Age 22, And I Still Play Tag

A friend of mine (Inverted Moron), "tagged" me a while ago. It's about time I took note of it and acted upon it.

Now, this is no laughing matter. Blog tagging is serious business... ;) Ok, so here goes. The rules to this game are (stolen from my tagger's blog: www.watzcooking.blogspot.com):

1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover.
2. Need to mention the sex of the target.
3. Tag 8 victims to join this game & leave a comment on their comments saying they’ve been tagged.
4. If tagged the 2nd time, there’s no need to post again.

With my teeth in nervous chatter I plunge:

Sex - Male, for sure!!! Atleast for now!!!

1. A great sense of humour - To always keep me smiling

2. Height and looks - Me being 5'6", he should be tall enough for me to wear heels and not tower over him! And he should be nice looking, not necessarily a "hunk".

3. Sensitivity - Yes yes, we women like sensitive (read NOT OVERSENSITIVE) men!!!

4. Space - So that we can both breathe

5. No double standards please!!!

6. A great cook - For those breakfasts in bed...

7. A sense of style - so that he dresses well and likes to see me do the same!!!

8. The most important and the most obvious - he should be great in bed!!! ;)

So there you go, it's out in the open. The 8 points I look for in my ideal lover. Be warned that this is not an exhaustive list. I wonder if he's out there somewhere reading this right now!!!

Poetic License

ALIVE

A smile upon my face you see
A twinkle in my eye
You wonder what the secret is
Why do I feel so alive?

It's still an uphill climb ahead
But now the atmosphere has changed
I hold my head up high again
No more am I locked in chains.

The end is not yet in sight
The anxiety is killing me
But I believe in myself
As I walk the path to victory.

My feet are firmly grounded now
The road ahead is clear
A new leaf has finally been turned
I need not shed another tear.

A smile upon my face you see
A twinkle in my eye
You wonder what the secret is
Why do I feel so alive?

Prerna Kapoor

2nd February 2006

A Month And A Half Ago

Yes, yes...I know it's late. But I'll narrate my New Year's Bash anyway. I'll keep it short though.

5 girls (including my sister and a cousin) and "Smoochie". A huge farmhouse on the Delhi-Jaipur highway. 700 people. A DJ who played decent music. Unlimited drinks. Not too much of an entry fee. And a curfew of 2 a.m. What more could we have asked for? The perfect combination for a party. Add to that the fact that the only opportunity I got to visit the loo was with 5 strangers (4 women and a guy!!!)!!! Well, in celebrating the spirit of everything "new", I had a blast!!!

I'm just glad I decided to go out that night. I haven't really been a "party person" all these years. But I think it's about time I put my dancing shoes on!!!

Coming Back To Life

So many ways to interpret this phrase. So many things it means in my life. All I can say is, I finally am coming back to life...