Monday, September 10, 2012

i didnt write this, but this is exactly how i'd have written it.

"Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.

She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

Buy her another cup of coffee.

Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

She has to give it a shot somehow.

Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.

If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

Or better yet, date a girl who writes."

Sunday, September 2, 2012


One of my friends posted a very simple true and heartwarming quote on facebook today. And it accelerated what I have been thinking to write about for a while. He wrote "We may not talk for months or see each others that often. But, being my friend is like having a permanent diplomatic mission with me and there is a part of me which will always be yours entirely." 

If there was an eHow on how to be friends, this would probably be in it. It’s true, when you meet someone, whether you like it or not, they take away a part of you with them. This will always be theirs no matter what. And that is the beauty of friendship. It doesn’t always ask and tell. You don’t have to be formal and worry about things.

Its funny how making a new friend is almost like dating. You want everything to go well, you want to like them and you want them to like you. You set up times to go shopping or 'hang out' or movies and see if you have the same opinion, and if not at least don’t mind not having the same opinion. Sometimes it’s crazy, because you know in the first 5 seconds that you are going to be bffs. But other times, you don’t, you try out different things and see how you like a person.

The wonderful thing about friends is how they are always there for you. You can do stupid things without the fear of being judged. You can be judged by your friends but you both know that no effs are being given. Isn’t it amazing when you have a friend you don’t speak to very often, but when you do, it’s great. You finally feel rested that you told them about everything that was going on with you. And there are others who you have to tell everything to right away. And there are still others that you have to say nothing at all and they know exactly how you feel. I feel blessed because I have all of these. The last is my favorite kind. Nothing is more beautiful than their company.

I just very recently got back in touch with a friend; I used to be friends with when I was 12. We hadn’t kept in touch after she left like we had promised. Of course some of it is to be blamed on not so advanced technology and the rest to age. But getting back in touch with her was one of the best things vie done in a while. We skyped, basically for the first time in 12 years, and I was scared it would be awkward. But I couldn’t have been more wrong. Not only did we continuously talk for 3 hours, the only reason we kept the call was because it was late in the night. 

There is a reason why friends are called the family that you get to pick. They make life’s ups and downs more enjoyable. They make breakups seem easier, and road trips memories of a lifetime, they are your true critics, because; face it, no one wants to be seen with an idiot.

stuff that always makes me happy.

Sprinklers. Cars. Shopping. Friends. New Friends. Books. Harry Potter. Photographs. Memories. Movies. Food. Lots of food. Cooking. Music. Bollywood. People with passion. Desire. Rain. Nail paint. Hula hoop. Literature. Poems. Balloons. Gifts. Gifts that are wrapped. Paintings. Cartoons. Dancing. The way the weather is right before its about to rain. The smell of the first rain. Most rain related things. Romantic comedies. Really stupid action movies. Romance. Love. Parents of friends. Karaoke. Window shopping. Writing. Reading. Talking. Good long conversations about nothing. Jumping in a rain puddle. Sprinklers. Inspirational people. Football. Arguing about everything. Traveling. The 90s. POP CORN. sleeping. chivalry.Rainbows. Cats. My grey parrot.