Monday, January 16, 2006

Time for change...

A new colour....a new nickname...does it make me look evil??? I don't care coz that seems to be my undertone these days...all the guys in my class think twice before playing pranks on me...they know better than to underestimate me...my innocent looks are my greatest assets...along with two others...my winning smile and my expressive eyes ;)...wicked or a simple prankster... depends on your point of view...I don't care...is that the right attitude???.....I just don't care anymore

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

A different perspective

I'm obsessed with my looks. No. I'm not incredibly beautiful nor do I give Sushmita Sen a run for her money in sensuality. I'm quite average, in fact there are somedays when I think I look really ugly. I think the obsession stems from the fact that I come from a family where all women are positively beautiful, extremely poised, graceful in every move and to top it off, they have an age defying beauty...my mum and her sisters look like they could be my sisters and my sister and cousins are definitely bombshells in the making. I, on the other hand come nowhere close to them....I could easily pass off as a distant relative. I try to make up for it by dressing well, trying to look somewhere close to well kept (atleast not ugly) and never let go off an occasion to dress up... atleast I manage to have a closet full of smart clothes that'd look good on someone slightly better than me. In the end I do pass off to be having an obsessive compulsive disorder to look good. There are days when a single compliment lights up my day and there are days when I grumble at my mum for not passing down her looks genes to me. All that I've achieved from my obsession is a name for having the best stuff around and the trust of my friends to dress them up... in fact everytime I've helped someone dress they've land up getting asked out (I'm well known for that too). There are times when I give up on myself coz this is what I am and no amount of chemicals is gonna change that.
But today I came across something that really pained my heart. I thanked god for my perfectly formed features and a fully functional body. This is what made me do it. Atleast I don't look repulsive.

P.S.: Nobody could guess what I was trying to tell in my earlier post so I'm gonna give a hint, 'what comes after X's' ...keep guessing :)

Saturday, January 07, 2006

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And then she left her earthly existence...