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11:11 Dilemma Prevails!

A few days ago I was incessantly ranting about 11:11, what it is, whether to believe in it or not and so on. But now I have many other reasons to worry. A while ago, only 11:11 bothered me with its repeated appearing but now there are a whole set of numbers bothering me.

 

As a matter of fact I still don’t know if I should believe in the 11:11 thing or not, for nothing predominant has happened so far, or should I say nothing predominant in a good way has happened so far, but now I have another question. What do these numbers mean? So, if 11:11 means something then do 10:28 mean anything? Or 00:00 hold any significance in the numerology department? Wait there are more numbers haunting me- 08:08, 09:05, 10:28, 12:25, 13:13, 15:18, 17:18, 18:18, 19:19, 20:28, 21:28, 22:22, 23:28.

 

Now, don’t ask me how do I remember these weird series. I just do because they have literally started haunting me. Every time I pick up my phone one or the other above mentioned numbers are staring right at me. I know its paranoia now, a random obsession over numbers. But four set of numbers are disturbingly haunting. Not, that I so far have reasons to believe that something good is going to happen, but now I really need to take charge of something worse happening. For, when it comes to ill omens I think I should start believing in them.  Good signs don’t work on me, I juts have that luck, but omens do!

 

So right, what the hell is wrong with 11:11, 00:00, 19:19, and 18:18!!

 

I am pretty sure that I have a disturbingly accurate schedule that makes me look at my phone at the precise time every day, or that I just happen to check for time at such timings that I stumble upon these numbers. But anyways, just had to get it out! See you at 11:11

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Toodles….

More on 11:11 dilemma here: 11:11

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Delusional Happiness.

A car accident-

A bump on the head, inside,

“Thankfully, she is all right” The doctor sighed,

But from inside the room she cried_

Crying and cursing her fate,

The only time she sheds tears when she lost some weight.

Book Nerds Will Relate #3

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Of course, I am not insane, right!! How can I be any kind of addict except a book addict 😉

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I promise, just one more 😀

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Men at some time are masters of their fates. The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves!

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Well, truly so!

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True! True! True….

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I chose to remain mum 😉

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I sure do! (Sigh)

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Hahaha, this is absolutely me and I am still not satisfied 😀

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Honest to God, I need this kind of support!!!

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And may be, coffee?

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Probably the only reason, why I don’t do good in relationships 😀

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Seriously, clear your mind people!!!

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Haha, this is true too!

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Totally true! Period..

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Well, this is true too.

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Hope you had a good laugh, if not, well I am sorry! It’s books we are talking about, so it is important to me and me alone.

Books are and will be a big part of my life.

They have been with me when no one else was.

They have been through me, and been through a lot with me.

When nothing works, a book, empty or otherwise, always comes to my rescue.

So here’s to all the readers and writers, who have a very intelligent and safe addiction of fantasy, having an escape form reality!

Hope you had a fun time with my book shenanigans.

Have a great day!

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Some more nerdy stuff here: Book Nerds Will relate! and Book Nerds Will Relate #2

 

 

Pros & Cons

I have a very bad habit of making lists. Want to buy a few things? There is a shopping list ready. Want to ask me a few names to start reading books? I have a very wonderful set of to read list. Every night I also prepare a to-do list for the next day! It seems fine so far, doesn’t it?

 

It gets worse, but only when I start making pros and cons list for every single thing. It is even okay so far, I guess. Rather it gets worse, extremely worse when I start making a pros and cons list even when things relating to people. I know, this sounds very, very wrong, but sometimes I really don’t know how to decide, how to judge a person and then I end up doing exactly this.

 

Very recently, clearing all my unwanted things from my shelves, (only to make more place for the new books) I found an old notebook wherein I discovered yet another discarded pros and cons list, embarrassingly, made for a person. It was almost a year back, but despite my guilt of making this in regard of a person, I am only happy that I did it. What I am not happy about is the fact that this was the first time that I was guilty about making a list for a person and I did not go with the instincts based on the list. Had I followed my usual method of balancing the pros and cons, I would have made the right decision. But I didn’t. I made a blunder. I learnt. I moved on. And yet I felt guilt then. I think I had no reason to feel that guilt, and yet I still do! I mean it’s a person I am talking about, how can I judge a person based on a few advantages and disadvantages? But again, it’s always helped me when confused, and the one time I go wilt my damned guilt, I lose the game. I act foolish.

 

Don’t know exactly what’s right from wrong, but I think the lists work well with me, only this one single time it failed me, or rather I failed it.

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Sorry, I just had to blur it, it was too personal, and yet I wanted to show how very stupid I can be, taking pens and papers and actually jotting points down as if I was studying something very seriously!! 😉

 

Go on, judge me, I am pretty sure you have already made a pros and cons list on me 😀

Lost Opportunities!

What do you do when an opportunity knocks at your door, a good opportunity that you were not seeking, that you were not waiting for, and which came out of the blue? A normal human like you would open the door in a flick and grab that opportunity to may be never let it go, right? But the ever questioning woman that I am, the ever reasonable and rationale seeking person that I am, always, always does otherwise. I, for that matter, when an opportunity knocks, do not grab hold of it. What I do is, I open the door, pick it up, trying to make myself feel that I might just keep it this time, but instead set it aside and leave the room, the house, and run  away, as far away as I can.

It is not that I don’t ever want that chance; I am a human after all. But every single time, reasons and other plights and scrapes take hold over that door and shut its bolts.

Well, I am not complaining, I cannot. It was my decision, and I am in all means responsible for it. Neither do I regret it, nor this time, nor have I ever. Every single time I bid adieu to something which I couldn’t get hold of, I have never regretted it. Sometimes it might have made me nostalgic, a bit sentimental may be, but as time elapses I get over it.

But what keeps me going is the road beyond that door, with no limits, the free air, the cool breeze, and those tiny little droplets of hope.

The process isn’t easy though.  Sometimes is crucial and sometimes it’s a cakewalk, well it depends every time.

But every single time, I wonder what if this was my last opportunity? What if that door never opens again? What if nothing else comes up? What if I have exhausted all my opportunities? What if no other window opens up?

But then again, that is a chance I am willing to take, for the same sake of reasons and plights which I leave them.

They say, an opportunity lost is an opportunity gained, at least the optimists do. (Unlike the pessimists whose exhortation would be “An opportunity lost is lost forever) May be I gain another opportunity every single time, and may be some of these days; I am going to have to remind myself that their stock is being heaped down soon.

I could simply say, at this point, I can relate to Kazuo Ishiguro when he said, “There was another life that I might have had, but I am having this one.”

PS: Do you guys go through any of this? Do you regret your decisions? What do you think, is every opportunity lost, lost forever? Or do you think everything happens for a reason, and are a hopeless disciple of destiny?