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I hate what you do to me
I hate it when you make me smile
I hate it even more when you make me cry
I hate you coz of what I feel for you
I hate you coz I cant stop loving you
I hate you coz I yearn for
Your touch,
Your breath,
Your word,
I hate you coz you make me a gone case
I hate you coz you are making me insane
I hate you coz I cant bear you hurting me
I hate you when I see you with another girl
I hate you coz someone has replaced me
I hate you simply coz I love you so much
It is too much to bear


ZANYCHILD
Driving people insane as always

4 years before:
She stood with a hand on the desk towering over him who was sitting as casually as he could in the bench. She was burning with rage “what’s you botheration?” she exploded. “No concern of mine” he replied. “You are a chauvinistic creature who doesn’t want me to win you in this competition, you couldn’t stand losing to a woman” she shot back. He said “I did not do anything wrong. All I said was your model building if constructed cannot have a sound foundation due to the structure designed. It is well allowed in the competition to criticize your opponents work” and gave her a triumphant smile. She hated him, completely hated him. This was not the first time, he was doing this. All through her 4 years of college, he found ways to make her lose her cool. He loved irritating her. He had a strong dislike for her. They both could not stand each other.

That was how karthik and vaishnavi spent their college days, always at each others throat. The professors’ always had a tough time finding who excelled whom.


Today:
Karthik worked with a leading architect firm in California. It has been 4 years since he came to the U S of the A. he was moving up the ladder of being a great architect. His dreams were getting realized one by one. He was the best in his job. Now, at the airport waiting for the new employee due to join them from India, he counted the minutes being wasted by waiting for some first time Indian to the US and that too with a bouquet of flowers. He cursed himself for agreeing to pick up the person and here he was waiting for almost 20 minutes and there was no one Indian in sight!

Vaishnavi was in the airport terminal, thinking who it was who had come to pick her up. She was a bit dazzled about the new environment. They said someone would pick her up in the airport and take her straight to the apartment provided for her. And it had been a good half an hour and here she was standing stranded in a new country.
He saw the lady standing in the waiting area. She looked as if she was waiting for someone. He wondered whether this new employee was one of the female species. He wished it would be. He approached her.

She heard footsteps behind her and turned around and froze.

He froze.

He coughed “ugh…have you come to join ‘dreams Construction Company’”
“Yes” she said almost in a whisper.
He gave her the bouquet awkwardly and it was accepted awkwardly and said “welcome well I have come to escort you to your apartment.”
“I must have thought of you” she replied.
“Excuse me”
“I just thought who else will make me wait for almost an hour in this unknown country”
“Err. You are mistaken. I have been searching for you for the past 20 minutes, and if that female brain of yours can’t look around and will only stare in the front, it isn’t my fault”
“You haven’t changed a bit have you?”
“Well... There was no need to change”

It was the company meeting to discuss the new project. Everybody was asked to submit their plans. The best one would be selected. He entered the meeting room seeing her running towards the meeting room door. Their plans were shown, and he noticed that her plan was a better improvisation of the plan that she submitted in that competition 4 yrs. back. He noticed that she had accepted his advice, and made the structure strong. He chuckled to himself.

It was lunch. He confronted her and asked her “So you did pay heed to my suggestions”.
“Suggestions?” she blinked at him.
“Your plan, wasn’t it the improvisation of the one submitted 4 years back”
“Hah…that one, well don’t you put up your collar and go around saying I agreed with you. Even before your suggestion, the professor asked me to redesign it at that time itself. But it was too late; the entry had already been submitted. I hoped no one would notice. But you; always waiting for an opportunity to pick on me. And now look at what you said. I heeded your suggestions. Duh! Never!”
“Hey it was just a harmless suggestion…”
But she did not let him finish.
“I know you and you male ego karthik; you need not prove it again” and she stormed from there

He closed his mouth just in time, he was about to ask her for coffee; he stood looking at her disappearing back. He had not felt so happy in all these 4 years. She was here. She was back to biting his neck, and now he admitted how much he missed all those arguments and those sharp remarks about his chauvinist attitude and bigger than world male ego.

She was surprised to see the ‘sorry note’ in her desk. It was signed karthik. She looked around to see where he was. He was nowhere in sight. She felt a sense of satisfaction, a sense of happiness. She was bound with joy. A familiar face in an alien country, even if that familiar face hated her, she was happy.

“Congratulations” Brad her office cabin mate shouted at her as she reached office. “For what?” she inquired him
“Your plan has been approved for construction, the chief wants you to meet him immediately in his office” he said

As she entered the chief’s office, she saw Karthik sitting inside. The chief asked her to sit and said Karthik was just going to make some minor changes in her plan and they were going to work on this project together. She was taken aback, but saw the smile on karthik’s face. Was he mocking her, she wondered.

They worked days and nights, fought through the afternoons, had impossible arguments. Tried to compromise for the company, and they were finally done with the project. But instead of being relieved by the end of the project and the prospect of not working together again, they both felt disappointment that it all got over so soon.

“Shall we…” both of them said at the same time.
“Go ahead karthik”
“No, ladies first!” he said and smiled at her.
“Surprising… shall we celebrate the close of this project?”
“Bingo” he laughed at her. She blinked.
“I was about to say the same thing” he equipped in.

At the restaurant, after dinner he told her he would be working on a new project, due to which he would be going to Chicago for a few days. He saw disappointment cloud in her face. She recovered quickly and did not see his amused glance.

He dropped her in her apartment, when she was about to get down he laughed. She gave him an inquiring look. “I was just thinking of the achievement we have made”
“Oh the project…of course it was a grand success!” she remarked
“Nay, not the project. We both had not bit both our necks for the past 6 hours!” and chuckled

She murmured a yes smiling and bade him goodbye. She was about to go when he called her again.
She gave him another inquiring look. He put out his hand and asked “friends?” she laughed at it and shook his hand back “ok…friends”

When she turned to leave he coughed again getting her attention.
She turned again “Now what karthik?”
“Did I ever tell you I love you?”

She froze in her place.

He continued “I would not have told you. Because all we did was argue. I have been in love with you from the first time you stood against me. I loved the way you stood stubborn on your point. I have been nurturing my feelings for the past 8 years. I thought you will laugh at me. You always saw me as the male chauvinistic pig with a big male ego. I tried to change what you thought of me. Now I have a tinge of hope that I succeeded. I am not a person who waits till the other person also falls in love with me. When I am clear and confident about my feelings, I thought this was the best time to tell it. So here I have done my job. It is up to you to decide where we go from here”

She stood speechless. She was completely flabbergasted!


Zanychild
Driving people insane as always

-dedicated exclusively to my sweet heart ‘Roger’!!

Oh my! I am falling in love, all over again. But still he is my ‘first love’. I drive him crazy. He makes me drive him crazy! He has been my constant companion in the past year. A year has flown. It is totally unbelievable. I saw him the first time when I was in my 11th std. Sleek, shiny, handsome and striking with his silver streaks he was. I wasn’t all over him at the first sight. He understood this, so he went to befriend my brother first. And I starter seeing a bit more of him when he accompanied me and my brother to the theatres, malls, to my grandma’s place, and very rarely to my college. He must have had a delight when he visited my college, it being a complete girl’s college.

Three years flew. Nothing great happened. Then my brother had to go abroad. So my brother acquainted me and him a bit more. We both started going out at times with my brother tailing behind us to see if everything is alright! Once my brother went abroad, it was celebration time for him. He has become mine. No more of my brother intruding us! He now accompanied me where ever I went. He used to wait patiently for me with love and concern in the rain and sun.

When I come out, he used to flicker at me with joy. At times he was angry with me; he wouldn’t come out with me. I would have to kick him hard and start him out of his lazy slumber to come out with me. Still I am grateful to him, that because of me he had to meet with an accident with another big macho man. But still he doesn’t grumble at me when he wears that scar that accident rewarded him. He wears that big white scar with pride and almost gleams at me!

There have been days, when he has been filthy and uncouth. There have been days he will have this rugged, unkempt look. There have been days when he looks like he has come straight out of the mud and dust. There have been days when he could not run properly, that he gallops like a horse as he is getting older. But always he will have that striking appearance, that makes him stand apart however filthy and dirty he is, and how much ever he gallops like a horse*. (*courtesy: my gang of friends)

Whatever happens, He is mine and will be mine forever. Yes. This entire blog is dedicated exclusively to my ‘Roger’. My sleek, shine, handsome, AY 8291 Scooty pep, black. He will be there with me and stand with me wherever I go. We have an amazing relationship. At times he may grumble to come out with me, but in the end he will definitely give in to my tantrums and start to accompany me wherever I go. Wherever I go he follows me. As long as he gets enough Air, petrol and oil to help him survive. He will be there for me.

Love you loads Roger

Zanychild
Driving people insane as always.

...the place is filled with red heart shaped balloons, king size candy bars the shape of hearts.....big cuddly teddy bears (eww...I hate them).....gifts waiting to be packed in jarring red wrappers and the ever old chocolate boxes.....
I wonder what has gotten into the mind of the city I live in. It was sensible yesterday. What happened all of a sudden? I look around and ask my friend this question. She looks at me as if I were from an alien land. I glare at her and ask ‘what?’ she asks where I have been without noticing these things. I am even more confused. Then she says ‘don’t you know, this is February the season of love!!’ I say, ‘duh, so what’. She rolls her eyes at me and walks off.

Well yeah people, what is the big deal. Why are we celebrating a valentines day? I personally think, it is celebrated to remind people ‘love is not lost between people in this mechanical world’. That’s how it should be celebrated. Not like out of the blue. Everything turns red. And you find couples; couples and more couples everywhere you go huddled together! People may argue it is to express love, but why do we need one specific day to express our love, we have 365 days in a year for that. We do not need to single out a specific day for this purpose. Love is supposed to be eternal, not temporary on this single day.

When you say to your beloved, that you love her more than anything, and you were waiting for Valentines Day to tell her that. Doesn’t it sound dumb? Why do you have to wait to do anything special for her/him? Love shouldn’t wait. It knows no day or time. If on only this day, you tell her you love her, does it mean that you do not love her on other days?

Why do you need a single valentine day, when you have all the days in the year with you is my question? Why do you people suddenly act so dumb, funny, and emotional suddenly on this day? Where was this side of yours all this time? You might go and tell her/him that the gift you brought in the shop reminded you of him/ her. Why do you need others to remind you of him/her? Doesn’t it have to come naturally? Don’t you have to be reminded of her/him every single minute in your life? Does a lifeless gift need to remind of him/her? I seriously don’t get it.

I was browsing through the net and found some love quotes, which I found really funny, they come as follows; you may curse me that I don’t understand love and what is expressed. But that’s how I see love, just as it is. Let me remind you I am not seeing this world through rose colored glasses as many of you, so you got to bear with me!!

I'd like to run away
From you,
but if you didn't come
and find me ...
I would die.
~ By Shirley Bassey ~

Then why are you running in the first place. You know you can’t live without him or her. So just accept it and move on, and don’t take such stupid drastic decisions like running away!!

I would fly you to the moon and back if you'll be . . . if you'll be my baby.
~ From a song by Savage Garden ~

I need something more practical for me to be your love!! I know as hell you cant fly me to the moon and back too.

No man is truly married
until he understands
every word his wife is NOT saying.
~ by Unknown ~

How the hell will the poor man understand what she is not saying? The women are seriously dumb to want such a thing to happen. That is how men are. Learn and live with it!!

Love: a temporary insanity, curable by marriage...
~ by Ambrose Bierce ~

Yeah then it will not be temporary but a permanent insanity!!!

I have loved to the point of madness;
That which is called madness,
That which to me,
Is the only sensible way to love.
~ By F. Sagan ~

So do you get the point, only crazy and mad people fall in love!!!...

So decide whether you are the sensible one or the crazy lunatic, and well I can’t help it, but to wish the lunatics

A happy valentine’s day!!!

It is a sensible thing to wish the lunatics!!

Zanychild
Driving people insane as always