Sunday, December 24, 2006
Christmas wishes
for everyone who reads this post,
may they find love, friends,
and peace with themselves.
May this night lead you to mornings
blessed with the warmth
of smiles and laughter
that come from sharing your life
with people you love.
Merry Christmas!
Sending everyone lotsa love,
chamki
Mumbai-Delhi-Nepal
Saturday, December 23, 2006
The song I'm listening to
You and all your tantalizing ways
You and your honey lips
You and all the sweet things that they say
You and your wild wild ways
One day you just up and walked away
You felt me hurting
But I can forgive you for that now
You taught me something
Something took me half my life to learn
When you give all yourself away
Just tell them to be careful of your heart
Be careful of my heart
Be careful of this heart of mine
Be careful of my heart
heart
It just might break and send some splitters flying
Be careful of my heart
heart
Be careful
You you you
You you you
You you you
Took my love
Thought you took it all
You you you
You you you
You you you
Took my love
And now you're gone
But I'm not breaking down
And I'm not falling apart
I just lost a little faith
When you broke my heart
Given a chance
I might try it again
But I wouldn't risk it all this time
I'd save
A little love for myself
Enough for my heart to mend
A little love for myself
One day I just might love again
One day some sweet smile might turn my heart
One day I just might give all myself away
One day
One day
One day
I wish I knew how to add this song to the blog.
I wish I knew how to make all of you hear it.
Friday, December 22, 2006
Sticky notes from my head
Having a blog makes me
comfortable with the many faces of me.
The face I like
The face I don’t
The face you know
The face you don’t.
Makes me understand that
it is ok
To share all bits of me
As I am
With the people I know
Or don’t as yet.
It breaks the protective projection
Mission agenda and lets the picture
Build bit by bit in people’s minds.
XXX
The most interesting thoughts occur to you
when you can't put them down.
While you study for your exams,
bathe, travel or sleep.
Love Sick Century
This century
of half empty hearts
half full times
and seeming happy families
tells me much less than
the past.
It is why I wish
to be born in the past.
Sometimes I think
We need a war.
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Well, i'm not man, but here's something for you, "chamki"
Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
News Update in Shinedom
Something is going to change!!!
But it will change before you can guess it.
A few moments later...
Here it is!
The winterie looking Chamko Rani blog.
Now onward you don't need to take the pain of clicking on an additional link
I make life easier
I present Chamko Rani fishing!
hee hee
The cover for my new travel journal.
The words are a song by Joni Mitchell who is also the girl in the picture.
The big yellow taxi is also a song by her.
This book is a little something I will use to immortalise the places i visit and the people I meet over the next 2 weeks.The size is bigger than what i am used to and working around it is difficult but challenges are always inviting. The big secret is that I'm going to Nepal on the 26th of this lovely month! Christmas I will celebrate in Delhi.The excitement doesn't let me live!
Things that worry me
- My Father's health
- My future plans: study, money, theatre, art, marriage, kids, study, money, theatre, art
- Love
- Increasing pollution
- What I think people think about me
- What I think about me
- My capabilities
- Dead Genius
- The inability to ignore what I see
- Dependence on people for joy
- Moods
- Loneliness
- Money
- Home, Mine and also the one I have now is not secure
- All that is , was and will be
- Separation
- Disintegrating relationships. The friends, the bright sparks fizzling out.
- Awkward silences
- Unsent letters
- My degrading health
Things I like to do at home
- Sleep
- Listen to music
- Look out of the window
- Draw things and put them up on the walls
- Decorate, according to festival or season
- Water my plants
- Cook, once in a while
- Pray
- Watch a film
- Telephone
- Call people over
- Bake
- Be
- Cut my nails
- Play video games
- Dance
- Write
- Work on the Computer
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
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Friday, December 15, 2006
Thank you angels.
There is something real big shaping up. But I don't want to tell you guys just yet. Take your time to guess. Leave them as comments. People who know don't say it!
Thursday, December 14, 2006
The pressure and the expectation of the 300th post has prevented me from writing anything for the blog these days. I thought about what is interesting enough to blog and mark as the 300th. Well… the answer I got is my life! My life, at least to me is or should be of primary concern. With great difficulty I shut out people who are not into me but occupy too much mental space and began writing this post. This post is meant to be like one of my free writing sessions for my Stream Of Consciousness book. This post is timed, I write all that I can think about in 10 minutes. I talk about what realizations I had had recently, being 20 something now.
To list them roughly
- I don’t think finding love is going to be easy. With more and more people shaking my belief in something called love I doubt sometimes (brief but significant) its existence. It is too complicated and calculated now. I don’t know how I can fall crazy in love with anyone now, knowing what happened in the past. I do fall in love with people all the time. Several at the same time even. But they…
- I don’t have any friends. A few genuine people who love me but live far away in time and space. A few who I may be separated from in the coming months. A few who I think are friends but are really not. A few whom I upgrade to being a friend too soon and get disappointed by. A few who just don’t care but hang around. Mahima, Pallavi are there I know. I hope we can keep in touch later.
- At the end of the day, I am lonely. Not one, but in a sense half. Half of me against me.
- Everyday I break and build and break again.
- I’m saturated with philosophy, Chinese food, my daily commute and being lovesick.
- I am sticky. I cling to people who don’t really like me and then force them to like me. I hate them because they don’t like me enough. I hate myself really.
- I want to spend most nights on the road, walking and singing.
- I don’t know what I plan.
- I can never plan.
- There are a few people I really love and I show them that.
- There are very few people who want to be loved.
Monday, December 11, 2006
Men, relationships and the things that never end
Me: I think combed hair and clean things mess up first.
Saturday, December 09, 2006
Monday, December 04, 2006
Last night's reading with M
These are the reasons I have been like I have been.
The cards in the top row are how I am on the outside and
how am I dealing with what I feel.
The card at the base is the subconscious reason for the state.
The reading I got said
I am making large issues small.
Avoiding them. Not facing them.
All the cards in the reading are major arcana.
This says a lot in itself.
Fingers crossed.
Chamki.