Sunday, July 6, 2008

if you were a melody... I would use only the good notes.--'The Holiday'

today pretty much started from where i had left off few days ago... the 'pleasant' hammering headaches and the condition of 'LONGING for oxygen!'... all this minus the fever..yaay so there's some progress....
i turned on the TV this morning to lift up my mood after a HEATED argument which was just missing a few slaps and punches to be considered one of the worst fights i've had with a friend... but i survived... anyways with no other option but to skim through the OBNOXIOUS news channels available to catch up on current events, thinking what ever i would watch could not make me feel much worse...
BUT i was mistaken... blasting through the speakers come the voice of the news reporter talking about the recent Aarushi case... and the headlines read....
telephone tower ko saab kuch pata hai......

  1. kaun kahan jata hai???
  2. kaun kyun jata hai????
  3. kaun kab jata hai????
?!?!??!?!?!?
this was NOT my first encounter with the 'news reader' [quite a fascinating species i must say]i remember few days back i came accross a news reporter questioning people on the street...'haanji, jaise ki aap deekh sakte hai...garmi bohot badh gayi hai... aap please bateyega ki aap ko kaisa lag raha hai..' [:o PLEASE MAKE HER SHUT UP!]
or the classic...'mere pheche aap deekh sakte hai kis tarhan se bus jal rahi hai, hello sir ji, aap batana chahenge ki yahaan kya ho raha hai?'
my final thoughts are:[is it possible to hunt down these journalists and murder them without spending the rest of my life in jail???]

thankfully, my day didnt end with nightmares of Sansani anchorers yelling at me, i watched 'The Holiday' on HBO tonight... WONDERFULLLLLLL romantic comedy... i just LOVED IT... i guess romantic movies are just so picture perfect that they put a smile on your face...

"For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can also be fou
nd, even if just for the night. And then, there's another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. Its called unrequited love."--Iris, 'The Holiday'

Amanda: Sex makes everything more complicated. Even not having it, because the not having it... makes it complicated.
Graham: That's why it's better to have it... some say.

i'll end this post with a little banner i've made myself...which pretty much sums up how i feel..


xoxoxo
(¯`·._.·[Soni]._.·´¯)

1 comment:

Sahil said...

Haha, yes. I hate the newsreaders and the newschannels too ! They are so damn lame, they are just hyper creatures. They edited Dhoni's pics and made him look like some kind of cool warrior, who was out to conquer Lanka just before the IND-SL Asia Cup final. retards