Tomato, Tomaato

does it really matter?

Gandhi-giri

Published by ms.parker on Friday, October 23, 2009


Anyone can become angry, but to be angry with the right person,
to the right degree at the right time with the right purpose and in the right way. That, is not possible.


Apparently, the average person spends 30 years of his life being angry. Think about it, its true. Every time you're pissed at someone, you're wasting away your time and energy when you could, instead, make good use of it. Laugh, smile, feel good and be happy.

I had a major fight with my mum yesterday. I know, what's new right, we're always arguing. But yesterday was something else.Mum hates technology and everything to do with it. I was discussing project and she started complaining about cellphones. I was typing out my assignment when she started lecturing me about spending too much time over the computer. I had too much on my head going on and I actually snapped at her and told her to go away =/ she got mad, and you can guess the rest.

After a while, lying on my bed with my blanket over my face, sulking over the whole thing, I wondered. I wondered how it'd be like, if I hadn't got angry at that point. It wouldn't have come to this. I would've saved us both the torture, the drama. What if I had just smiled at her, and told her that I'll try talking a lil less on the phone, and spend a lil less time over the computer. It would've been much easier, and I wouldn't have had to be that way to mum. Mums, afterall, aren't mums if they dont bicker =P But no, being the lousy sourpuss that I am, I had to snap back.

I am usually a very peaceful person. No kidding, ask anyone. That does NOT mean I don't get angry. It simply means that I don't let my anger boil up and result in chaos. Except when I lose it, like yesterday. And I hate myself for that.

Think. Think about all the times you were mad about silly, trivial things. When you fought with your friend coz they talked behind your back, or with your boyfriend coz he won't give you time. With your mom coz of her constant bickering or with your dad coz he won't get you a new cellphone.
I believe, everything has a reason. And it probably wasn't even worth getting pissed at. How many times have you got angry and later realized it was completely pointless? We are almost, always wrong in judging people. Like the quote said, we can never be rightfully angry with the right person to the right extent in the right way. There is ALWAYS a solution. Trust me.
And even if its not justified, why not think of it from a different perspective?

Like, I think everybody has a bit of good and bad in them. Nobody is perfect, unless ofcourse, you're superman.

Imagine. Imagine rewinding your life and replacing every pissed off moment with a laugh. Sounds like a pretty wonderful life to me. No frowns, just smiles. No bitching, no talking back, no ego. No terrorists, no blasts, no innocent lives lost. No war and no violence. A small, happy, innocent world. Do I sound like Gandhi?

So anyway, all you lovely people, just only, give it a try. Smile when somebody is annoying the hell out of you, and make peace, not war. Love more and hate less, as DeeDee would put it. Here's all my lou, to all you sweethearts.

'Anger makes you smaller, while forgiveness forces you to grow beyond what you were'. -Cherie Scott

It's your call. :-)

Nothing has changed

Published by ms.parker on Thursday, October 15, 2009


So you ask, 'what's new?'
Nothing has changed, ever since you left.

Are you happy to hear that?

Nothing has changed, alas
to this day,
I am in your hands.

Dear Diary,

Published by ms.parker on Tuesday, October 13, 2009


It's been so long without you. So long, and I still haven't got used to not seeing your bright smile every morning. The smile that would paint me a pretty rainbow and chase away the clouds in my pretty sky. Your hoarse laugh that would force a giggle out of me inspite of myself. The face that made my day.


It seems like only yesterday when you were here, your arms wrapped securely, almost protectively, as if to shield me from as much as a ray of sunlight that would bother me. With you, sweetheart, I felt warm and peaceful, blissful and content. The cradle of your steady arms was my home.


How can you, my love, blame me for being so oblivious to the wordly chatter? to everything around me.. the sun appearing and vanishing at the horizon, the stars that have witnessed my solitary, liquid-eyed nights, and butterflies that promise to convey my message to you. 
You cant. Because all I ever see is your face and all i can ever pick up is your voice and yours only. 


I am not demented,honey. Can i help it if my lucidity is confined to anything that's only even remotely related to you? 


Goes without saying, that i'll be waiting for you, for ever. Waiting for you to begin to realize that these are not mere words but my heart wrapped up in vows that you seem to have chosen to bury down. I hold my hand against my heart and promise you that there will be no other. You are the love of my existence.



I will wait for you, darling. Till I fade away into the mist. Until all that remains of me are ashes. But my soul, will never cease to stop loving you. 


No, I am not unhappy. I can feel the warmth of my tears around my cheeks, but my eyes, they're silly. Don't they know anything at all?

Published by ms.parker on Wednesday, October 07, 2009


my post was going to be about my birthday but right now i cant be bothered. I want to stay locked up in my room lying on my bed with my comforter pulled up over my face. I want to close my eyes and go into hibernation for a good 100 years. I dont want anything to do with anyone at the moment. I'm exhausted with everyone. I'm tired of myself.

Hide me.