Being loud and being a bully are my traits ever since I was born in a family full of spirited, loud-mouthed, people like me. It is second nature.
I want to say thank you and love you to the person who calls me CK and other unpostable, bloggable names
I want to hug the person who knows and loves me as 'Alacrity Jane.' You are the reason I'm Alacrity Jane. You are the first person to laugh at me the other day which made me feel good about what happened.
I want to hold and bare my soul out yet again, to my soul sister who living across seas that am bound to soon, knows more about me and is 100 times braver and practical than me any day and told 'our common love' about me :)
I want to listen to the silence of that 'our common love' who was too shocked to make any more jokes about me and just listened in silence and I raved and ranted and for once, did not tell me I was brave
I want to be there forever for my Rocks of Gibralter, err...Hyderabad :), who have stood by me, ALWAYS, for good or bad and been there through my raves, rants, glories, moments of cowardice and courage
I want to tell the person who spewed venom and gave gaali after gaali to the perpetrators, thank you and love you loads
I want to say, I wish, forever to my gang of 5 ( excluding me!) who taught me and still teach me to stick by my principles
I want to hug that special person who decided to send an email about me to the whole team/office. Never felt more better than what I felt after reading numerous emails from office colleagues thanks to you.
I want to hug forever, that special Amritsar duo and the Pink woman :) for their hurried calls, and wishes
I want to say thank you to that person who spent 2 hours with me when I was bored and gave me chocolate :)
I want to say yaaay! to the sisterhood of the shopping/cooking/err.. .everything Nagas, and well, brotherhood too ;) for keeping the fun spirit in me alive. Whatever happens, shopping and life will continue :P
I want to hold forever, and not let go that special person who came running the moment the news spread. We were best friends, and funnily, still are. We know more about each other than ourselves, even though
I want to grin and prance around with 3 people who did theatre and journalism with me and finally came back after 5 long years to talk to me
I want to thank everyone who sent SMS's/called me and cheered me through the 4 drab days in the hospital.
I want to be there forever for my parents, like this, brave, if they are proud of me this way!
In moments of trauma, in moments of weakness, I thought of each one of you and figured I needed to scream louder, kick harder, and run faster!
2 comments:
atta girl.. :) *huuuuuuuuuuug*
love you. always.
yay!!!!
Go girl!
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