My friend sent me this and i m so bored that i actully filled it up. any of u intrstd copy paste and fill. yeh send it to me i could use some entertainment:)

Name: Shakti Birthday: 15th september

Birthplace: vile parle east (a suburb f Mumbai for those who don’t know)

Current Location: laxmi sadan, 3 and a half floors, bed in the corner!.!.!

Eye Color: brown

Hair Color: black

Height: wrong question!

Right Handed or Left Handed: left handed to slap someone, right handed to shake hands… which one do u wanna experience????

Your Heritage: the Nordics I believe, the Nordics who came and settled in goa

The Shoes You Wore Today: …………..still counting

Your Weakness: FOOOOOOD….

Your Fears: lizards(eeeew)

Your Perfect Pizza: my perfect pizza in my perfect world would be a healthy food, the more u eat the better. It will loaded with chillies and cheese

Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: apart from getting richer and thinner, I want to whack every pompous arse on earth.

Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: ehaaa

Thoughts First Waking Up: Oh shit its afternoon again!

Your Best Physical Feature: my lips... one smile from them can get me wateva i want...

Your Bedtime: is junta’s wakeup time

Your Most Missed Memory: age 8: I could see my ribs I was so thin!

Pepsi or Coke: I prefer chicko milkshake

McDonalds or Burger King: vada pav

Single or Group Dates: date aur main...hmphh...kabhi nahi!

Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: none, I prefer cold coffee

Chocolate or Vanilla: chocolat

Cappuccino or Coffee: i m starting to feel like i m on coffee with karan and the rapid fire is on!is there a coffee hamper for filling this thing???

Do you Smoke: who doesn’t? I smoke about 20 cigs a day (I meant passive smoking) hate smoking

Do you Swear: I f***ing dun believe it that you are f***ing asking me this f***ing question? F*** I’d never f***ing swear, not even if my f***ing life depended on it!

Do you Sing: do u want me to start… I am unanimously gonna be elected Indian idol 2

Do you Shower Daily: every now and then, whenever i get the time. there's no use wasting water over showeirng when the whole country's water supllies r running dry...

Have you Been in Love: yes… I think… once… but to think of now, I dun call it love!

Do you want to go to College: Hello I m dun with it? Who framed these questions?

Do you want to get Married: yeah of course, afterall happiness isn’t everything now, is it?

Do you believe in yourself: who doesn’t?

Do you get Motion Sickness: depends what motion it is... but i prefer kinetic motion (i have done my physics teacher proud!)

Do you think you are Attractive: I am working on it;-) but hell yeh I think I m the most beautiful person in the world( after my cat mulayam of course)

Are you a Health Freak: ummm… I m sorta. Everytime I am finished eating a chocolate… I FREAK!

Do you get along with your Parents: I don’t get along with my parents like a house on fire… though at times, me and mum put the house on fire;-)

Do you like Thunderstorms: they are scary but u get the nxt day off. so, yup I love em!

Do you play an Instrument: trying to play a guitar

In the past month have you Drank Alcohol: ummm... next question… who the hell framed these questions!

In the past month have you Smoked: I told u na I smoke 20 cigs daily…passively

In the past month have you been on Drugs: whoever framed these qestions was obsessed with charasi giri

In the past month have you gone on a Date: no… men in Mumbai are way tooo below my standard and the one I wanna date is busy with his wife---srk;)

In the past month have you gone to a Mall: yeah baby and bot sum hot shoes

In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreo: Once i do find a box of oreo and manage to eat it up... i will write a blog abt it!

In the past month have you eaten Sushi: i haven’t eaten sushi my whole life… the day I do I’ll write a blog abt it!

In the past month have you been on Stage: okkkay here’s a cheesy answer… life’s a stage and we blah blah blah… so I have been on stage all the time;) (told u I was the corny queen)

In the past month have you been Dumped: Mumbai men are too sad to be dumping me, but my cell phone dumped me... (read judai and u'll knw how)

In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping: yeh in my bath tub

In the past month have you Stolen Anything: a few hearts yeah… I m guilty as charged

Ever been Drunk: i am not answering that!

Ever been called a Tease: nah nah

Ever been Beaten up: yeah have bin beaten up and have beaten up a few

Ever Shoplifted: nooo

How do you want to Die: definitely don’t wanna die a virgin…

What do you want to be when you Grow Up: i want to be a kid...

What country would you most like to Visit: every country on earth! Egypt is for sure though

In a Boy/Girl… Men!

Favorite Eye Color: brown

Favorite Hair Color: black

Short or Long Hair: depends on who ur toking abt…

Height: WHO FRAMED THESE QUESTIONS!

Weight: wateva! They r getting worse

Best Clothing Style: seen swades? I loveeeee srk in tht… dusnt mean anyone wearing shirts qualifies u to be mr.right.

Number of Drugs I have taken: Ask my doc tht!

Number of CDs I own: I m too bored to count

Number of Pirecing:0

Number of Tattoos: 0

Number of things in my Past I Regret: nothing… I have made mistakes and they have made me betta… but yeh regret wasting about 1 year thinking I was in love. I could have dun so much more!

Judai!!!

We were together 5 years- 5 long years. During these years, we took care of each other; we were there for each other. We had our fights, we had our good times. Every time the relationship got to a boring point, I had him undergo a makeover. I broke up with him for a month thinking I should try to live without him(he was also high maintenance) but got back with him because I couldn’t. It was my choice to break up with him then and I knew I could reach him whenever I wanted so getting back together with him wasn’t a problem. But this time I lost him. He is gone… someone stole him from me. He belongs to someone else even though they stole him. And now every time I reach for him, I find myself regretfully thinking, he’s not mine anymore. I don’t even know where he is! Oh yes, I will get a new one, but will it be the same? Having lost him I have lost more than just him… I miss him, my cell-phone.

In the initial days, I took care of it as if my life depended on it because I knew I wouldn’t get another one if I lost it. As time passed by, I continued to care for it because I valued the things it did for me and I understood that losing the phone meant losing all my phone numbers and all. And then I lost it at the most unlikely place… a friend’s house. Life hasn’t been the same since. I haven’t lost just a cell; I have lost one of the most important things in my life. Over and above being my phone it was my clock, my organizer, my torch, it was everything! And now that it’s gone, I have no numbers, no birthdays, no appointments, no pictures… it’s horrifying. Should you be so depressed to have lost a gadget? Why does our life depend on such inanimate objects and not so much on people? Are we heading towards the nightmare that Jean Kilburn talked about- replacing human relationships with inanimate objects?

Who should be more thankful???

Malvan:

It’s been sometime since I have done nothing and not felt guilty. It all seemed worth the 12 hours travel. Just seeing the sea swish into the sand…Just to sit in the peaceful little temples…Just to show around my friends…just to feel proud as they admire your village.

It’s like coming home. It’s like coming home to my roots. It’s like coming home to my great-grandmother; it’s like coming home to my grandparent’s childhood. It’s like many things. It’s like me…

The first time I came to Malvan, I was this 11 year old talkative girl who wanted to be at the beach 24/7. When I wasn’t splashing in the water, I wanted to draw water from the wlls, even if it meant pulling up a ‘kalshi’ double my weight. Malvan… I just love the place. Every place has a story to tell… about my great-grandparents, grandparents, dad and even my uncles. Every place I go to, I wish for a time machine to see my grand father studying, to see my grandmother playing with her friends and to see my great grandmother teach her illiterate self how to read and write just to teach my grandfather to make sure he has a great future. Having heard so many stories from Manuai and Papa, I have enough anecdotes associated with every place in Malvan. Even when I take the boat to Sindhudurga, I remember how their boat toppled 13 years ago and how my grandmother saw the super clean sea floor. Every place I go to has me smiling randomly… if someone were to see me; they would surely think I am mad.

I realized that though I have no personal memories with this place, I have a legacy of memories that I get from my family. I never realized that earlier and kept wondering why I am so drawn to Malvan. But then this time I came to Malvan for the first time with my friends and not with family as usual. And while I showed them around, I realized that everything is so personal for me and every thing is so full of random memories.

These two friends of mine, Ashwini and Lathia, keep saying thank you because I got them here… but how do I say thanks to them… because they made me realize so much and see things about malvan so differently. They made this trip so different from the usual malvan trips that I have. Because of them for the first time, I was the one telling stories about malvan rather than being the one who was told stories…

Moments

These moments, they are amazing,
Why can’t they last just a bit longer?
Why can’t these birds keep singing?
Why can’t the waves splash a while more?
Why can’t I sit here on the sands of time,
Without them passing…

A moment can’t be a day long,
It’s like the flowing wind’s song,
It’s like the waves that splash, touch you,
And then are gone.

You stand there with the feeling,
The feeling of being touched by that wave,
Just then another wave splashes,
And washes away the touch of the earlier wave.

Here’s the girl of the modern day,
She dreams of paving a new pathway.

She dreams the dreams no one dares,
And she aspires to go on without getting scared.

But harsh reality is out to get her.
Truth is what she hears in a whisper.

As another girl tells this one,
Life depends on all but none.

Tears fall out of those dreaming eyes,
And yet they dream the dreams of an insomniac.