Usha tagged me on this - it needs a lot of thought and I'm definitely not a thinker. I am not a very personal blogger in the sense that I talk very little about my current life, my family, my feelings and my profession .I would never rant when I have a spat with AG because that's between him and me and like rational adults ( dont grin, jewel) we sort out our differences . But yes , had blogging been around when I was younger perhaps I would have ranted and broken less china and alarm clocks . Looking at me ,you would never know what I was feeling
Yes I do talk about my childhood but that's because its a part of me which I truly miss because my parents who were in it, are no more and when I talk about it , I feel that they are around, in some way .
I am:absolutely naive about people
I think: I should pump up my self esteem. I have an absolutely rocbottom Firo B score every time I take the test
I know: that I should not be flippant when people around me are dead serious but what can I do ?:P
I want: people to remember me with love when I am dead
I have: a very loving family
I wish: all children could be happy and carefree .
I hate: liars
I miss: my long,luxuriant,black and beautiful hair .
I fear: old age
I feel: too much . I wish I could be somewhat of a blockhead at times.
I hear: the television all the time and I don't like it
I smell: the nape of Tani's neck - it still has the baby smell and wispy curls that I love nuzzling. I also smell old books at the second hand bookshops in Gol Park and in the office library
I crave: death by chocolate , moist , dense ,dark chocolate cake with crumbs that melt in your mouth ,soft light chocolate souffles
I search: for names of people when I meet them after a long time because I forget them easily
I wonder: if there is life after death- f there is , dear God, make me the Vodafone pug in my next life
I regret: my profession. I wish I was in publishing or academics
I love: drinking tea with AG on Sunday mornings at the Makaibari van in the Lakes
I ache: when I see little old ladies begging because they remind me of my Thakuma ( grandmother)
I care: about not upsetting people
I am not: very good with numbers
I believe: that there is an innate goodness in every person
I dance: when I'm tiddly or when Lalit commands all of us to dance at HR meets ,then I dance with Suresh
I sing: when my favourite Rabindrasangeet is playing
I cry : when I'm upset and want my mother. This happens mostly when I'm sick .
I don’t always : try hard enough
I fight : for petty things
I write: down the tasks I have to complete so that I don't forget.
I win: the card games on my Nokia
I lose: graciously
I never: interfere with other people's lives
I always: try to be good.
I confuse: faces and names.
I listen: to my children. Its always a command performance from me.
I can usually be found: on the net at around 9 pm
I am scared: of losing my eyesight and not be able to read and write.
I need: to be loved
I am happy about: life in general .
I would like to tag Onedia , A Muser, Mystic Margarita ,Opaline and Hillgrandmom .Also Anamika ( don't kill me sweetie, I know you love tags ).