Soul searching.

I've seen you laugh. I've seen you cry. I've seen you in pain, i've seen you through pleasure. I've seen you fully clothed, seen you stripped down to your skin. I've seen you angry, i've seen you keep your calm. I've seen you abundantly happy, and infinitely sad.

What i never saw, was that you never thought of us being together in the future.

Sneezing once is unlucky. What about sneezing 30 times?

That's what happened to me this morning. I sneezed and sneezed and sneezed one after the other till my nose fell off and i had to stick it back on with Feviqwik. Now it rests precariously on the cartilege, while i try and ward off any more sneezes coming my way.

My throat hurts too, because i'm such a loud sneezer. It's gone all sore and itchy, and i have to make weird noises to ensure the base of my tongue scratches against the walls of my throat to give it some respite.

My tummy's acting weird and in the middle of nothing decides to torture me with sporadic and completely unnecessary cramps. And it's grown so much in size that every time i see myself in the mirror, i'm afraid a baby's going to pop right out from under. It's not a nice feeling, i'm telling you.

Lament is my new favourite word. I'm reading Tales of Troy and Greece by Andrew Lang, and the word appears and reappears, so i'm completely taken by it.

That's all.

Thirteen books recommended for everyone.

1. Lemony Snicket's a Series of Unfortunate Events, Book the First - The Bad Beginning
2. Lemony Snicket's a Series of Unfortunate Events, Book the Second - The Wide Window
3. Lemony Snicket's a Series of Unfortunate Events, Book the Third - The Reptile Room
4. Lemony Snicket's a Series of Unfortunate Events, Book the Fourth - The Miserable Mill
5. Lemony Snicket's a Series of Unfortunate Events, Book the Fifth - The Austere Academy
6. Lemony Snicket's a Series of Unfortunate Events, Book the Sixth - The Ersatz Elevator(Something i discovered about characters in this book - Esme Squalor, who later turns out to be Count Olaf's girlfriend, is a reference to J.D Salinger's short story 'For Esme with Love and Squalor'; her husband Jerome Squalor's name is, by my deduction, a reference to the O Henry Award-winning writer Gordon Lish's short story 'For Jerome with Love and Kisses' - a parody on Salinger's short story. And yeah, the two characters are quite the opposite in Snicket's book. He's got plenty more fascinating snippets like these hidden in the rest of the series too.)
7. Lemony Snicket's a Series of Unfortunate Events, Book the Seventh - The Vile Village
8. Lemony Snicket's a Series of Unfortunate Events, Book the Eighth - The Hostile Hospital
9. Lemony Snicket's a Series of Unfortunate Events, Book the Ninth- The Carnivorous Carnival
10. Lemony Snicket's a Series of Unfortunate Events, Book the Tenth - The Slippery Slope
11. Lemony Snicket's a Series of Unfortunate Events, Book the Eleventh - The Grim Grotto
12. Lemony Snicket's a Series of Unfortunate Events, Book the Twelfth- The Penultimate Peril
13. Lemony Snicket's a Series of Unfortunate Events, Book the Thirteenth - The End

Somebody just walked over my grave...

... and I can do nothing but shiver.

Yesterday, i ate no food and almost all my words.

I chewed my left pinkie right down to the stub last night. It was the DLF IPL Finals between the Rajasthan Royals and Chennai Super Kings that made me. What a match! This one was as nail-biting to the last ball as the semi-finals were completely lukewarm efforts from the two competing teams of the finalists. Although, if you had to ask me, the Rajasthan Royals match with Mumbai Indians was more a BP-shooter than this one.

Ravi Shastri was a drag on the stage prior to the awards ceremony, asking some very silly questions and insisting on answers to them when it was pretty evident that some of the players didn't understand what he was asking ("So, that was some script you wrote out there"; "Nai, main yeh pooch raha tha ki aapne kaafi achchi script likhi field mein" and nonsense). Not to forget the whole thing about Ntini "adding colour to the game". Oh boy, what a goofer that one. Bet we'll be reading the papers pretty soon about Ravi Shastri being sued for racist remarks.

Although i was rooting for the Royals, i preferred to side with the Super kings post the award ceremony. Dhoni was so dignified about it, but what really did it for me was that bit about "we lost as a team today, and that's what i'm happy about". Completely contrary vibes to what i sort of felt from the Royals - they seemed to be so individual-focussed: example, Sohail Tanvir himself saying that he had played very well throughout the match, and that 50% of the effort of winning came from Shane Warne and his captaincy. Come on, you're a team, why would you put yourself before it? Which is why i really liked Dhoni and his team's attitude. Somehow they seemed less money-grubbing and more i-play-for-the-love-of-the-game than the Royals at the award ceremony.

So as we finish the first of DLF IPL season, the next year's T20 is on my mind already and i can't wait for it to happen. It's made me think of cricket like i never did before. And that brings me to the next thing on my mind: Dear god, you really should stop making me eat my own words. I mean, i know i hated cricket and all that but my hatred was doing nobody any harm that you had to take it upon yourself and make me like it so much! I hope you'll only restrict this exercise to the T20 matches!