Se7en - Part II
Tagged by Cat. And this will be the last tag I'll be doing.
7 things to do before I die:
1. Fall in love again. I terribly fear I won’t be able to. Leave alone falling in love, now it’s become a task for me just to like or get impressed by people.
2. Find myself. I am just so lost. I gotta take this mask off. I’m just very scared to pull it off. What if I don’t like the real me?
3. Write a bestseller. Written two books already. Though I liked them, coz through my writing I was trying to show the ‘real’ me... I was being myself, no one else liked them. I guess no one else but me really likes me.
4. Act in a movie. I have absolutely no explanation for this. It’s just a gut feeling that I will.
5. Have a daughter. If I do manage to fall in love again… Shaayari, that’s what I’m gonna call her.
6. Change one person to be like me, who in return would change one more, so on and so forth. I am the answers to your prayers. Today I stand up and tell you, I don’t have the guts to change the world and make it a better place. But one of me, with the guts and the courage, can do it. As far as me, I can just change one person at a time, and talk about changing the world. I know I won’t.
7. Wear a skirt and go to a bar. Skirts for men, the red-black-and-white checked, butt-hugging ones, are in bigtime. If you don’t see it, then trust me, it’s gonna be the next ‘in’-thing. You’re gonna see them everywhere.
2. Find myself. I am just so lost. I gotta take this mask off. I’m just very scared to pull it off. What if I don’t like the real me?
3. Write a bestseller. Written two books already. Though I liked them, coz through my writing I was trying to show the ‘real’ me... I was being myself, no one else liked them. I guess no one else but me really likes me.
4. Act in a movie. I have absolutely no explanation for this. It’s just a gut feeling that I will.
5. Have a daughter. If I do manage to fall in love again… Shaayari, that’s what I’m gonna call her.
6. Change one person to be like me, who in return would change one more, so on and so forth. I am the answers to your prayers. Today I stand up and tell you, I don’t have the guts to change the world and make it a better place. But one of me, with the guts and the courage, can do it. As far as me, I can just change one person at a time, and talk about changing the world. I know I won’t.
7. Wear a skirt and go to a bar. Skirts for men, the red-black-and-white checked, butt-hugging ones, are in bigtime. If you don’t see it, then trust me, it’s gonna be the next ‘in’-thing. You’re gonna see them everywhere.
7 things I can't do:
1. Stop drinking alcohol. I don’t know if I’m addicted to it… and to be honest I don’t even care. The truth according to me is, I don’t wanna stop drinking. If I don’t drink, what else do I do all alone?
2. Have any more sex with a ‘stranger’. Everyone has a quota for everything. I’ve exhausted my quota of fucking around with anything I saw moving. I might have even exhausted several other people’s quota, I think. Now it just seems impossible to take my clothes off in front of a woman I am not comfortable with, or in love with, or wannabe in love with. Johny won’t come up. Just won’t.
3. Talk and sing on the mike. I didn’t know I had this phobia of mikes. But I just can’t speak or sing on it. I can sing otherwise, but put a mike in front of my mouth and I’ll forget everything. I’ll start sweating and shivering. Do I wanna rectify it? Are you mad! I can’t go on rectifying everything in my life. I got better things to do… or so I’d like to believe.
4. Have sex with a man again. I think I turned to men a few years back because I was just so bored of having sex with women. And honestly, the thought of it really turned me on – being with a man. But then, the act was never as turning on as the thought. In fact, it used to turn me off. I realised it’s just the thought I like, not the act. I’m allergic to gays now. They make me wanna slap them.
5. Hangout with people without any class or looks. I just can’t. If I was Jesus, I’d hang around with all the wrong crowd, Man I’d never be bored. But you all would know by now, that I am not Jesus. So LAY OFF!
6. Compete anymore. Competition, of any kind, used to really excite me. I was an out and out competitor. A very bad loser. I would do anything to win. Anything. I would initiate competition. I don’t know, I lost that zing. It’s not there anymore. Today, if I am shooting pool, I’d play brilliantly. But when it would come to the black ball, I’d sub-consciously give the game away. As if winning has almost begun to scare me. Get my point? Losing is so much more easier.
7. Talk to Noor again. God, I wish I could. Once, just once. But I know, I won’t. Because I can’t. She was always just an illusion… an illusion no one but me would understand.
2. Have any more sex with a ‘stranger’. Everyone has a quota for everything. I’ve exhausted my quota of fucking around with anything I saw moving. I might have even exhausted several other people’s quota, I think. Now it just seems impossible to take my clothes off in front of a woman I am not comfortable with, or in love with, or wannabe in love with. Johny won’t come up. Just won’t.
3. Talk and sing on the mike. I didn’t know I had this phobia of mikes. But I just can’t speak or sing on it. I can sing otherwise, but put a mike in front of my mouth and I’ll forget everything. I’ll start sweating and shivering. Do I wanna rectify it? Are you mad! I can’t go on rectifying everything in my life. I got better things to do… or so I’d like to believe.
4. Have sex with a man again. I think I turned to men a few years back because I was just so bored of having sex with women. And honestly, the thought of it really turned me on – being with a man. But then, the act was never as turning on as the thought. In fact, it used to turn me off. I realised it’s just the thought I like, not the act. I’m allergic to gays now. They make me wanna slap them.
5. Hangout with people without any class or looks. I just can’t. If I was Jesus, I’d hang around with all the wrong crowd, Man I’d never be bored. But you all would know by now, that I am not Jesus. So LAY OFF!
6. Compete anymore. Competition, of any kind, used to really excite me. I was an out and out competitor. A very bad loser. I would do anything to win. Anything. I would initiate competition. I don’t know, I lost that zing. It’s not there anymore. Today, if I am shooting pool, I’d play brilliantly. But when it would come to the black ball, I’d sub-consciously give the game away. As if winning has almost begun to scare me. Get my point? Losing is so much more easier.
7. Talk to Noor again. God, I wish I could. Once, just once. But I know, I won’t. Because I can’t. She was always just an illusion… an illusion no one but me would understand.
7 things I always say:
1. Babe
2. …fuckin…
3. Awesome
4. Daayyum (Damn!)
5. Balls…
6. Cheers to those who wish us well, all the others can go to hell.
7. Where are we going drinking tonight?
2. …fuckin…
3. Awesome
4. Daayyum (Damn!)
5. Balls…
6. Cheers to those who wish us well, all the others can go to hell.
7. Where are we going drinking tonight?
7 books I have loved:
1. The Partner - Grisham
2. DaVinci Code - Brown
3. The Bible Jesus Read - Yancey
4. The Prophet – Khalil Gibran
5. Wuthering Heights - Bronte
6. On Writing Well - Zinsser
7. 18/6 Patel Nagar – Rohit Wadhwaney
2. DaVinci Code - Brown
3. The Bible Jesus Read - Yancey
4. The Prophet – Khalil Gibran
5. Wuthering Heights - Bronte
6. On Writing Well - Zinsser
7. 18/6 Patel Nagar – Rohit Wadhwaney
7 movies I love to watch over and over:
1. Kaante (Hindi)
2. City of Angels
3. Waisa Bhi Hota Hai (Part II) (Hindi)
4. Andaz Apna Apna (Hindi)
5. Hera Pheri (Hindi Comedy)
6. The Mexican
7. Se7en
2. City of Angels
3. Waisa Bhi Hota Hai (Part II) (Hindi)
4. Andaz Apna Apna (Hindi)
5. Hera Pheri (Hindi Comedy)
6. The Mexican
7. Se7en
7 things I get attracted to:
1. Good-looking people
2. Power
3. Uninhibition
4. Alcohol
5. Piercings
6. Courage
7. Tattooes
2. Power
3. Uninhibition
4. Alcohol
5. Piercings
6. Courage
7. Tattooes
7 people I want to tag:
Whatever…
Here's Se7en - Part I.
Salaam Aalekhum.
posted by Once the Conman at 12:18 PM
2 Comments:
Dude,
I just wanted to say that your writing is real and raw. It is a breath of fresh air in a world where many words just mimic.
So, did you really write some books? I would like to check them out.
JR Woodward
Dude why would I lie about writing books if I have. See, my first one, you can buy off the net...
Wait... I'll give you the link.
http://www.dkagencies.com/
That's the link. Go there. Type my name - Rohit Wadhwaney - on the search. You'll get my first book. I think it ships within 10-15 days, and it's about $10 including shipping charges.
The second one... well... is still unpublished... coz publishers say it isn't the time for sobby love stories...
So I blogged the entire book. I am not trying to turn it into a screenplay.
http://again-anovel.blogspot.com
happy reading.
Signed,
Rohit Wadhwaney.
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