Thursday, January 24, 2008

I don't want to be adored for what I merely represent to I don't want to be your motherI didn't carry you in my womb for nine months....
Just like when we're born we have a genetic coding
that unfolds throughout the lifespan
our interactions with our family form our social blue print
the building blocks on which our "self", is structured
whatever interactions we have with our primary love objects therefore
lay the style or pattern of interaction we try and fit future love objects into...
So how do we dot his and how does it endanger us?
Well...We cannot actually go around asking others
to fit into or conform to our internal family drama.
Instead, we learn to manipulate and distort others
so they appear to conform to the blueprint we have
for establishing and maintaining relationships we learned
as children in our families.
Now please note that the other person whom we are distorting
is also manipulating and distorting us
to conform to his/her internal( family based) template.
No better example of this process and when we "fall in love."
Falling in love is the distortion of the other
to conform to your internal image of an ideal mate.
This ideal mate is based on your deepest relational needs,
which in turn are based on your internalized family drama.
At any given point there are three states of affect
directed towards the love object:
Attachment, Frustration & Rejection
The tricky bit is all these three are interdependent
so if you have one state you have all three
Hence any object we've identified with
will produce all three states of affect within us.
So you're attached to him, but he will frustrate you at times
and you will reject or feel rejected by him (or her)
Friends who point out the less attractive qualities of your boyfriend/husband
(of which you are in denial), (sometimes they highlight good qualities)
often surface your distortion process.
Perhaps they're seeing what you refuse to see...
However, mostly love prevails and you end up in a marriage
(of course that's why love is called blind)
or other form of committed relationship with a person you've distorted.
Keep in mind, the other person has engaged
in a similar process of distorting you
to conform to his/her internalized ideal mate.
Then, perhaps three years later,
you wake up one morning and realize
that you have no idea who the person lying next to you really is.
This is a critical point in the relationship.
You and your partner now have to decide
whether to invest the time and energy
into breaking through the distortions
and truly discovering the other
or to go your separate unhappy

Most of this is outside conscious awareness,
which makes it all the more powerful and difficult to resolve.
This constant distorting of the other
leads to relationships that are inherently problematic
in that we really do not understand the other
and we are unable to express our true psychological needs
since exposing those needs and vulnerabilities
would erode the manipulative pattern
that we have used to establish and preserve the relationship.

Then ask your self what's important to you
not what your parents told you is important
do you require space?
is it because you need it?
or you saw your parents not give each other any?
How important is togetherness
and how do you define it?
when doing something together
came to be looked at as trespassing on "space"
I realized how the was more space than togetherness
and it frightened me
when a list of calls and texts displayed a one-sided trend
it frightened me
when other persons displayed greater concern
it frightened me
I started on the new road knowing fully well
that sentiment had been eroded and needed to be mended
It frightens me to see a staus quo reality
and I need to be convinced that things have changed
for all involved not just me

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Where I go, what I'll become or who I am or what I'll be
I'll never know....
The last couple of weeks have had such a surreal feel
If I have ever gone "with the flow"
it has got to be an accurate description of my current living
with too many coincidences, chance meetings
and happenings I can tell the universe is alive and well
but instead of stepping back in awe
and looking with wonder
I breeze by "acting as if"
(its the parallel conccept of fake it till you make it)
So I Act "as if " there is more than enough time.
I Act "as if" I'm a healthy eater and skip the butter
Act "as if " I'm free from judgment and ignore that comment
because when change happens there is now a void in place of what once was
By making this choice, I hope I will fill up the space created by releasing the old stuff.
By making this choice I hope I make change an easier process.
Whatever your heart's desire,
act "as if" you are already being, doing or having it!

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

If that's way it is
Then that's the way it is
I still feel you
and remember what could I ever run to
Just tell me it's tearing you apart
Just tell me you cannot sleep


Everyone expects a different reaction
some said thank God
some said don't stress
he said you're not distressed.
I expected you're not distressed are you (question tag)
I got you're not distressed (full stop)
He said need my help
they said call us
she said i feel like you don't need or want me there

she assured me she did indeed care
what was she upset about?
that i didn't cry?
or that hers was not the shoulder I cried on?
what was he talking about ?
my lack of visible distress or
was he making my mind up for me?

How do you talk about it?
of hope that dangled on a string
that snapped like a broken wing
that hurt like a nettle sting
the pain that only lost love brings
How do you express it?


He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.


can I just say
he was my love, my friend, my nu, my day...
and now there isn't any
so what do you do with what once was?
how do i live on
without a pause
without respite
with my normal zest
fastening the mask
what I do best
and then he says to me
you're not distressed.....
For all those wondering what th F$%^ Arjun N Samit N Me
are on about on face book
here it is


Sunday, January 13, 2008

all that shimmers in this world is sure to fade away...

So we shimmied down to shimmers
for I's birthday on saturday, graciously picked up by birthday boi
through endless in-orbit traffic
(when space travel becomes common this line will make sense)
it was an interesting evening to say the least
I was probably the oldest person there
and a little 22 yr old says, hey I think older women are so hot
instead of being flattered all I could think of was
OH MY GAWD I AM "OLDER WOMEN"
the icing on the birthday cake had to be my dearest friends
A and A (along with sidekick's B, N and H)
who decided to be my sentinels
sat outside the lounge in the restaurant area
and waited till my party ended just to escort me home...
awwwwwwww
and then we all made plans to watch minna's on camera antics
with the whole NDTV thing
plans to prepare her for barkha's grilling had gone awry on friday
so I was kinda nervous for her fingers crossed and popcorn bowl in hand
A n A and me and glenfiddich watched the show
with the boys agreeing that minna had done a good job
but mostly they said that the psychologist was hot
and now everyone wants to look up foxy tanya
which is such a stripper name....
:P
ahhhhhhhhhhhhh
ok so the instalation is by vithal kamat
I took a better look earlier tonight
and I have an opinion...
the actual art work is not bad
the base it's set on is hideous
sigh
first day of the week
I sure am excited
gonna be action packed I can smell it...

Saturday, January 12, 2008

Wake up, a-little Suzy.Wake up.Wake up, a-little Suzy.Wake up.The movie wasn't so hot.It didn't have much of a plot.We fell asleep. Our goose is cooked.Our reputation is shot.Wake up, a-little Suzy.Wake up, a-little Suzy.We gotta go होम

ok so i guess falling asleep is totally impolite
:D
btw did you check out the new art installation/ traffic island
by V. Kamat I think
entitled "child gives birth to mother"
its at the junction between Bandra and -Mahim (pronounced mayhem in my world)

quite interesting
I haven't decided how I feel about it yet...

Thursday, January 10, 2008

And then the tears came...
Like I knew they should
but of course they would eventually
and that I knew
like I knew when I read the poem below,
that I had posted it, because we had felt like a dream
so sudden, so surreal and yet not quite
for its been the stuff of dreams
the way I'd envisioned and yet incomplete
when half won't do
its time to wake up
but I clung to my sheets
and threw my comforter over my head and said
I don't wanna wake up, burried my head
stayed in bed, for three years
we're always trying to wake up out of nightmares
I was just like anyone else
trying to sleep a little longer so that I could finish this dream

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

RELATIONSHIP-ROOT CANAL
Its like my tooth ache
all Ive been doing is putting it off
taking the amoxcicillin
but it comes back...
that night was like a piece of ice lodged in my cavity
only thing left to do was a root canal
uproot and fill the void
thing about root canal's are that you can't dull the pain
since the only way to know that all is well
is to make sure you feel the pain
till there is no more pain to feel

For you....
A Dream Within A Dream

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not graspT
hem with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
Edgar Allan Poe

Sunday, January 06, 2008

pheromones... if u got them then u swirl around her. if u aint got them-then get them. n then u swirl around her. wither way u swirl around chrissann...all bow to thee... »
A friend posted a testimonial on face book
articulating what I've been trying to explain to eM
about the happenings at hard rock
and the multitude of men

Friday, January 04, 2008

अब ब्लॉगर हिन्दी में
I am soooooo excited about this feature!!
यह तो कमाल कि चीज़ है
कल रात के नोंसेंसे के बाद
I think I need a litle cheering up
तो ब्लॉगर ने सोचा क्यों न हम क्रिस को चीर-उप करें
उसे तो हम हिन्दी में पोस्ट कराएंगे

Tuesday, January 01, 2008

Early this year (he he) I have come to realise
anyone can be there with you through a crisis
the real friend is one who's with you through the unimportant days
the yawn of the daily grind
through ennui and numbness of mind
anyone can show up when you're in trouble save the day be the hero
the true hero is one who senses you don't need a rescuer then
just a travelling companion....a friend
i better hush up
before my spin on things ends up being the millstone around the neck of this post