prologue

Name: Sajeetha
life is for living, need i say more?

*loves:
the family, him, them; my friends
anything arty farty, the literary arts, theatre
dolphins
travelling, always unfolding something new
dining in places with ambience to kill for (it's a hobby.hah)
r etail therapy
all things indian
enlightening conversations
candles
angels, fairie,pixies, gnomes, smurfs(br>

*loathes:
the one who stabs u in ur back
death of dear ones
all that flies or has wings
the complications of all types of relationships
not knowing
those who try so hard to be me

red/purple crumpler bag
new urban male jersey
new birks
that oh-so-gorgeous watch from esprit
that beautiful converse bag
a white i-pod nano
that new dgital camera which screams buy-me!
the bikini from billabong
a new pair of funky spectacles
truckloads of best-selling novels
a whole new art materials collection
a new wallet that fits the enormous card collection of mine

nady,the sweetie pie
vicky, the blur sotong
charlotte,the doctor in the making
sivanes, the smart-ass cuzzin
LV, the gorgeous pearly
sarah, the clubbing chica
sujatha, the indian actress look alike
nadia ameera, the lost pri sch mate who was found
lynette, the sports fanatic
hemma, the evil twin
vanessa, popular for all the wrong reasons

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The need to blog these days have certainly decreased. It's not as if my life's a bed of roses that I've got nothing to vent on.. just tt life's been very cruel to me in ways more than one, so much so I feel immobolized. Drained and am refraining from thinking.. untill a recent conversation.

What turned out to be a casual hi conversation with a female friend of mine turned into one which made me think deep and hard abt lies, cheating, betrayal and how much of strength one wld have to run away from these, despite the very harsh consequences of doing so.

My friend left her husband. She left him because she THINKS he's cheating on her. Note the word "THINKS". She's not even 100% sure yet she acted based on pure instincts. She chose to follow her heart. She left her luxurious marriage life, back to her hellhole, starting from scratch, all alone. Just by herself. What would I have done if I had been in her shoes?

What would I do if I suddenly discovered some baseness in my husband - lies, cowardice, infidelty and I could no longer live with him? Everything would crumble. I would have to start from over; from nothing. And what if I had irrefutable proof that my husband were a bastard (pardon the language), wld I have the stomach to continue to live with him? No, certainly not. Luxury goods wld have no meaning. I'd have to find a hole to take refuge. Without love, it's better to abandon kingdom and castle for the simple life of the poor. History is filled with such stories but these are legends. People today are too pragmatic; we calculate and weigh love according to life's circumstances.

If you were in my friend's shoes; what would you have done? What wld have been your choice? Wld u have stayed for the fear of suffering and being the talk of the society or would you have left, putting your dignity way above everything else?

You tell me.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005
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