Verse 1
Balle balle kehke oh nachdi
Saying balle balle, she dances
Hai tera tapna hai tera nachna
Oh my, your rocking, your dance
Shava shava kehke oh nachdi
Saying shava shava , she dances
Hai tera tapna hai tera nachna
Oh my, your rocking, your dance


Adiyaan chak ke ni lakh nu kamaoune
Lifting her heels, she gyrates
Pairi ni pandeva paake nachke vikaoune
With skillful feet, she shows her dance
Boliyaan main paavan tera sammne ni aake
I would show my steps before you
Ek dhoomka tera ni pure club nu halaave
Your one move brings the club down


Chorus
Sohneya sajnave ek gal ni sunaa
Hey beautiful darling, listen up once more
Sathon kyun sharmaave jado saamne hovaan
Why shy away when I'm before you
Chad de tu saare gham, mehbooba meri bann
Leave all sorrows, be my lover
Saara kuch bhul ke tu saade naal nach nach le
Forget everything and dance with me
Sade saamne tu billo raniye ni nachle
Just dance in front of me, beauty queen
Mere uthe si jaan valiye ni nachle
One who intoxicates me, just dance
Ni tere pichche rurh jaaviye ni nachle
I'll roll over behind you, just dance


Verse 2
Ankhiyaan nu laoundi oh soorma
Applying eyeliner to her eyes
Hai tera turna hai tera murna
Oh my, your walk, your turning
Ankhiyaan nu laoundi oh soorma
Applying eyeliner to her eyes
Hai tera turna hai tera murna
Oh my, your walk, your turning


Lame kale vaal tere lagde kamaal ve
Long black tresses look superb
Saadi hai tu zindagi tu saadi jind jaan ve
You're my life
Shehar vich aag ni te pehn bhuchal ve
Fires and earthquakes conquer the cities
The husn hai kithe likhna ve
Where your beauty resides


Chorus
Sohneya sajnave ek gal ni sunaa
Hey beautiful darling, listen up once more
Sathon kyun sharmaave jado saamne hovaan
Why shy away when I'm before you
Chad de tu saare gham, mehbooba meri bann
Leave all sorrows, be my love
Saara kuch bhul ke tu saade naal nach nach le
Forget everything and dance with me
Sade saamne tu billo raniye ni nachle
Just dance in front of me, beauty queen
Mere uthe si jaan valiye ni nachle
One who intoxicates me, just dance
Ni tere pichche rurh jaaviye ni nachle
I'll roll over behind you, just dance

Friday
Immunology

Now I understand why Aru like bus rides with Ally.
He's one person who, despite being a totally different radio channel thinks on the same frequency as us. The fact that we are finally on the same page is a relief.

Lesson was basically a drag. Yeah, major. And I tell you, what I did today, I have never enjoyed doing it in my life. Major Sucking Up! After all, I'm the player now, innit? The ball's in my court and I have the power to steer the game.

One huge blow. Man, I can't say how much I wanted to punch that face. But now's the best part. Revenge. In small doses. I have already given my loading dose. More to come. More to enjoy.

So after much thought, I have decided some names for that soul.
1) Sala
2) Kutriya
3) Kamina
4) Haraam-khor
5) Ulu da patha
6) Gadey da baap
7) Haraami
8) Bhenchod da
9) Teri Maa ki...

My bad, it's vulgar. This is the last. I just had to do this. SO freaking FUNNY! Rhomba FUNNY!
HAHAHA

And ash, sorry babes, couldn't talk to you all day. I can't come tomorrow. Call me, pai. Yaar, bahut hi vada panga pai gaya.

1: WHAT ARE U A GANGSTER,BLOOD,OR CRIP?
Blood

2: DO U HAVE A BB GUN?
Nope

3: WHO IS YO ENEMY?
Haha...I'd shoot any random fella if I have to

4: HOW MANY MEMBERS ARE IN YO CREW?
quite a few

5: HOW MANY CREWS ARE U IN?
2

6: WOULD U RATHER FIGHT SOMEONE OR BLAST THEM WITH A GUN?
fight

7: FAVORITE COLOR RED OR BLUE?
Red

8: NAME UR BAD ASS NICK NAME?
jay

9: WHAT COLOR DO U MOSTLY WEAR ON YOUR CLOTHES?
black

The last three days have been extremely packed.

The most recent dilemma: FYP. The Gujju mentioned that its best we "chope" our members now before its too late so what I am left with is a hard decision. Not really that hard, according to others, oh well, what the hell, I'm going to go with my heart.

Honestly I have alot to say but this freaking thing is scrutinised by many random individuals and I have no bloody privacy. It's the talk of the "town" and and the butt of all jokes. Freaking complicated shit but nonetheless, interesting to mention.



I have to say this, my full and final apology to you, (just in advance).
I'm sorry, but that's it.

I may just boycott this event because it's about time I speak my mind.
Like I said, I don't care if tempers fray, I just want to go my own way.

And it would just be the perfect day.

My flu's getting worse.

And yesterday, I'd thought that the macchiato would rid my headache but it rid my sleep as well so I couldn't sleep all night and that just made my flu worse. I need to be in good health by wednesday. I hate this feeling.



Strangely, he commented. At the least expected moment. Oh well. Least of my concerns.



Today's lesson was a drag. I could have killed myself had it gone any further than 4pm.

It's been only 1 hour, but I miss them too much, especially Mom.

Conclusion: Facebook is brain-draining.

It's addictive and a total time wastage, yet I am so tempted to visit my space every now and then.

Now I can say with full confidence that I am out of my insecurity limits. The only thing that worries me now is my gpa. Funny, how that sounds coming from my mouth. But, I am shit worried to screw up everything. And I know I will screw, knowing how lazy I am getting each day. So yeah, I care about my grades like I cared last time.

Its been a year since I have been on a plane and tomorrow, I could have been on one too had I have holidays now. Oh well, there's still the next year.


"Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamarey dil mein hai, dekhna hai zor kitna baazuay qaatil mein hai"
A true Indian would know the meaning.

Friday
“Slack” and UT

I was supposed to wake up about 8.30 to study for the UT but ended up waking up an hour late. SO, I had to rush through all my studying. Reached school early but was greeted with conflicting silence. Oh well, I didn’t do anything wrong so it’s kind of upheaving to feel uninvited.
Anyways, after school, I had a hell of a time with the girls. I don’t know why Yogoh didn’t join us. We squeezed into a photo booth and took the weirdest photos possible. And I guess we were lucky enough to be attended to by a freaking “fine” malay guy.

Back home, although I shouldn’t have, I slept really late (almost 1).


Saturday
Gimme Time To Unwind

As usual, a fast revision through my notes and I was off, headed to the YSA talk at a Hotel in City Hall. Based on a very controversial topic, “Strong heads, Weak hearts”, the talk was rather grasping and heated during the Q&A session. And, I really agree to the phrase, man. Look at the generation now, it’s so sad.

In the evening it was some quality time with my crew. We were supposed to play pool but all the tables were hogged so after considering many activities like bowling and watching a movie, we resorted to our final option, shopping, I was in no mood to shop, my bad. I guess I can’t do it without them. So I just walked around, finally getting myself a pull in my back muscle.

The night was the best. After shopping, I headed to Paya Lebar to meet them and get doughnuts – I think its munchin’ doughnuts – which were tempting. While waiting for them to rent a movie, I studied for my test. Yeah, finally.

Again, I slept late.

Sunday.
X’mas Comes to Town Early!

I was fully woken up by Pooja’s message. I am such a lazy bum nowadays.
The house was to be decorated today for X’mas and I joined in the fun. After that, we headed to the airport to send Simm, Karan and my uncle and aunt off. I will miss them bad, man. They were such cuties. Aww. For dinner, we had an urge to have fish-n-chips so we headed to Fish & Co.

This day, I saved a friend. It was major drama but at least she knows the truth. And this gave the opportunity to get talking to her. Man, I missed the times we spent in the chapel, listening to the silent and staring at the ceiling.

I slept late once again, despite it being a school night. Sheesh

Monday
A Burst of Laughter

Funny how things change over a short period. I keep telling myself that I know where I stand and I know who my real friends are but I’m always intrigued by every instance I experience and rather clichéd, I am tempted to bring the topic up and go my own way. And in sarcasm, once, I want my childishness to speak for itself : “Nice knowing you. I guess this is it.” With no regrets, no hesitations, my heart will speak for itself.

In the evening, we had our arcade stint again and thank God, Yogoh was with us. A lot of bonding occurred and I mean quality bonding. It’s good nobody missed it (not actually, a few didn’t join us but we can’t really do anything about it, can we?). The six of us, including Dagu took numerous pictures for free. Yeah, God’s grace.

Again I slept late. When will I learn? O can feel myself getting tired.


Tuesday
What goes around, comes all the way back around…

I still remember the time when we used to deride the special group of manjens in our class and for the sake of humour, we would, countlessly, make fun at them. They were different, not in terms of race alone (and I’m not racist) but the fact that they always set the “G-unit” groupie aside. Maybe, out of pride, we took this opportunity to be the stronger party.

And now, karma’s weighing down on us. And the weirdest thing is, I can’t top laughing at all this. Such childishness! Pshh… Yeah, let’s be the outcaste. I may be snobbish to say this, but this is me, and I have got to say, “HAH!” My bad on this, but I’m loving all of it. It’s challenging (as if) but it says a lot about mentality. Dude, stop making me tickle! Either of the girls would agree with me on this. This is the joke of the century, man!

I am not going to make any judgments but if being intimidated is a reason, I guess I can just wish good luck to be in the working world, ‘cause that’s where real intimidation starts. This is nothing. Not even intentional. That’s why it’s a joke.

Thursday.
MCB
The lesson, truthfully, was easy. All I had to do was talk my way through and ask geniune queations.
The UT, not bad. Okay, not difficult, just manageable.

Diwali visiting is still going on full blast. Today, I had Chachaji over at my place, yeah, right after school. So, no time to study. I am just going to skip tomorrow's lesson to study for Immunology.

Tomorrow, I would be going over to my other Chachaji's home. My days are packed like crazy.

Since I wouldn't be attending school tommorrow, and I had no mood to prepare for the test, I had a sudden inspiration to start writing lyrics again after a 2.5 month hiatus. Okay, may be not so sudden. I had alot of things that I needed to say without actually saying it upfront (I think confrontations are stupid when they are done with impulse). I have discussed it but I have been told to leave the topic alone so I needed a way to express my feelings. So, got back to my forte. I shouldn't be doing this at a time when I should be revising, but I seriously can't help it.


JRQ Productions presents

My Own Way

Verse 1:
Every passing day, with the same thing happening
I wonder why the hell I even bother to hold on.
They say I shouldn’t give a damn about anything
After all, without this shit, life goes on.

Does it matter, if I make the effort to tear it apart
Does it matter, if I act as if I own a stone heart
Does it matter, if I wish to let myself astray
Will it matter, if I ever let go to have my own way

Chorus:
I’m gonna do this ‘cause this is what I want
It may seem to end, but, frankly, it had just begun
I’m sorry to say but I’ve really had enough.
I just want my own way.
MY OWN WAY!

I want to turn my life around with the end of this day
I’ma cut loose, I don’t care if tempers fray
And I’m the type who really means what I say
I just want my own way.
MY OWN WAY!

Verse 2:
What’d you think; this is some game you’re playing?
Flicking each pawn out as you get bored stiff.
You’ve had your way, through junk and faking
Never giving what you expected me to give.

Does it matter, if you have no meaning left for me
Does it matter, if I chose to end the lie we live in
Does it matter, if I don’t want to hear your say
Will it matter, if I ever let go to have my own way

(Chorus)



Yeah. I'm back to my emotion-filled lyrics. Lol

If only I could really go my own way.

Just before I state anything else, let me save you the trouble of cursing me.
Yes, I have been the laziest bum I can ever be. I refused to update my blog last week basically because, I have a tad too much to say.

Diwali was great. The previous post says quite a lot.

Lessons have been okay. Been getting bouts of diarrhoea.


Throughout the last few days, so much happened. Things that should not have happened but were inevitable and things that should have just happened and be gotten over with.


And in conclusion to all these, I have three hypotheses that have been proven time and again:

1) Sometimes the perfect soulmate is never perfect in the most important calibre that determines the path to spiritual living. And one who is perfect in that calibre, is never a perfect soulmate.

2)Times when we yearn, we are left dwelling in hope, sadly. Other times, it has to give me a "heart racing major".

3) The truth does hurt and lies do kill. But since I am not the one who allows it to befall upon me, I am not affected at all. Not to be a bitch, I have to say, it's sad how insecurities change a person. Sheesh!


On a lighter note, to all those who celebrated the festive season with my family and filled the house with non-stop laughter and screams of "Pay!" and "Eh, cheat!", thanks for making it so eventful.

And to all those who had some weird reason to boycott my diwali invitation:
If I had been damn bastard, I would have minded it and I would, as well, boycott any of your future invitations. If I had been damn bastard.
** JOKE**
(eh, don't come crying to me that I am being so mean. IT'S A JOKE)

No worries, I may not be of a mature age as of yet, but I do know it's stupid to do so. :)

Anyway, you guys are too precious to be a bastard to. Haha.

There's this email being sent around about babies of the month. I don't how accurate they're, but I am captivated by mine. It's so so true.

DECEMBER BABY

Most good-looking person possible... better than all of these othermonths!
Loyal and generous.
Patriotic.
Competitive in everything.
Active in games and interactions.
Impatient and hasty.
Ambitious.
Influential in organizations.
Fun to be with.
Easy to talk to, though hard to understand.
Thinks far with vision,yet complicated to know.
Easily influenced by kindness.
Polite and soft-spoken.
Having lots of ideas.
Sensitive.
Active mind.
Hesitating, tends to delay.
Choosy and always wants the best.
Temperamental.
Funny and humorous.
Loves to joke.
Good debating skills.
Has that someone always on her mind.
Talkative.
Daydreamer.
Friendly .
Knows how to make friends.
Abiding.
Able to show character.
One guy/girl kind of person.
Loveable.
Easily hurt.
Prone to getting colds.
Loves music

Friday.
Just one.

Lesson was okay. The slanged bastard was an utter irritant.
I was so tempted to mock his slang but I was warned that he'd downgrade me.
Pshh.
My afternoon was a major disappointment.
For one moment, I felt lost and defeated.
And freaking agitated too.

Here's the thing.
I'm like horribly tired and in desperate need of sleep.
I've got no choice but to pretend to listen to the poser-faci.
My migraine's working up and giving me a hell of a headache.
And then I'm slapped on the face with a rejection (for which I slogged about 12 hours).

That's not all.
The UT was a sucker. Questions that barely made sense.
What a waste of my studying.

Hell, nevermind.
It's over.

Anyways, during class, we were watching some Indonesian scary movie.
And, honestly, though the ghouls and spirits shown were real, I have to say, they were more disgusting and ugly to look at than scary. Trust me, I was disgusted, not scared.
That yucky rotten face. Eee!
(Nothing personal though).

During lunch, Ash and I were discussing the event today.
And she said that "the whole of Singapore" was invited by Kawal.
Honestly, I didn't know who Kawal was until she told me he is the birthday boy.
And I couldn't help laughing to myself that I am crashing someone's party of whom I have barely seen or heard.
Good thing is, the crew's gonna be there.

Thursday.
Coming blue.

Today's lesson.
Super shag. Big time killer.
Morning started off fine. The group's cool. Nice people.
Erhan asked alot of questions and I tried to put in as many insights as I could.
And I just checked my daily grade. I got the usual for Genetics.
What does the woman want from me? Now what? More confidence. *Rolls eyes*
Next time, she's gonna say, more participation, more this, more that.

During lunch, the crew headed to our commonplace hangout.
Yeah, CWP. Maybe for old time's sake.
Facebook was brought up. Nas asked Yogoh whether she had Facebook.
Her reply was pretty funny. She said "I don't have facebook. But I have face"
So typical of Yogoh. Cute.

Walking towards CWP, Sammy screamed when Nas pinched her and he shouted orange.
Just then, I realised there was this pai passing by us - quite a distance away - and that paki heard us.
He stared and stared.
For a moment, I thought he was staring at me.
Since he looked bloody familiar, I tried to hide behind Sammy.

*Yeah, Nas, I am scared. I was scared.
After all, he was one of them who would do less talking and more action.

And I turned back just in time to see him show that finger and walk away.
And honestly, I was shaken for the moment.

Headed to BK to have the French Chicken meal.
After lunch, I headed back to class to present what I had initially memorised.

*And Aru, I will always love it to rub it in your face :P.



I've yet to have my closure.
And you'd think I remember you 'cause I miss you.
Let's just say, in a nicer manner, that we're sour that you played us out.
Everytime, I'm with my crew, no one remembers you.
In fact, I am just wondering, what I'm going to say to you, bitch, if I ever see you in my town.

Truth be told, you are that part of my history that can't be erased no matter how much I try to.
That's 'cause, you didn't give me any closure, bitch..
And why I am deriding you in my space. 'Cause you deserved to be.
But thanks to you, I am what I am.
And I appreciate my friends.
I am contented with what I have.
I don't go for popularity. Just appreciation.
And I just want to RUB it in you FACE.

I may sound sour now. But that's the truth.
Some things just can't seem cut loose from you.

On a happier note,
Just a day and a half from that night with my baby. LOL.