endurance

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Mission Big Black Bag

I'm not a star at Home Ec. and that's a well known fact :) But I've wanted a big, black bag for a really long time now and though I knew how to make it, I hadn't done it yet.. Today at around 2pm, I suddenly wanted to make that bag and once I decide I want something bad enough, I waste no time in getting it.. So, here's how the bag was made.. in just 6 hours.. Beat that :)

The fabric is cut and ready to be stitched.

The first stitches..

The strap goes on next..

Voila.. My very own big black bag :)

The bag in action ;)

Unfortunately, the ancient VGA camera on my cell phone doesn't do the bag justice.. sigh..

Sunday, November 8, 2009

There are so many kinds of together
But only one kind of alone

Together when your tiny hand grabs mom's huge finger
But you come into the world alone

Together when you share a joy with a friend
But then you go home alone

Together when you kiss the love of your life
But in your thoughts you are alone

Together with the people who have come to mourn you
But six feet deep, alone

There are so many kinds of together
But only one kind of alone

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Convocation blues

So I'm finally and officially a postgrad but where's the excitement, the satisfaction? MIA!!
I might have been happier if I'd got good pictures of the 'much anticipated event'.. On the previous day of the event there was a row with my parents about the camera, with them accusing me of not having reminded them to get film for the camera (yes, we still own a stone age camera that needs film while everyone else I know has gone digital) and with me accusing them of having forgotten my reminder.. all of which was unnecessary coz there was plenty of time the next day to get film and I was gonna go get it myself the next day.. But parents will be parents.. they will get anxious and flustered and worried and then blame you for being the cause of it all..
What was the result of it all was that dad went off in a huff and must have got the film loaded in a big hurry at the shop and the film was not loaded properly.. So I never got any candids.. All I have are the stuffy pictures we had taken in a studio and I look absolutely horrible in them..
Things never seem to go right just when you want them to..

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

The Purge

I feel that writing dark poems purges suicidal urges.. Hey, that rhymes.. :)

I wish I could slash my wrist
Give the knife a savage twist
Watch it ooze, the crimson gore
Have it flow right on to the floor
Grow more dizzy by the second
Weak and cold, dazed and sickened
Close my eyes, sink into oblivion deep
And wait for that blessed eternal sleep

Monday, October 26, 2009

Loneliness and Teenage Crush!

For some reason, writing about the Convocation reminded me of my school days and the very first poems I remember writing.. way back in high school.. They were my very first contributions to the school magazine too and it was such a proud moment for me when they were published.. :)

Loneliness is a blessing in disguise
For it soothes the troubled and makes one wise
Just like a heady wine, too much is too bad
When the right dosage is taken, it isn't half as bad.


Labelled as 'love' by the experienced
but named 'crush' by the wise,
This infatuation in high schools
is a fairly common sight,
They know not how it happens,
but it ends in despair;
For often it is a one-sided affair.

But the moments when these poems were conceived were dark moments for me then.. I had a crush on this guy- a really bad crush that lasted three years- who never cared for me.. Oh well, I did get over him eventually but now it feels like a waste of three really important years of my life.. But then it's always easier to see sense after the deed is done, right?

Convocation 2009

My convocation is just a week from today and I'm super excited about it.. I hadn't attended the convocation after B.Sc.. So this is the first time I'll be getting my degree in a graduation gown and cap rather than through the mail.. I began my preparations a week ago.. My sari, the accessories, make up, hairstyle.. the works :) If only I manage to find a job by then, my happiness will be complete (fingers crossed).. But I'm not gonna worry about that.. I'm gonna enjoy my special day completely.. :)

Thursday, October 8, 2009

He's back.. We spent the most glorious day together.. And talked about those final few steps we need to take that will lead us to a PhD.. Can't wait to get there :)

Sunday, September 27, 2009


Another Monday has come and gone
My beloved is not yet home
Another week wait I must
Forever with waiting is my life to be cursed?

My beloved has gone home.. I feel so empty when he's not here..

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Poetry or Prose?

Here is one of my latest.. Of late I can't fall asleep until around two in the morning.. Usually I spend the time browsing for jobs and admissions or chatting with my beloved but today, I wrote this..

She smelled so sweet, Jasmine white
When I plucked her in the twilight
I held her close all night long
Breathing in her scent, that was now so strong
I didn't want to let her go, even in the morn
By her side I wanted to begin every dawn
So I kept her between the leaves of an old book
But not before I stole at her, one last look
When I came back to her, it was too late though
One look at her and I was filled with sorrow
Jasmine white no longer, of her former self, just a shadow
Only a faint fragrance left behind, to remember her on the morrow
Afraid of losing her, I held on too tight
But she was not meant to be just mine, Jasmine white

I wrote this poem because as I was tossing and turning in bed at two in the morning, I had this strong mental image of a Jasmine that is plucked so that her scent may be enjoyed by only one whereas the flower wants to send its scent out to all, to be enjoyed by all.. I likened the flower to a girl because I know of girls who can be so much, do so much.. Yet they don't coz of their guys (who believe they have only the girl's 'best interests' at heart or maybe they are just insecure about a girlfriend who is more talented or popular than they are).. Indian girls in particular are always taught to put their husband's (no boyfriends accepted in here!!) wishes and needs before their own.. I'm so incredibly lucky and thankful to God that I have my beloved who not only supports all that I do, but also encourages me to be everything I have the potential to be.. :)
Coming back to my poetry, this is the way I usually write poems.. Inspired by some strong mental image.. But somehow I feel I could write better prose than poetry, inspired by these images.. Something I have been meaning to do for a long time now but never got around to.. One of my ambitions in life is to write a book some day.. I don't care if it turns out to be a textbook of Biochemistry.. I just wanna write a book..

Sunday, September 20, 2009

One thing at a time?

Turns out there are no vacancies whatsoever in my university.. I had hoped to get a job close to home coz it would be easier to prepare for the PhD entrance exams I'm planning to take.. the reason why I haven't applied for jobs anywhere else.. I guess this means that I can concentrate better on my prep for the exams.. But I'm not really doing that either.. Not very seriously anyway.. The problem is, this feels like a vacation.. which is not right coz I've nothing to go back from vacation to.. I've really got to stop being so lazy and get serious about where I'm headed..

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

It's time to go job hunting.. I applied to the post of a lecturer in two institutions of my university yesterday.. I'm hoping for the best.. Good luck to me :)

Friday, August 28, 2009

Hip Hip Hurray

Finally the results are out.. And I've passed in the First class.. I'm so happy.. I literally jumped for joy in front of the notice board.. Finally I can sleep in peace tonight :)

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Beginning of a pause

My beloved and I went on what might be one of our last trips to Mangalore, today.. Atleast for a while, since my beloved will have to go back home after the results are announced and may not return for a while .. Since the place we stay in is a tiny town, albeit a university town, with not even a multiplex to its claim, we like to go to Mangalore when we really wanna chill out.. Watch a movie.. have some pizza.. shop (both of us love to dig for hidden literary treasures in every book shop we can find).. or just walk hand in hand in the streets of Mangalore.. Something we cannot do back home.. In fact Mangalore was where we went for our very first date..
All the memories of that date and all the subsequent ones came flooding back to me today.. I'll miss him so badly.. I'll miss the long bus rides to Mangalore and back.. I'll miss going around Mangalore in autorickshaws with his arm around me.. I'll miss putting my arm through his while watching a movie.. I'll miss looking deep into his eyes while sitting opposite to each other at restaurants (though that embarasses him a lot).. I'll miss going to the book shops we discovered.. I'll miss the chats we would have about our dreams, ambitions and plans for the future on the bus ride back.. I'll miss you beloved, more than anything I've missed in my whole life..

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

The terror is now giving way to an empty sort of feeling inside. I'm trying my best to fill it with catching up on my reading, watching a lot of television, surfing and of course, some work.. Two projects that are still pending.. But something is missing.. Its time now to go out into the real world.. Get a job while I apply for PhDs, prepare for my GRE.. But I feel so tired.. I don't know if I'm being lazy or its just the fear of failure that's holding me back.. Either ways, I've got to shake it off.. I shall begin by rising early and excercising a little.. Tomorrow, because I have to and after that, because I ought to.. I want to do things, be somebody again.. Regain my confidence.. As the Arien in me reminds me, "Tomorrow is another day."

Saturday, August 15, 2009

I've been away for a long, long time.. Almost two months in fact.. I've been busy cramming for my finals and panicking.. They finally got over on the 12th and thank God for that.. I don't think I could've gone on any longer.. The schedule is so d*** stressful and exhausting.. physically and mentally, what with three consecutive days of theory exams followed by a 24 hour long practical, 4 days later and a viva the day after that.. It's a wonder any of us are still alive..
I'm not too satisfied with my performance though.. I just hope, hope, hope I can manage a first class.. Results won't be out for another 15 days and these 15 days are just a torture.. I've been having nightmares since the exams got over.. I feel like I'm walking on pins and needles.. I hope it ends well.. A first class, God please..

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Friday, June 12, 2009

I've been SUCH a lazy bum today.. I'm supposed to be studying for my finals, for heaven's sake.. Buck up Ash..

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

"Can you tell me, Dr.Know-it-all,"
Asked the ignorant Dr.Love-candidate
"Is there something like too much Love, at all?
Any signs or symptoms to it diagnosticate?"

Weary Dr.Know-it-all, sighed and said,
"Oh! Why, but yes, my dear,
To me once a visit was paid
By just such a patient, I fear.."

Though Handsome came in complaining of Pnuemonia
He looked the very part
Of a person suffering from 'Hypo-Love-emia'
So pale he looked about the heart

"Handsome," I said, all tender and sweet,
"I know just what you need..
Some Vitamin Cuddles as a treat
Then to Love Therapy, we proceed."

"Long telephone calls, Day and Night
Romantic cards and flowers to buy
Dinner at my place tonight
Don't be shy no more, be a Guy"

Handsome was, to Love all hooked
So powerful was the 'Tender Kisses' balm
The world so shiny and rosy looked
Love Therapy had worked like a charm

Until one fine morning, Handsome complained
Of Emotional Overload and Lack of Space
Though at first, ignorance I feigned
Of 'Amor-toxicosis', I knew was the case

What went so wrong? I wondered,
Did the 'Warm Hugs' have to be powdered?
But in my heart I knew what had occured
Not in the medicine, but in the dosage had I blundered

"So you see, my dear," said Dr.Know-it-all
"Too much medicine can be a poison
Love Therapy did once take a fall
Mind now! Remember this lesson."

Monday, June 8, 2009

Who can quiet the the storm of thoughts within me?
Neither man nor God can help
Stronger forts have been razed by the storm
I am but, a stalk of wheat

I guess I'm too emotional a person, even for an Arien.. But how do I decide? Who do I ask? I feel that the people around me are better at keeping their feelings in check.. But how can I know what 'storms' rage within them? Maybe they are just better at hiding them..
I truly must learn to keep my emotions at bay.. Or else its going to cost me.. And the price might just be too heavy for me to afford to pay..

Tuesday, June 2, 2009


Did I arrive to leave or am I leaving to arrive?
Is it only change that I can find in my archive?
What lies ahead remains a deep, dark secret
But with you by my side, beloved, I know I shall survive. . .

Our juniors bid farewell to us by throwing a party yesterday. It wasn't an emotional affair for me.. In fact, I'm glad to be coming to the close of this chapter in my life. The only good thing that happend to me while I was doing my M. Sc. was meeting my beloved. Excepting that, when I look back all I can see is myself just going with the flow.. Letting the current take me along.. when I could have done so much more, been someone else.. I let two years of my life slip through my fingers, without ever noticing it.. I shall never forgive myself for that..
But the advantage of being an Arien? I'm still able to say, 'Tommorow is another day'.. I have a lot planned for 'tommorow'.. I hope I shall be able to make all of it happen..

Thursday, May 14, 2009

I've crossed all hurdles but one
Sweated and strained to perform
But there's no time to have fun
'Coz this is just the calm before the storm

I had my very last sessional exam for M. Sc. today and did pretty well too.. It feels so great to have gotten rid of sessional exams forever :) But like I said, its not time to relax yet (Though my beloved and I did go out for a nice lunch and a scary (don't ask me why :)) movie after the exam). The final hangs like a naked sword over my head and I shall not be able to sleep in peace till that's over and done with..

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Time, that beautiful jewel
A drop of water
Poised at the very tip of a leaf
Holding within it frozen
A prism of memories

Time is one thing I haven't had to spare for quite some time now and most likely, will not have for the next couple of months. Since my last post, I've been busy completing my records, preparing for a seminar and a class that I was supposed to take for students of DMLT. The seminar was very well appreciated by the lecturers, my classmates and juniors alike. I was able to experience that feeling of accomplishment and satisfaction after a really long time.
But that feeling was nothing compared to what I felt when my beloved appreciated my (very limited) culinary skills :) My beloved and I spent the most glorious two days together this weekend. I wish we would never have to be apart.
Is it better to have experienced something so good, if only so fleetingly? Or is it better to not have known pleasure, so that you will not have to feel the pain?

Could I make you stay
Forever with me?
Never go beyond this day
Make it last an eternity?

Could I make that smile play
On your lips so sweetly?
And your eyes sparkle always
Just for me, Bobby?

Saturday, April 18, 2009

As the veil of Nyx falls over me,
I feel myself soar free
Grateful to that efficacious poison,
I sink into blessed oblivion


They tug at his feet and bind his arms
They lie low, plotting and planning, a whole swarm
Dragging a weary body and a mind over which he has no command,
He is grateful to finally feel closing over him, quicksand


Lost in the mountains high
I whisper to myself
This is the way to die

Lost in the desert dry
I tell myself
I shall not try

Lost on the seas high
I console myself
The end is nigh

Sunday, April 12, 2009

If only, that elusive Happiness we could capture,
A special touch, a glance, that rapture..
And then bottle it up, a spirit so fine..
Ephemeral as perfume, as heady as wine..

So that, when the light no longer shines,
That dusty little bottle will still be mine..
That dusty little bottle will still be mine..

My beloved came back today.. It felt so good to gaze at him to my fill, to be with him, to chatter to him and laugh together.. I missed you so much, my beloved.. I wrote the poem above to let you know, I wish those moments we spent together would last forever.. Wish we were not so busy, wish our 'to do list' was not so long, wish we didn't have the pressures of thinking what will happen in the not so distant future, wish the time would stand still for just you and me.. I wish..

Sunday, April 5, 2009

When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down your face
And I...

Tears stream down on your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face
And I...

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you
- Coldplay

One of my favorite songs.. I sort of wallow in my misery while it lasts, which is never too long.. But I do tend to listen to Linkin Park, Evanescence and other songs like the one above when I'm feeling low.. Wonder what it is about these songs that comforts me..

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Is killing me..
Boy, I'm gonna die..
A victim of the 'chemistry of life'..

Had my sessional exam today and after reading the lines above, do I even have to tell you that it was horrible.. The people who set the paper seemed to have vowed vengeance against us, for whatever reason.. Anyway, its over and done with now.. Though the fact that I haven't done too well is not letting me relax now..
I'm so much more distracted when I'm studying now than I ever used to be.. I have been with my beloved for over a year now and I'm still as crazy about him as I used to be.. Which is a good thing, except when it distracts me while studying.. But I can't help it.. I'm like a moth to the flame.. And the fact that he was going home today didn't help either.. I spent most of the time I was supposed to be studying in, moping and crying.. He's gonna be away for another week :( Its like God is testing my patience.. To see if this impatient Arien can wait for her love, her life.. I'll show you God.. I'll wait for him as long as it takes.. I'll have to get used to it anyway.. When the course ends, we'll have to stay apart for atleast 6 months if not longer.. All this experience will come in handy then..
Besides, both of us have to really tighten our shoelaces now.. The finals are approaching and if we wanna stay together, we need to work really, really hard.. I hope we make it..

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Oh sweet love, thou winter's blossom white..
You keep me awake through the long winter's night
You are not a flame, as much as a glow
Though Spring is now long past, you continue to grow..

Dedicated to Acidcat

As long as people are falling in love, all is right with the world.. Nothing else on Earth can give you that special glow, that feeling of warmth, the reassurance that someone here on Earth will always think about you, care for you, look out for you and miss you when you are away. And certainly only another person who is in love can truly understand what you feel. In my case, I haven't found many who did. I've had a lot of people feel jealous of me of course and if I were the sort of person who revels in that, I would be happy. But I only want people to feel happy for me and wish good things for us.
Today, I'm very happy for you, my friend. I wish joy, more love, laughter and happiness to all the people in the world who are in love.. :)

Friday, March 27, 2009

काल करे सो आज कर
आज करे सो अब
पल में परलय होवेगी
बहुरि करेगा कब

I was supposed to give a seminar on the major histocompatibilty complex today but due to n number of reasons, it has now been postponed by more than a week.. Feel so irritated to have work undone.. But hope it goes really well when I do it.. I have to start studying for the sessional exam now which is less than a week away..

Sunday, March 22, 2009

My heart has long been familiar
But my eyes do long to see
Beloved, I know you are out there
When will you come find me?

And he did come find me, my beloved, my soulmate. When we began liking each other, we had been classmates for almost a year and yet, hadn't noticed each other until then (well, it was a huge class of a 112) Strange that we began to mutually get attracted to each other at the exact same time. Fate? Destiny? Whatever it was, it was however a clear case of opposites attracting. He is the quiet, shy, gentle type whereas I am loud, bold and aggressive. But somehow we connected to each other at some levels. We think alike a lot of times and have similar opinions of people and issues. We differ when it comes to the way we execute our ideas though and if we are working together, that does tend to cause a few tiffs. But hey, wouldn't life get a little too dull without a few bumps on the way?
My beloved has been away for a few days and won't be with me on my b'day. I miss him.. disagreements and all..

Away from my beloved..
So far away is he.. I am
Like a river that sprang forth from the mountains
But got lost in the desert,
Never to join the Sea..

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Music divine,
breathing life into my soul..
soothing me,
making me whole..

I attribute being of a musical bent of mind to my parents. Both of them have pretty good voices. My dad has always had a huge collection of record plates or audio cassettes or cds (depending on the era) of music of various genres. And mom loves to belt out a song at any time of the day in her beautiful, strong voice. I believe that if she'd trained her voice she might even have been a professional.
As for me, I love music; I live music. I dance to the fast numbers, become thoughtful with the pensive ones, my heart soars with the happy songs and drops with the sad ones. But above all, music is a solace. It is like slipping on a comfy pair of shoes, like coming home. When I'm bruised, physically and mentally, music is the balm..

Monday, March 9, 2009

What I am inside, I shall never be outside;
The inside is seen by none,
the outside is seen by all.

I am proud to be an Arien and given another life, another chance, I would most definitely choose to be one again. I sincerely believe that Ariens are among the few genuinely happy-go-lucky people in the world. They are always right there, up front, on top of things, in the middle of the melee, leading the march.. They are loud, opinionated, loud, aggressive, enthusiastic, loud, big on ideas but a little short on the follow through and did i mention loud? All in all, love them or hate them, you certainly cannot ignore them, simply because they refuse to be ignored.
I owe the awareness of my Arienness to the one person I truly admire, save my mom.. And that's Linda Goodman. It is only because of her that I know who I am and why I am the way I am. I wish I knew how she gained that amazing insight into people and their characters. Long live Linda Goodman in the minds and hearts of her fans..

Saturday, March 7, 2009

When the body is too weak to care,
The spirit shall soldier on..
When the mind is too feeble to dare,
The spirit shall soldier on..
When the heart is in despair,
The spirit shall soldier on..

Being an Arien, my motto in life is, Tomorrow is another day.. Which simply means that no matter how bad the world looks today, it is sure to look better tomorrow. Don't get me wrong and believe that I look at the world with rose colored glasses.. In fact, I am the pessimist's worst nightmare but with me, the doomsday mood never lasts.. One good cry and I'll be up on my feet again.
This is the reason why, even though I had a terrible row with two of my classmates today (I apologized though.. Ariens are always the first ones to..) and even though my Sunday is going to be as bad or even worse than the last four, (four hectic weeks plus no fun Sundays are enough to drive even me over the bend) I'm still pretty ok..