my wellingtons

drool.
drool.

The ugly names I’ve been called!

Jaw lean
Ju lene
Jew lean
Jaw Line
Joo lene
Jolee
Jolin
Jelen
Jolena Seriously WTF!
Julienne
Johnny?!! FFF

Here’s for all you dumbf@$#s
And bl**dy well stick to the pronunciation, or just call me JO!

How to pronounce Jolene:
Phonetic Pronunciation: joe-LEEN

And in case you are still feeling alphabetically challenged,
click here to hear the pronunciation

lets learn your A, B, Cs...

Adam
Bi***
Cat
Damn
Eew
F&%$
Gross
Hate
Ignore
Jealous
Kill
Lovesick
Moan
Nuts
Oops
Piss-off
Queer
Racist
Satan
Tragic
Undo
Vixen
Wish
Yell
Zinc

talk to me

i don’t want to do
what you ask me to do
but the problem is
i too don’t know what i want to do

if i knew
what i wanted to do
would i be here
confusing you?

maybe it’s the aliens
interfering with the network
the signals are all wrong
and we are f&%$#d!

no it’s not the aliens
it’s the voices in my head
no i guess it was you
talking, to me?

so long

It’s been so long
I forgot what you look like

It’s been so long
I forgot what I said to you

It’s been so long
I forgot how nice it feels talking to you

It’s just been so long
I promise not to ignore you any longer

I promise to come back sooner
Everyday

27 - 20

tada! That leaves you with 7 things you could get me.

So here’s what I need in order of priority.
1. A scooter.
2. Iron maiden flight 666 DVD (special edition) (I think my husband is getting me this, do check with him first)
3. Croc gumboots in pink, size 5.
4. A yellow i-pod nano skin.
5. A red i-pod nano skin. (yes you read 2 colours, not either or)
6. 2 tickets to Egypt
7. A Harley Davidson t-shirt or sticker.

Ok that’s all I can think of right now. If there are any modifications to my list I will let you know.

white / yellow

Looking back
I cannot put a finger
On one thing
That could have been different

Everything was perfect
Everything fell in place
Everything was a dream come true
And it was all because of you

All yellow
All white
More yellow
More white

With family
And friends

for the first time

it feels like i am about to get married
it feels weird
and a little scary

the memories come flooding back
the fights with my baby brother
the keep out signs on my room door
the thinking long walks to the watering hole
the evenings spent with cousins
waiting for Papa to pick me from the bus stop
the "hungry mama" as soon as i reached home

every room holds a special moment
every wall has a story to tell
i see
me
growing up
falling down
rebelling
contemplating
dreaming

something is special here
something is special about this place
this place that i call home

today

is just another ordinary day.
i glass painted.
i am happy.
i dont want to get back to work.
i dont want to get back to mumbai.

i just want to stay here.
i want to paint.
i want to fly free.

after almost 4 years...

today I will leave the hostel.

so much has happened in these 3 years 9 months.
as much as i hated the place with its weird rules, i really enjoyed my freedom here.

that day, the 31st of july 2005, i was very apprehensive. never before have i stay in a hostel. i heard weird things happen, but luckily over here nothing of that sort happened.

i was luck to have my friend Neefa, my friend from school & college as my roommate. And we literally ignored the other person. i really missed her when she left a year back. it was so boring.

laughter & tears
sadness & joy
heartbreak & love
so much so much happened

i will really miss the freedom
i will miss my room
i will miss monday dinner (chinese food, my fave)
i will miss the late nite calls
i will miss khadeeja & some of the friends i made

i am not sad. i am happy. and glad for the time i spent here. it made me the person i am.
independent, stubborn and freeeeeeee