birth control problems WTF. pls help.. (boys avoid this post >=O )

I thought I would be a hero by taking birth control. so that my period would be shorter by 4 days while my gojira was here. I went to a gynaecologist for the first time. (I told him I wanted to make my period shorter for swimming) He told me to start taking a course of 21 pills from day four of my period. I did. And it made me so damn ill. I spent the day thinking I had a stomach flu each day I took it. I was nauseous weak light headed and feelng very faint. This continued for 5 days that I took it. Mind you I’ve never ever had birth control ever. This was my first time. I was on Diane 35. Anyways to cut a long story short I spoke to my mom finally and Gojira too and they both felt I should stop if it made me so ill. Yesterday was the first day I stopped taking it. And i felt GREEEEAT the whole day. absolutely wonderful. Today felt good too. But this evening I think I started spotting I think. I don’t know if it’s spotting or my whole damn period has started all over again. I’m so stressed to think I was trying to skip a few days and here I end up adding more days. I was only on it for 6 days and I started on day 4 of my period and i usually have it for 7-8 days. can someone help me? advice. women.. please… a call for helppp. I’m stressed and sad.. Here I was trying to skip a few days of uncomfortability while he was here and I think I just made the situation worse =( I did a lit of googling and found that most likely it wouldn’t be a full blown period since you need 21 days of building up the lining to shed it.. since i already had 4 days of my period i dont think it would be much ?? ugh i hate this. i should have jsut left my cycle alone. im so stupid. ugh.. =( any advice would be appreciated and grateful. =(

I still got sand in my shoes… & I can’t shake the thought of you <3 <3

Two weeks away it feels like the whole world should’ve changed
But I’m home now
And things still look the same
I think I’ll leave it till tomorrow to unpack
Try to forget for one more night
That I’m back in my flat on the road
Where the cars never stop going through the night
To a life where I can’t watch the sunset
I don’t have time
I don’t have time

[Chorus:]
I’ve still got sand in my shoes
And I can’t shake the thought of you
I should get on, forget you but
why would I want to
I know we said goodbye
Anything else would have been confused but I wanna see you again

Tomorrow’s back to work and down to sanity
should run a bath and then clear up the mess I made before I left here
Try to remind myself that I was happy here
Before I knew that I could get on the plane and fly away
From the road where the cars never stop going through the night
To a life where I can watch the sunset
And take my time
Take all our time

I’ve still got sand in my shoes
And I can’t shake the thought of you
I should get on, forget you but
why would I want to
I know we said goodbye
Anything else would have been confused but I wanna see you again

I wanna see you again
Two weeks away, all it takes, to change and turn me around I’ve fallen
I walked away, and never said, that I wanted to see you again

I wanna see you again…
I wanna see you again… <3 <3

My heart is so full right now.. it’s singing with this song.. 4 more days till my gojira is here!!!

Currently listening to
Sand in My Shoes
By Dido

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I Love You… <3 <3

light as a feather, stiff as a board…

gosh i never felt like writing so badly.. getting out all this excitement from my system..8 more days till my gojiraaaaa RAWRRRRRR is here!! I just can’t believe it. I’m in such a good place right now. I FEEL SO LIGHT..

I just cant believe my stars and that I’m going to meet my gojira in 8 days.. Been trying to keep busy and finish all the things on my to do list while I’m waiting for the days to pass by.. Since i been so lazy bout exercising at home my niece convinced me to buy a month’s pass at the swimming pool in their society. I used to live in that society once upon a time so my scooter license is proof that I’m a resident even though im not anymore. so for Rs. 500 I took out a month’s pass and I’m loving it so far. It’s such good exercise. I love to swim. There is nothing more refreshing than jumping in that pool when Ive been torturing in the heat of the summer all day. I do a couple laps and then chatter in between with my niece and my cousin if she comes along. It’s actually nice to have human contact with someone I can be myself with and know that I can trust them because they’re family after all. SOMEONE I CAN FAFF AROUND WITH.. FAFF, FAFF FAFF. that is the new word in my dictionary. lol. My neice I otherwise don’t get to spend time with or see since she’s so busy with her golf (she plays professionally) so usually she’s always out of town on some tournament or the other. Swimming becomes a great opportunity to fill in each other on our lives.

(This is an actual picture I found on google images of the swimming pool I swim at. Though the water is not as low as it is in this picture!)

The first day I went for swimming I thought I would wear my bikini that I bought last year in march when I had visited California. I had decided I wanted a California bikini and wore that for the first time. This is my bikini. I just love the colors on it. I’m not usually a brown person but the turquoise and brown just look so awesome and of course the beaded turquoise belt looks too cute… I’m sorry I’m just going on and on I know it’s just that this is my first bikini I’ve had since 1st grade and I’m really proud of owning one again. lol.

But wearing my bikini at the swimming pool? Boy was that a big mistake. To all the bikini wearers out there. Warning: don’t wear a bikini at the swimming pool. wear it at a beach. Bikinis are not meant for swimming laps. I felt like I was going to expose every time I tried to swim freestyle. It was horrible. lol. My niece kept laughing at me because she experiences the same thing every time she swims in her bikini. So i swam breast stroke the whole time and  vowed that I would wear my one piece next time I came for swimming. lol. I found it ironic that I was stuck with swimming the “breast stroke” lol.

Saturday night my niece wants me to come over and watch a movie since my cousin and her husband will be out of the house for dinner so im gonna go spend the night there. Right now I need distractions and to do stuff because I’m so jittery an anxious and excited allllll the time. i feel lighter as the days go by and i get so happy to use my black pen and scribble off one more thing off my list of things to do.

So far,  I have finished buying the the plastic chairs (Rs.300 each not a bad deal)  which were bought yesterday and delivered today. I found a plumber who also did electric work so I got him to fix my toilet that wouldn’t stop flushing and also got him to switch the hall fan into the bedroom, and the bedroom fan into the hall. The fan that was in the bedroom made so much noise that it would keep me awake at night and right now I don’t have my mosquito net up so the fan is the only thing that will keep the mosquitos away. So it was a pick your torture scenario until I finally got it fixed. Then yesterday I was so lucky, I happened to go into this home store which is right across the street looking for a bathrobe because gojira wants one and i didnt find the bathrobe in nice colors they were all girly but this store had baking stuff which I had initially planned to go to camp for. Finding the baking stuff at this store saved me the 1+ hr trip of going and coming to the middle of the city to get this stuff. I wanted a bread pan, square brownie pan, a circle cake pan, and cookie cutters. Well I actually had not planned on the cookie cutters but thought they were so cute I picked them up even though they weren’t on the list.
the bread pan (rectangle)

brownie pan

cake pan

cookie cutters <3

It was one of those stores where they had all this cool stuff from China and Korea that you normally don’t get in India. barbecue marinade brushes, tongs, all sorts of kitchen knick knacks and gadgets. it was amazing. I have a love hate thing with stores like this because I love looking at all the stuff but then I either spend a bomb or force myself to just window shop.. which can be extremely disappointing sometimes because I want something sooo badly. lol. (I picked up barbecue tongs for gojira too… shhhhh)

I basically wanted all these baking things for my new otg (oven toaster grill). I don’t know bout you but for me buying my otg is as exciting for me as an 18 yr old with a brand new car. Ive just been wanting to bake for so long and I finally have one. I don’t think I’ve put pics of my new oven up yet. If i have i’m sorry but here are the pics of my new Morphy Richards oven.. I wanted the 22 liter but I ended up with the 18 because they dont make the 22 anymore.

I’m so glad that when I went to the home store I listened to my instinct and didn’t pick up any of the bath robes I saw at the store because later on I found out that gojira wants a black one. I think I’m going to ask my mom to get one if she comes down in December again.  I went to the gynaecologist (was on the list I just didnt put it on xanga), I got a new gas pipe fixed, I exchanged the barbecue set for the bigger one, and yeah I think that’s it. My uncle comes back tomorrow from Mumbai and I already told him I want to get 4 poles fixed to my bed. I forgot they were removable so instead of hooks in the wall Im going to get the poles made from a carpenter once he gets back. Then when I want to watch tv I can just removed the pole that blocks my view. I had not considered the pole idea up till now because I didn’t realize they were removable. My cable bill I’m paying on the 15th so there’s still time for that, lingerie shopping im going to save for next week cuz honestly its the most frivolous of the tasks to do. Im anyways planning to get all my work finished by the 15th, so I’ll have 5 days to sit around and do nothing so I guess I can do it then.. Bike servicing I’ll also do on one of the days when I’m really bored. So yeah I’m pretty much done besides a few minor tasks. I’m really proud of myself. I don’t care how stupid I sound but I am. I don’t think Ive ever worked this hard to make things so perfectly planned out for someone else.

A couple days back we were chatting and he revealed to me something he had done. i can’t say what because I don’t think he would like it if I told his secret even if this is anonymous, but all i can say was… it made me very sad. I was relieved though that he could trust me with his secret and share his grief with me. I think we moved up a level in our relationship from the talk and discussion we had and I really felt cared and loved. Everything is clicking into place.. I’m going to cross  my fingers and hope the outcome of this relationship is exactly how I want it to be..

Today I was browsing around Deviant Art and came across a piece of art that someone had done of my dear Johnny (The Depster, aka Johnny Depp =P) But I was so amazed because gojira looks so much like him in this picture.. If my gojira and Johnny were to merge into one this is what he would look like.

I kid you not theyve got like the same squinty eyes, the same smirk, the same glossy long tresses. black glasses. its fucking weird to be honest.  =| Only thing is my gojira is chocolate brown <3 lol…

I’d also like to extend an apology to all of my Xanga friends who I’ve been so horrible about commenting and doing justice to your blogs as you always do to mine. Ive been juggling all these errands and finishing up my quota of work so that I can be free as a bird that I really have had no time for xanga. I will come around soon.. even if it takes me time you know I always pay a visit =) Also for the month and a half while gojira is here I honestly dont expect to be online at all =| i know I will be cut off from xanga. But I plan to keep a lil paper diary so I can recall it all and xanga it later on.. So yes, that’s all for now… this light is turned off..

Currently listening to
Tool: Vicarious

my sister’s wedding dress…

This is the exact picture of the wedding dress my sister emailed to me to let me know this is the dress she’s going to get married in. I congratulated her and gave her my love but honestly inside I feel weird. It’s like I can understand she’s happy but I think she can find a better man to treat her right but now I can’t tell her. I’ve hinted at it so many times in the past and if this is what path she wants to take then this is her destiny and I will be there to support her decision.  I’ve met her boyfriend and I think she’s been living with him in California for about 3 years. but he’s so different. ok I’ll admit I was so happy with her ex boyfriend he was nice and sweet and I was comfortable talking to him. I feel I could level with him and he was genuinely a great guy. But things didn’t work out and they broke up. This new dude let’s call him J, she’s been with him for 3 yrs he’s a republican, he is so finicky about every god damn thing, he doesn’t talk, the only words he said to me were, “you didn’t get anything for me.” (I was visiting from India and I had bought them a beautiful sheesha which my mom freaked out about the day I was supposed to get on my flight and so I didn’t bring it. My mom ended up taking it for them when they visited this December.) But I was like wtf. when he said that to me. Also hes one of those guys who will do things only when he’s gaining something out of it. My sister wanted to take me to Las Vegas and he was supposed to do the booking and help her with the planning. He didn’t care to because he wasn’t going with any friends. he doesn’t ever want my sister to leave for a while to come visit me so she never visits. Apparently he can’t live without her. He got mad at her because she voted for Obama. He’s a republican. (He’s slowly converting her into one too.) He has problems with minorities yet my family is a minority. so go figure. He’s a racist and my sister admits it. She says she’s trying to make him see things differently… but I just don’t know. I see more of him changing her than the other way around. I’m going to be happy for her but I’m honestly not. It’s a beautiful dress though. Apparently this is the exact dress she’s going to buy for her wedding. She says she’s going to get married next summer. That too she’s given him an ultimatum. “marry me next summer or move on son.” My sister is such an independent person but he just clings on to her and makes her immobile. fucking leech. ok im sorry. im being so bad at this supportive thing. But i promise I’m being good in front of her. not even letting her see a trickle of my disapproval and I really genuinely wish them the best.. A year ago I was talking to her about weddings and I kind of made this blunder by assuming she’d want me to be her maid of honor and she could be mine as well when I get married. But she told me she wanted her best friend to be the maid of honor. the same girl that dumped me to be best friends with her. and after telling me that. she’s like you can still throw me a bachelorette party if you want to.. ugh.. sometimes sisters suck.. Im going to be happy for her… I am happy for her.. seriously.. I just have some clouds in the way is all =/ any advice out there = ( This light is turned off..

My Traumatic Women’s Clinic Ordeal…(MEN u’ll want to skip reading this..)

so this is kind of girly and embarassing so i thought i should warn any men out there who might want to avoid reading this post. its kind of awkward and uncomfortable to even type it out but still i want to share my ordeal with other women maybe it will make me feel better and it will become less traumatic when I hear what other girls have to say. So here goes…

So seeing the fact that my period lasts 7-8 days and that gojira and i want to do it like bunnies while he’s here for a month I decided to consult a gynaecologist. i had been to one when i was in college because my uncle thought i had abnormally long periods and thought i was bluffing to get out of swimming. so i was put on medication to make my menstrual cycle about 3 days. i had been putting off this visit to the gynaecologist for a while now because its scary and weird and doctors are different here. im ashamed to say that ive never gone for a check up down there up till now and will one of these days conquer that fear to make sure everything is alright with my reproductive organs. Here in India no one goes for those kind of checkups unless you are married and pregnant. Because here it is considered a faux pas to have sex before marriage so by going to the gynaecologist for other issues is like admitting you’re having sex.

But I had decided to go because 7 days is a lot of days to miss out when he’s here only for a month and a half and otherwise I go months on end without seeing my gojira. I went to a womens clinic which is reputed and where my cousin gave birth to both her children. I was told to get there early so I wouldn’t have to wait in line for too long. I got there at 930 am and i was overwhelmed by the amount of people in that tiny hospital and up so early. Well early for me at least. I have been waking up around 9:30am every morning. I’ve been working really hard at breaking my habit of staying up late and try to finish my work off early so I can go to bed but still cmon. at 9:30 this hospital was so full that it was in labor! (okay bad joke =/) It didn’t help that with so many people EVERYWHERE I get claustrophobic and I was nervous to bout this visit. There were lines to queue in and bells ringing ever so often to alert patients for different things. i had no idea what i was doing but luckily a nurse kind of figured i was lost and helped me begin the process. i started by filling out my background and family history. it honestly doesnt take me as long because under the family history section i just have to put (unknown) since i’m adopted.

once i got that filled out i was given a token which had 3 or 4 different letters and numbers. and i was supposed to wait till the token machine dinged and showed my number.

My Favorite Celebrity Couples

Yes a cheesy topic. but im fidgety and bored and procrastinating doing my work so here goes… these are my faves..

P!nk and Carey Hart. I like them because they are the typical punk rock couple. They in spite of having rough patches have made it work. For one of the MTV award ceremonies P!nk was nominated but didn’t win the award so Carey came home and made her an MTV award out of aluminium foil. I regularly follow their tweets on Twitter and they are just too cute. I hope my Gojira and I look just as hot. He has tattoos all over his arm too.. except we wouldn’t be a punk rock couple.. we would be a heavy metal couple.. me the imposter.. tsk =P

Heidi Klum and Seal. I find it ironic and beautiful how such a gorgeous model can fall in love with the way Seal looks. As humans we can be very vain. I am guilty of it myself too. I won’t deny it. Apparently he has those scars on his face from a medical condition he had when he was younger. I remember watching a Christmas Victoria’s Secret show on television and Seal had sung two songs for the show. He started with Love’s Divine and as he started singing Heidi Klum the first “angel” walked out on stage. The connection that they had in front of everyone was just so intense and pure. I think they briefly held hands as she passed or she blew him a kiss or she did something I don’t recall exactly what… but it was just so beautiful..

Bipasha and John Abraham. This is a Bollywood couple. They aren’t like the other couples in Bollywood who look for attention and regularly get put in the tabloids for raunchy gossip. I think they complete one another and look out for each other in this hard core film business. They also don’t do roles just so they can be together. They respect their profession and are very classy. Gojira is a big fan of Bipasha :O

Michelle and Barack Obama. Yes the presidential couple. They look good together. They are keen on raising their girls right, they take the time to have personal moments in spite of being the president and first lady. That’s what life is all about. It shows their genuine character and you can tell it’s not just a bunch of fake emotion. I might be biased because I’m an Obama supporter. But how can you not love this couple. Just look at them. <3

Kristin Stewart and Robert Pattinson. I can hear the groans already. Yes. Twilight. AGAIN. what to do.. I can’t let it go.. Maybe it’s my childish desire to have the Twilight saga continue through their off screen romance. But I can’t help it. They look so good together. and I like the fact that they are seeing each other in real life.

Could you ever find a cuter couple? I remember watching the Ellen show when Portia was a guest. Ellen was practically bouncing off her seat in excitement at her wifey being on her show. Its really brave of them to be an openly gay Hollywood couple. I applaud them and hope that more people will be comfortable about being themselves after seeing them.

Will Smith really knows how to treat his woman right and they are just so committed to each other and look very happy. I think its endearing how he’s so giant tall and she’s this tiny little pixie.. They’re definitely one of the sexier couples..

COUPLES I MISS…

Charlize Theron and Stuart Townsend. If you don’t recognize Stuart he was the smoldering vampire who starred in Anne Rice’s Queen of the Damned movie. I was sad to find out that they have now called it quits after so many years.

Michelle Rodriguez and Vin Diesel. Ok technically not a definite couple. apparently they dated for a short time but I would have definitely liked to see them as a couple.. Their chemistry on set was unbelievable.

I really thought they would get married to each other.. I always liked them as a couple..

Are you a fan of any of these couples? If not, who are your favorite couples? Which couples do you miss? This light is turned off..

edit: and yes this got featured on lovelyish too!!! check it out =) http://www.lovelyish.com/723238868/my-favorite-celebrity-couples-and-ones-i-miss/

Currently listening to
Best: 1991-2004
By Seal – Love’s Divine

My Things To Do List…

So my gojira is going to be here in less than 15 days and I have sooooo much to do… It’s going to be exciting checking off all the things I have to finish doing before he gets here because I know as I cross them off one by one he will be here sooner and sooner till he’s finally here!!!! I think once he comes in my door I’m going to stick to him like a leech and never stop kissing him and hugging him… human touch is so important.. Living alone with no friends and with my parents living far far away I don’t even remember the last hug I’ve received. Im going to squeeze as many hugs and kisses out of his trip visiting me as i can. <3
So here is my to do list… its kind of boring but what the hell…

-call the plumber to fix the toilet. (since last week the flush won’t stop flushing. I mean it stops but the water still keeps dripping down into the bowl so I have to shut off the water from behind after I’m done flushing.)

-exchange barbecue. I realized the barbecue I bought for gojira as a Valentine’s Day gift was seriously too tiny than we had anticipated so I’m paying 2 grand more and getting it exchanged for a bigger one since I haven’t used the barbecue yet and we plan on doing a lottt of barbecuing ( everyday while he’s here) The first pic is what I bought initially and the 2nd one is what I’m exchanging it for.

-Buy plastic chairs for the terrace. Or we won’t have anything to sit on while we barbecue.

-Get mosquito net hooks refixed. My bed used to be on the floor as a divan. After my dad visited me in Jan he decided to build me a double bed. Now the mosquito net which I hook on with strings is too low. So I need to get the hooks removed and put higher up in proportion to my bed.  To those of you who don’t know what a divan is check out the pic below.. It’s a fancy word for bed on the floor. lol.

Anyways I have new beds now.. these are the beds my dad got made for me..

In the summers I get natural air conditioning if I leave the windows wide open. I have to depend on this ventilation since I live on the 3rd floor and right above me is the terrace. Because the terrace is right above me my apartment heats up like an oven during the day.. summers are really torture but the nights are nice and cool… leaving the windows open, the only source of relief brings in a whole hoard of mosquitoes. If you don’t sleep with a net you will literally get eaten alive!

- Go lingerie shopping. : / I need to have an element of surprise the first night Gojira comes. I would normally be excited but I wanted company for this task. I wish some of my female Xangan friends lived closer =( I’m sure they would have helped me pick out something flirty and special…

-Take my bike for servicing. I have a Honda Activa. Trusty old thing has taken me all through college. I learned how to ride a scooter for the first time on it and while I got accustomed to the psychotic traffic here in India. It’s gotten pretty banged up in a lot of accidents but it still works and is pretty reliable. I need to get it serviced so its running smoothly while Gojira is here. This is what my scooter looks like.

-Pay my cable bill. I knew I was going to be mad busy these past couple of months so I don’t subscribe for my cable bill unless I know I’m going to be free enough to watch it. I haven’t had cable since Jan. Gojira and I have decided that watching tv and movies will waste a lot of time so we’re not planning on doing so except for the couple of movies we have decided on watching together (The Notebook, Exotica, Avatar, and umm that’s all I can think of right now.) Watching a movie is actually such an anti social activity if you think about it. Watching a screen for 2 hours without talking. But it’s best to get the cable paid for so that he can watch his wrestling if he ever feels like it. Or we might feel like watching something on those hot summer days when it feels like torture to move anywhere too far away from the fan..

-Get the gas pipe changed. In India most households have gas cylinder that they use to cook from. The pipe that connects from the gas cylinder to the stove is a little frayed and is worrying me so I want to get it replaced before I have any leaks.

And then of course there is the normal dusting and so forth. I have some boxes still left to unpack since I got the house painted.. I haven’t even had time to iron the curtains for the spare bedroom. Until they’re ironed I can’t put them up.. I guess I will pay my cable bill and then do the ironing so I won’t be so bored doing it. Curtains take foreeevverr.. and I have to iron the curtains for the spare bedroom AND the living room. sucks… I hope I get this all done in time without breaking my back.. sigh.. this light is turned off..

To Lil Misha: Mexican Restaurant

So Lil Misha had us put on our thinking caps to add to the following sentence with whatever we wanted:

A man and a woman in a shadowy corner of a mexican restaurant.  The woman is crying and he rests his hand on hers.

I had decided I would do this because I love exercises like these which I used to have to do for the creative writing classes I took in high school… honestly I found my experience of writing after so long to be quite a rusty one.. I’m not happy with my results… but here it is.. I guess if Lil Misha has one every week like she says I will hopefully get better with time.. this light is turned off..

“Please don’t cry my love… I hate seeing you like this.”

She looks away from him as she unsuccessfully tries to control her tears, smudging her makeup. The feathers in her hat sway from side to side as if doing a mournful dance as she trembles and sobs.

“You know I’ll be back soon,” he says to try and console her and hopes that she will understand.

“My duty comes to my country first and I have to stand up and fight… otherwise who will?”

Suddenly she looks him in the eye. As tears start falling faster down her cheeks she hysterically yells at him, “Someone else will, someone else will go. Why do YOU have to go? You don’t! You just want to die!!! Why do you want to die?!! They will kill you.” Initiating a fresh set of tears as she crosses her elbows and puts her head down on the table to cry some more.

He looks gravely at her as he realizes there is no way of making her smile. Nervously he plays with his moustache as he puts down his sombrero on the table. The owner of the bar comes over. The premature balding man with a tub belly adjusts his apron, pulls out a piece of paper and takes out the pencil from behind his ear. He looks over at the woman falling apart and then focuses on the gentleman sitting across from her. “May I take your order?” He’s lost in thought and doesn’t hear him, so he repeats himself “May I take your order?” and clears his throat.

HHHHHHhhhehhhhhehhmm… Suddenly he realizes someone else is talking to him which shakes him away from his deep clouded thoughts.. Oh sorry senor. Ci,  I would like a pint of beer please and I think the lady will have a bit of tea to calm her nerves. We will be leaving soon sorry to take up your time during such hardship.

The owner looks at the man sitting across from the lady again with unfriendly piercing eyes.. and then over at the lady. He keeps staring at the man as he says to the lady.. “If anyone is bothering you, you can tell me Ma’am I will be happy to ease you of your troubles” and then walks away.

The man blushes in anger and says to the woman, “See even he is giving me trouble. Doesn’t think a white woman is safe around a Mexican. Hmph! I would show him a thing or two if I didn’t have to go and fight this battle.”

She ceased her tears and wipes her eyes with the hanky the man gives to her. She stares at him as if looking at him for the first time. Who ever thought she would fall in love with a Mexican? The daughter of a rich cotton plantation owner from Texas born and raised in high society has fallen in love with a … Mexican. She looked at him carefully staring into her eyes as if searching for some sign of calm and sense. It was so endearing and his thin slick moustache waxed and framing his beautiful olive skin.

She smiled imagining what a fit her Daddy would throw if he knew who she had fallen head over heels for. But she had always had a mind of her own and was a wild spirit at the young age of 20. Most people mistook her for being 16 or 17 because she had such a tiny frame. I guess it was better than falling in love with a Negro. Her dad had many slaves working for him on his plantation and had always kept a watchful eye on her when she went to play in the fields on cool summer days. He had ordered his slaves not to even look at her or he would punish them with a 1000 lashes to whoever disobeyed this rule. The slaves out of fear always looked down for this reason never to be even mistakenly caught glancing at her beautiful porcelain skin, her rosy cheeks and her slim dainty figure. By the age of 19 she grew bored of her being imprisoned under her parents conservative ways and decided to run away from home. Her mother always called her a devil’s child and always complained out loud how her daughter would never grow up to be a proper lady of society.

The owner of the restaurant brought over their order and goes away. She looks over at him again. And says in the calmest tone she could conjure, “So what do we plan to do then?” He looks over to her almost affectionately as if a father were looking at his daughter.. She was so young and trying to be so brave. He was so proud to be in love with this woman. He knew she was not happy with his decision to fight the Americans in the war against Mexico but it was his duty to his country. He had not told her yet but he planned to take her Tepoztlán where his ancestral ranch home was. There she could stay safely with his grandmother and sisters till the war was over. He knew his eldest sister Maria would take her of her even if she did not like her very much or understand why he was doing this. He would be able to serve his country knowing that she was safe and far away from the havoc that was about to unfurl on the Mexican-US border.

Currently watching
Smokin’ Aces 2: Assassins’ Ball

Rang Barse Bheege Chunar Wali, Rang Barse

Holi is here once again… Gotta love the festival of colors man… wish my gojira was here to celebrate with me… if he was his face would green and his bum blue LMAO!! =P

Gojira had celebrated Holi for the first time with me a couple years ago. Holi marks the end of winter and the beginning of spring in India. It has a lot to do with Vishnu and Hindu mythology but honestly its too complex to explain unless you’re well versed with all the characters from the Mahabharata.

On this day you’re supposed to throw colors on each other dry and wet with squirt guns and water balloons and sling it on each other’s faces. Most of the guys get dirtier by including eggs and cow dung but I’ve never played that dirty nor do I intend to ever! yuck…

You can always tell who played Holi by checking out the people the next day. They usually still have purple ears and green noses for a week till the color fades. The colors get so soaked into your skin you literally have to scrub each and every inch of your skin to get the colors out. It helps if you rub your skin with baby oil or coconut oil before going to play but it still is a big chore to get it out. On top of it you get so exhausted after playing for hours that you literally have no energy or strength to clean up!

Holi is also a day to have bhang which is a traditional saffron and almond flavored milk drink with weed in it. When Gojira and I celebrated his first Holi he managed to convince the DJ at the rain dance we went to, to get us some bhang.. He couldnt get us bhang but managed to get us the weed to make bhang. This is one day in the whole year that you can consume weed in India without getting legally in trouble for it! since we didn’t have any loving nurturing mothers around to make us that yummy saffron almond sweet chilled milk to have bhang we ended up going to a corner grocery store purchasing some Amul Kool flavored milk to have it that way…

what a bunch of hillbillies we were =D Fun times man…

But if you care to try the traditional bhang recipe here you go…

2 cups water
1 ounce marijuana (fresh leaves and flowers of a female plant preferred)
4 cups warm milk
2 tablespoons blanched and chopped almonds
1/8 teaspoon garam masala (a mixture of cloves, cinnamon, and cardamon)
1/4 teaspoon powdered ginger
1/2 to 1 teaspoon rosewater
1 cup sugar

Method
Bring the water to a rapid boil and pour into a clean teapot. Remove any seeds or twigs from the marijuana, add it to the teapot and cover. Let this brew for about 7 minutes.
Now strain the water and marijuana through a piece of muslin cloth, collect the water and save.

Take the leaves and flowers and squeeze between your hands to extract any liquid that remains. Add this to the water.
Place the leaves and flowers in a mortar and add 2 teaspoons warm milk. Slowly but firmly grind the milk and leaves together. Gather up the marijuana and squeeze out as much milk as you can. Repeat this process until you have used about 1/2 cup of milk (about 4 to 5 times). Collect all the milk that has been extracted and place in a bowl. By this time the marijuana will have turned into a pulpy mass.

Add the chopped almonds and some more warm milk. Grind this in the mortar until a fine paste is formed. Squeeze this paste and collect the extract as before. Repeat a few more times until all that is left are some fibers and nut meal. Discard the residue.

Combine all the liquids that have been collected, including the water the marijuana was brewed in. Add to this the garam masala, dried ginger and rosewater. Add the sugar and remaining milk.

Chill, serve, and enjoy.

This is a picture of us on that day.. Gojira’s not in the picture cuz he took it and I’m not disclosing which one I am… its kind of obvious actually.. haha oh well its blurry enough to still make me kind of anonymous :P I’m the one suppppper stoned. haha…

I was hoping Holi this year would fall during his trip to India but its exactly 19 days too early =(  Happy Holi everybodyyyy

And here is my respect to the “Holi” man himself… get it? Holi.. haha… he aint holy but he’s the only godfather of Bollywood and Holi is just not complete without listening to his hit song Rangggggg Barrrrrrseeeeeeeee…. here’s a clip for all you Bachchan fans… I’d watch more Hindi movies if they preserved their old school class. For all those people who have never heard of the holiday Holi watch this so you can see what happens on this day all over India… sooo much funnn!!!!!!

http://www.youtube.com/v/rm17BPGvZSc&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f

Y’all celebrate safe and play nice now ;) Do you or did you ever celebrate Holi? Do you have a favorite Holi memory? Are you celebrating this year?? This light is turned off..

Edit: Even Google decided to celebrate with us… Check out the Google India Home page!! =)

Currently listening to
Holi Aayi Ude Re Gulal
By Bhushan Dua