My Very Own Ball Drop

It's time to thank all the people, places and times that has made this year amazing. What a way to end the year... than letting my hair down and going partying with my gals. I am the epitome of paranoia when it comes to going to clubs. I need the right people... the right setting and a perfect plan. But today I have never felt so free and senseless.. at the same time holding my ground. I am so afraid of being judged and being uptight ...that it makes me lose out on all the fun I could have had.

Today.. I have reached a new level and not just coz I danced on the table. Who knew people actually party in the empire state building. To me it's not just a tall building anymore. Quote: A rapper rapped a song for us. And this party was just the tip of the iceberg. Yes ..I am in love with New York. Any other place just wont do it. This year has really been eventful. A family vacation.. graduation.. job..my car.. I wonder ..a year is such a short time for all this to happen all at once.

How do I top this? To me the ball dropping event is over already. Isn't 2012 like the end of the world or something. I really don't care right now. I feel high ... higher than the empire state.. and this feeling is a good feeling. It's not just a new year .. it is the memories of the past and anticipation of the new things to come. A Happy New Year to you all. ooo I love my life.

Exhilarated,

Me

Near Death Experience

Yes, this was really a near death experience. Oh no ..not for me... for my baby. Scary right. Well as much as it looks totally outta control, no one got hurt. I can say that coz this happened an hour ago and I am in one piece writing this blog. So the story goes like this..

Three nicely parked cars, sitting right there newly serviced at Firestone. And suddenly people start rushing out. The black honda ran into two cars pushing it towards my bimmer. Yeah it was that close. So the person in the black honda sit's there for a minute doing nothing and people rushing towards him and he starts having a seizure. The owners of the silver civic were just getting into their car right before the car crash. Phew. We were standing on the nicer side of the glass praying that nothing happened to the person and my car. Within 3 minutes, the ambulance, police, paramedics came and gathered around. Luckily the man survived but the damage was crazy. I think firestone's insurance company probably paid for all that. But still for that second my heart was in my mouth.

Imagine my baby looking at that car coming towards it... and couldn't move. It must have felt so helpless. The policeman looks at me and says.. you are so lucky... and I said... yeah I know right! Thanks to my friend Mr.Patel for parking the car inches away. :) Though I don't stop bugging him to drive slow. I think he'll probably have an accident because of it. Ok it's a well known fact that I've been lucky in the past. I sorta have close connections with God you see. But this time it felt like more of a warning than being plain luck.

p.s. Mr.Patel if you are listening.... I said warning. :p

Unhealed Survivor

Me

Pretty Picture

Imagine this, given a board and a pencil, you were asked to draw a scenery in 3 mins. No restrictions on what to draw. What are the chances that your scenery will probably have trees, sun, birds, clouds..may be a house, a river and in case you feel rich you might go for a car. I'd say 100 percent.

Earlier, I had never stopped to wonder why all my clouds have that same bubble like shapes and my house is always drawn with a slanting roof and the trees, what can I say...they always look like they are in their best years. The picture always looks like a quiet, serene place on a bright shiny day. Especially a smiling sun with evenly streaked rays. I find it intriguing. Such is mystery of our daunting lives. Even though this dream is far away from the reality, we always paint a pretty picture. It's funny isn't it.

In reality, the clouds don't have that perfect shape... the houses are smaller and the river is miles away... the birds have probably migrated and the leaves have fallen...you can't really look in the eye of the bright and shiny sun. You wonder... so what's the big idea. My point is that we are always inclined to draw something positive. Unless we aren't really twisted, we always strive to paint a pretty picture.

Clique Artist,

Me

P.S She drew this picture... but if I'd have to draw it.. it would look just like this.