Ann's Abode

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• I love being with nature, whether its adventurous activities like trekking, or just looking out my window at the plants swaying in the wind, wondering about the story the 150 year old mango tree wants to say, it leaves me with a sense of peace & contentment...
  

• I write a lot, if not on a blog, then just on my cell, or a scrap of paper, especially when there are too many thoughts, i like to think of writing as my answer to Dumbledore's pensieve, a magical object into which the Hogwarts Headmaster pours his thoughts for preserving them, and i imagine also to get some headroom ;)
  

• I love food, i have often wondered how people 'eat to live'; i have a friend to whom, once when i offered ice cream, she replied, "i am not hungry", let me just say: What?!!?!!?
  

• I see people's aura, you know the electromagnetic field around a person. Due to this, some people have labeled me a Mystic & some an up & coming Witch... LOL!! Though it would be cool, i could use a slice of magic in life, but seeing auras only means you have just learnt to pay attention to what your eyes are capable of... i am not going into the details because i already have on this blog...
  

I haven't really been able to write off-late, whenever i firmly resolve to & park my ass down, i ended up finding more ways to decorate my blog.

However, something changed this morning & made me realize why i started blogging in the first place.

I had not planned to write, but now i cannot stop myself... i feel like i have something to say, an incredible urge to put it out there & maybe then, then the excitement will subside...

So here goes:

My Dad is home. Its a once-in-a-year thing & a pretty big deal!

When mummy woke me up today, she was so much cuter than she usually is & she is very cute usually... God! How i love Blinky & Popsy!!! :)


His suitcase is a place of wonders, you never know what you might find, i swam through the haze of chocolates, purses, perfumes, shoes etc for a while, got carried away & then, found myself ...


I have already started subtly maneuvering my demands, rolled them up in sugar, mixed with flattery in the right amounts... can't help it, have turned into a little girl again... Oh, i might have a treadmill soon :P



I seem to be in smiley-land, that's because i feel so good deep within, like we are all complete now, not just a directionless body without its head...





I say that not only because the dad is the senior-most one here, but because he is also the most stable + sensible + sensitive + sweetest + funniest person i know... He is the one who keeps all the psychos together & bound as one...


Without him around, in a few days, we fall back into our old patterns of not respecting each other, taking each other for granted & the regular drama of 2 vs 1.


Let me explain.
Hardly any situation is resolved amicably, there is always side-taking & among the mum, bro & me, one of us always ends up playing the villian... So, there's always a:
Mum-dsnt-get-me phase for the bro n me,
James-is-so-mean phase for the mum n me &
Anu-is-such-a-bitch phase for the bro n mum...

LOL!! Yes, we are that juvenile... We need a stable, sensitive guy watching us & nodding his head in a mildly disapproving manner that says 'Kids, when will they grow up'

















Yup, the Mum is just a kid only, with her big, innocent wide eyes & a smile that holds nothing back... (Of course, she is also Superwoman but that's another post.)



I love my awesome, kickass family!

:) :) :) :)

i just read I think, I dream, I wonder and therefore I am... and i am SHOCKED...

Being that depressed is all rite... but what i cannot stand is that i was absolutely certain that i would lose the phone i was going to buy! ! !

and guess what?

I DID... within just 4 months!
(i guess i was too ashamed of myself to blog about that)

i have moved on henceforth, but the newer, wiser me doesn't think that she'll lose this one till it completes 2 yrs in her possession...

She bought it on Dec 1 and has just completed its 2 month anniversary!

Yes, it is imperative to recognize that so as to remind the bozo in her that its just been 2 months, and she can't get careless yet, cos there's a good 1 yr and 10 months to go!!!

By the way, i loove The Apple ipad tablet.I am totally eyeing it, Can you blame me?

The plotting & planning to obtain it has officially begun...

Dark thoughts arise



In the maze of games,

Should one play along?


Whims contradict Goals


Ambition leads...

Drama misleads...

Ambition makes you who you deserve to be,

Drama makes you forget who you were...


Paradigm shifts


Live, not act

Love, don't react...

I had a real scary dream this morning, got up at 4:30 am because of it and even considered practicing accounts, just because i didn't wanna go back to sleep!!!

The Dream
After college, the train that was supposed to take me to Vashi, changed direction sometime and took me to Wadala instead... I was perplexed, shocked and confused, was just thinking about calling mom when a child with very hollow eyes, of about 12, tapped me on my arm, he had my phone and said he was calling my mom... I woke up terrified.

I was just wondering what was it that scared me so much?

I was also thinking about what my college counselor told me... She said that i hold the reins too tight around me, that i don't let myself be and asked me to 'give space to myself'. What that basically means is that i scold myself a lot more than even my mom does, so that's a lot! :P

Anyway, i realised what the dream was about and why it scared me more than it would most people...

The train to Vashi going to Wadala instead was representative of the things out of my control affecting my life (i don't like it one bit!) The child having in possession, my cellphone was terrifying because it signified that i had lost control of what should normally be within my grasp.

Now, on hindsight, why wouldn't that be terrifying to a supposed 'control freak' like me! ... And you thought this was about the kid with the hollow eyes lol! ;)

Things are not always what you see them to be, there is always the prospect of deception, you tend to see things the way you want to and the way you believe to be true but not for what it really is. . .

If you see things for what they really are, then you see every being tormented by their demons, everyone appears fallible and vulnerable...

Well, almost everyone... there are always a chosen few who seem so unperturbed by circumstances, people or even by a frothy mixture of both.

These 'always-happy' people are the ones who see things the way they want to, only the way they believe to be true. . .

Then, there are the others who actually see through deceptions and can clearly see reality, but they have seen so much of it already that it doesn't trill them anymore, they see it all but are unaffected, they are NOT happy but 'NUMB'


So how does one get to that place where one isn't deceiving the self, hasn't become numb, but is truly happy...


...



By choosing to see the beauty in the world and in all,
By admiring their beauty and blessing them so their torments go away...
By loving every soul, helping and being there for them always...


Yes, I've found the secret to lasting happiness...