Monday, 26 February 2007


Being broad-minded does not only require an individual to have a rational and liberal outlook. It is also important for such an individual to be intellectually tolerant enough to respect a view different than hers/his.

Those wrinkly old things...

If a child is to keep alive his inborn sense of wonder, he needs the companionship of at least one adult who can share it, rediscovering with him the joy, excitement and mystery of the world we live in.

- Rachel Carson

Grandparents! What an absolute joy they are (well, mostly, if you are lucky). Sadly, until recently I had never experienced the pleasure of having a grandparent at home. I never saw my paternal grandfather, his wife passed away when I was three and my maternal grandma left us when I was six.

Ever since an accident in 2005, my grandfather has started living with us. Initially I didn't know how to talk with him (he kept forgetting my name thanks to his years and the heavy medicines), or what to say. After all it is sort of weird when someone whom you see only half-a-dozen times in a year moves in. I was busy juggling college, work, projects and assignments and he slept all day. Conversation was at its bare minimum. Gradually we got more conversant and he grew from strength to strength, we all participated in making him independent again. As independent as his condition allowed him to be.

Soon I started discovering what had been missing in our tiny nuclear family of three. In most oldies one can see almost a childlike mien, a naive adamant soul wrapped in his/ her own time, refusing to bother with the world of today. My grandpa has a lot of stories to narrate and we make each other laugh mutually. He bluffs a lot too, about his travels and the people he met and how such and such film star or famous personality was his neighbour/ acquaintance. With him around I truly feel like an innocent child with not a care in the world. I have not only re-lived some of the moments of my own childhood, but also those of my mother.

If not a sibling, a grandparent in the family is a must-have! Hehehe. How I love those hugs, the hearty laugh and that signature toothless smile :D

PS: My sindhi has improved considerably.

Wednesday, 21 February 2007

First Floor !!! (try not to read this post)

I climbed the first floor today :D
And again my eyes have welled up...

When I met with an accident last year, life became unpredictably horrible in a flash. The shock, trauma, pain and hazy yet clear recollections of the incident haunted me day and night. The pain didn't let me sleep for weeks and the depression gave me not a moment of peace. Lame thoughts like having been cursed and wished ill for plagued my mind constantly. The truth is that crap happens, even to the best of souls and there's no controling accidents. the best possible approach is to learn a few lessons from them, value life, be grateful for what you have and come to terms with the altered reality.

People said that one day, maybe after half a year or so the memories will fade away and I wil hardly remember anything about the accident. They were wrong. I still remember it and somehow it still manages to mortify me. The sudden appearance of the car, the dark mirrors against the backdrop of the white facade of the car, the fatal brush, the inevitable fall, the vain attempt to grab on to something. It's all clear in my mind. 

I don't know how long I lay there, if I was conscious or not, I remember waking up (or getting up some time after the fall) making an attempt to find my bag to get home, being unable to get up and finally setting sight on my foot and feeling the searing pain for the first time. The grotesque deformed foot smeared with blood and bruises. The loudest I have ever shrieked. The mob, the police men, the frantic phone calls, seeing the stars lying down on the stretcher as I was being taken to the hospital, and wondering what is to become of me while battling visions of being handicapped for life and being thankful it's not happening to priya, aarti or neha as they have no one in the city they live in. 

This is the first and probably the last time I am writing about the accident. There's still a lot unsaid, unspoken and unwritten. But it's all there.

Tuesday, 20 February 2007

Of Solitude and geting RICH...

I spent a good 2 n a half hours today all by myself, all alone in what may probably be my office for the months to come. This has not happened in the past 6 months. Solitude is many a splendoured thing. Had my 1st brush with the corporate world today. I am not sure if I want to plunge or wait for better (more interesting) things. All I know is that I am getting too used to the comforts of home and that is not a good thing. I need to wean myself from comfort and protection.

The workplace seemed nice and comfortably accesible for me. The desks even had foot-rests. (Btw, I stepped on cow dung while entering the building, dont know if thats a good omen or not. Lol. I had no idea I had stepped on it and so it was funny as I sat on the third floor and wondered why the reception stinks despite being pretty swanky.)

Getting RICH

The material comforts we own are not a reflection of who we are. They are reflections of how much we need in order to satiate our sorry selves. Men and women have their own pet indulgences and in today's world of agressive & powerfully driven marketing and celebrity craze, a lot of us find ourselves clamouring for the latest gadgets and accesories (thank the good lord I have no fascination for real jewellery)

We need to realise that people who spend money like water can probably afford it. Being materialistic and craving comforts is not a bad thing in itself, however we need to put a lid on it when it threatens our financial well-being and prospects. We should only buy things if we have the means to. It is also important to asess need as opposed to want. Sure everybody deserves a feel-good buy every now n then but bending backwards to get it is just asking for disaster. 

My customised guide to getting rich/ saving more (this applies largely to me only)

  1. I do not immediately need a laptop unless I move out of the city, which is not goin to happen. The lappie can wait for five years and loads of savings.
  2. I-pods are just way way way out into the future and only to be purchased if I travel too much. Instead I ought to place emphasis on a new cellphone (coz the old one is dying) with a camera, video recorder, radio and mp3 player. Sure this sounds like an indulgence but considering I have no camera, digicam or stereo, it's a steal.
  3. Never go shopping when depressed or hungry. Hehehe.
  4. Instead of spending on things, spend on experiences, they last longer. Designer dress vs trip to Maldives or Goa! Designer/ high end branded cosmetics vs coffee n movie with friends!
  5. Never get a credit card. That's just an invitation to debt!
  6. Always think "Do I really need this stuff?" or if it is a feel good buy "It is fabulous but can I really afford it?"
  7. Try to stay away from high end branded stuff. Embrace sales and do not collect junk.
  8. The final mantra is to stop defining ourselves by what we own or what we do. There is life beyond one's profession/job and one's assets. We always delay happiness by teling ourselves constantly that I wil be happy when I get such n such pay package, I will be happy when I am able to buy such n such thing. Happiness and contentment are here and now.

First I was dying to finish school and start college.
And then I was dying to finish college and start working.
And then I was dying to marry and have children.
And then I was dying for my kids to grow up.
And then I was dying to retire.
And now I am dying, and suddenly I realise
I forgot to live . . . "

P.S: The great thing abt moving outside is that you get to see some eye candy. Lol. I saw 3-4 decent guys today and thats all the details am wiling to divulge here   :P

Saturday, 17 February 2007


They don't write qawwalis like that anymore. This one is from Mughal-e-Azam. Wah wah!

Teri mehifl mein kismat aazma kar hum bhi dekhenge,
Ghadi bhar ko tere nazdik aakar hum bhi dekhenge     

Teri mehifl mein kismat azma kar hum bhi dekhenge,
Tera kadmo pe sar apna jhuka kar hum bhi dekhenge

Baharein aaj paigam-e-mohbbat leke aayi hai,
Badi muddat mein ummeedon ki kaliyan muskarayi hain
Gham-e-dil se zara daman bachakar hum bhi dekhenge

Agar dil gham se khaali ho to jeene ka mazaa kya hai,
Na ho khoon-e-jigar to ashq peene ka mazaa kya hai
Mohbbat mein zara aansoo beha kar hum bhi dekhenge
Teri mehfil mein……

Mohabbat karne walon ka itna hi afsana ,
Tadpna chupke chupke, aah bharna, ghutke mar jaana
Kisi din ye tamasha muskara ke hum bhi dekhenge
Teri mehfil mein……

Mohabbat humne mana zindagi barbad karti hai,
Ye kya kam hai ke mar jaane pe duniya yaad karti hai
Kisi ke ishq mein duniya lutakar hum bhi dekhenge

Tera kadmo pe sar apna jhuka kar hum bhi dekhenge
Ghadi bhar ko tere nazdik aakar hum bhi dekhenge
Teri mehifl mein kismat aazma kar hum bhi dekhenge....

Friday, 16 February 2007

The most beautiful picture


Click on the picture to be transported to a bigger size!

Thursday, 15 February 2007

Of bed-rest and killing time!

Having spent the past 6 months in relative worklessness, bed-rest, insanity and immobility, I think I am now qualified to give tips on killing time while recovering from an injury or disease which not only takes eons to shoo away, but also renders one immobile for the better part of it.

  1. Read all or a lot of what you have always wanted to read: Those books, dearly bought but never read (coz u never had the time) will make interesting companions. Avoid sad and heavy stuff though. Also experiment with new magazines. I even read a men's magazine!
  2. See TV to your heart's content: Catch up on all the movies, cartoons, sitcoms that one normally misses coz one is 'busy'. I took a shine to Seinfeld (not sure if it's the right spelling) which I earlier hated. Also study the Indian telly scene (a nauseating job) and prepare a critique of saas bahu sagas. Then ban them for life!
  3. Eat right: You are never going to get this kind of time to have nourishing things like fruits and salads, milk etc. In our daily messed up n rushed lives we hardly get time to bite into an apple or chop a salad or patiently enjoy an orange. Go bananas!
  4. Re-connect with your family: Not that I was detached or anything, but this experience saw me spending much more time with the family and realise this one true thing - at the end of the day no one loves you more than your family. Relatives, friends and aqcuaintances can play a role only upto a certain point.
  5. Abandon fair weather friends: Who needs em? I guess we all do, but the truth is, if a person is not concerned abt you in your worst times, they stoop from the category of fair weather friend to downright heartless monster! And nobody needs those.
  6. Learn a musical instrument: Err, I did not. But it's something dat can be done.
  7. Sharpen your job skills: If you are a teacher, brush up on alternative learning techniques, if you are an aspiring publisher, make yourself more well-read.
  8. Use the phone like you have never used before.
  9. Log on to the internet and shop, socialise, surf, read, blog. The works!
  10. Pursue an old abandoned hobby: Sketch, paint, write, make paper hats, cook new things, listen to new bands, make new favourites, make new friends, learn a new language etc
to be continued. . .

Wednesday, 14 February 2007

The thing we call Love

Do we really need a day to celebrate love? Do we really need to wait for 14th feb to proclaim our love for someone or celebrate it in the general sense of the word?

Anyways, in the spirit of the season, I thought of doing a photo post coupled wid some romantic dialogues from movies  :)


George: "Hey, would you, uh, love me the rest of my life?"
Lace: "No. I'm gonna love you for the rest of mine."

When Harry Met Sally

"It's not because I'm loney, and it's not because it's New Year's Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize whom you want to spend the rest of your life with, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible."

As Good As It Gets

Melvin: "You make me want to be a better man."
Carol: "That's maybe the best compliment of my life."

Love, Actually

Mark: With any luck, by next year, I'll be going out with one of these girls. But for now, let me say, without hope or agenda, just because it's christmas, and at christmas you say the truth, that to me you are perfect. And my wasted heart will love you, until you look like this (holding a picture of a mummy)


Alex: Life is not the amount of breaths you take, it's the moments that take your breath away

Gone with the Wind

Rhett: Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn!

(Had to have something abt unrequited love, it's still love, which perhaps rests at a higher plane than mutual love)

Tuesday, 13 February 2007

Nothing's gonna stop us now...

And we can build this dream together, standing strong forever
Nothing's gonna stop us now
And if this world runs out of lovers, we'll still have each other
Nothing's gonna stop us, nothing's gonna stop us now

This is the song on my mind since a few moments, though it does not fit the context. Perhaps it expresses my spirit :)
Just climbed half a floor.

Never thought anything so seemingly simple could bring such a feeling of accomplishment, exhilaration. 

Happy beyond words! :D

Friday, 9 February 2007


There's little i won't give, there's little i wouldn't do, 
to walk the way I used to...

Thursday, 8 February 2007

The Fools we are in LOVE!

A rather lengthy article I chanced upon in a magazine and could not help taking it personally. Though the headline was 'The roller coaster called Unequal Love', I thought i'll give it my won spin. Hehehe:


You're lonely, under societal pressure or just plain bored. And a man who you know is totally smitten with you, asks you out. You say yes because there's nothing else going on in your life. Sounds good? Nidhi Vyas begs to differ: 

It's flattering. Plain and simple. To be pursued single-mindedly, relentlessly - well, it IS a high. Of course, the fact that I am going out with him purely because of how HE feels and not so much because of how I do, should set off a few warning bells.
And of course, the fact that I have gone down this path with someone else with disastrous results just a few months ago should set off a few more. And, the fact that a part of me, if I am completely honest, knows that I am going out with him because the other options are not too appealing should actually set off warmng gongs.

But I am not a cautious person.

And, it appears, I do not learn from my mistakes.
If I have established myself as a dysfunctional romantic, let me hasten to add that the relationships that I have been in for all the right reasons have been healthy, even deliriously happy. And the ones that I have gotten into for, well, reasons that I have been unsure of, have been catastrophes just waiting to happen. As this one probably is.


Dirk Stroeve from 'The Moon and Sixpence' 
By W. Somerset Maugham

When you're single, and you get to know someone well enough, some part of you puts them into one of these two slots: 'Dateable' and 'Nahh, wouldn't really'. The trouble begins when you try and force someone from slot no 2 to slot no 1. I have done that. And now, everything is suddenly unnecessarily difficult. I am perched somewhat uncomfortably on a pedestal of somebody's else's making. The scales in this relationship are horribly imbalanced. He trusts me with a faith that I don't think I have yet earned. He certainly hasn't earned mine. He is infinitely more curious about me than I will ever be about him. I don't care about whether my hair is washed or not when I meet him - even though I have only just started dating him. He treats me like a queen (no exaggeration). When there's even the hint of a disagreement, he apologises before I have even taken offence. Where there should be the rush of a new relationship, there is an overw'helming guilt. Guilt for not loving him the way he loves me. Guilt for not wanting to call him as many times that he would like (and understandably so). Guilt for not matching his eagerness to meet up. Guilt for being unable to encourage the subtle advances he makes towards intimacy. Guilt about the fact that he's a great guy and should be going out with someone who wants to be with him just as badly. Guilt for exploring this at my own sweet pace, knowing that each moment I prolong this, he will become
deeper involved.

I hear what you're saying. You can fall for someone very gradually ... if you spend enough time with him or her.You don't always need to have lightning strike you. That's the stuff fluffy romances are made of. Proximity leads to comfort, which can easily escalate into romance. Isn't that one of the main things that make arranged marriages so very successful? The gradual togetherness that stems from mutual understanding?

I completely agree. But even then, how many times have you heard couples saying, we just' clicked'. I hear it till my ears ache. Ask them what was it that 'clicked' and they're unable to tell you. They dissolve into happy grins and helpless shrugs. But I know what it is.

It's something in the way the other person has reached out and grabbed us.

It can be the way they looked, something they said, the way they laughed. Click!
And that 'something' was enough for them to know. It is that 'something' that most singles look for, hope for wildly, even if the prospects of it emerging are dim especially when you are going out with someone only because they're besotted with you. What you have to decide is, if you find that they don't have what it takes to sustain your uncertain interest, can you let them go and wait for someone
else, who mayor may not come into your life?

The truth is, I believe in love. Not the kind that books and movies talk about (though I know couples who are lucky enough to have that too), but real strong love that is simple enough to live with. If you're dating someone, ask yourself this, as cliched as it may seem: Can I see myself with this guy after 10 years? The vision that builds itself up when you think about it is the clincher.It should be someone you just KNOW you want to be with for life. I am looking for that 'something'. If he doesn't have it, I hope someone else will.

"Imagine this: All your friends are couples,
there is immense social pressure on you to
find someone, and there is this single guy,
who doesn't repel you and seems interested.
So you think, why not? The problem starts
when one of you wants to take this casual,
hanging out together type of relationship
to another level and the other one doesn't.
The rules change, the dynamics shift. And
that's when everything starts going downhill."



Loving someone with all you have while he is oblivious about you isn't exactly a party. But Prabha Kumari Sinha finds that being a romantic fool
actually built her character:

Falling in love with a much older man is difficult enough but when he does not return your love, worse, uses your undying devotion to feed his ego, your belief in the purity of this emotion cannot but be severely damaged. The feeling of utter dejection, the willingness to destroy one's essence in pursuit of a love unrequited, the helplessness of not being able to win over the object of your affection - oh yes! I can feel that torment keenly even today. The sheer fi'ustrarion of not being able to reach out to the one person who means more to you than the whole world is a terrible feeling. It brings wirh it doubts, and questions that have no answers, apart from a sheer drop in one's self-esteenl. Even today, if I were to meet him, my first question would be: Why? Why could you not respond to my feelings? And whatever he says, will never make me understand why the one I picked, chose to ignore me. But after 13 years of having loved and lost many times over, I can say that his lack of response has been a great lesson. And I am definitely not alone when I say that this kind of rejection is good for the soul.

"Oh God. This situation is painful. I wanted to
go out with this guy really badly. But
unfortunately, he didn't feel the same way for me.
I was the friend that he came to talk to
about his hot girlfriends. It was souldestroying.
The problem occurs when you tell the
guy how you feel. Then instantly, everything changes.
Awkwardness creeps in. He doesn't know
how to behave with you anymore and you don't know
what the hell to do about your feelings.
What did I do? I behaved like an adult. I shoved my
pain away and moved on. Try it"


Authors, poets and playwrighrs have put unrequited love on a higher plane than other kinds of love, and like most people, I too am conditioned to think thar this is the acme of real, heart-felt emotion, that it is the toughest form of devotion. And this is terrain that we have visired at some time or other in our lives - whether as crushprone reenagers or even later in our ostensibly more adult years.
Most of us romantic fools have, at some point or other, hankered after a man who doesn't even know we live: your best friend's handsome brother who thought you nothing more than a pest; that guy in high school who did not know you were alive even though your heart was beating only for him; or that heartless ex who nlOved to another girlfriend even while you were pining for him. It is often felt that the person who does not respond is somewhat in a more advantageous position, but I beg to differ. This kind of emotion proves to be a fantastic teacher. And whether you like to admit it or not, this unacknowledged love plays a huge role in how you will approach love in your life again. Some of us learn to be more open-hearted and positive about loving and losing, others know that keeping some part of the soul detached is what keeps their world sane. For me, it meant learning how to move on without bitterness.

Sure it was tough, tears were a constant companion as were excruciating self-doubts about my IQ, my looks, my sanity ... but in all of this, the lesson I will never forget is that love is all about giving not receiving. The minute I sit down to count how much I have got back in return for what I give, I cease to be a lover. I become a book-keeper. In love, equality of emotion is really not the objective.
Unreciprocated love offers you an opportunity to win the person you want. Where is the excitement if the man you love immediately returns the feeling? The thrill of the chase vanishes. Languishing in love has its own romance and is a very potent character-building tool. Even though it brings numerous pangs of pain, it is one emotion that is closely linked to a very basic human instinct: The will to survive.

My learning? Don't be afraid to love the one you want. Whether he loves you back or not is a matter of chance. If he does, then life is smooth but if he doesn't then
in all likelihood you have an opportunity to discover the
lengths you are willing to go to get what you want and the strengths you have when your best efforts yield no results. After all, love is a gamble.


Savita Sharma has rebounded with the intensity oj a squash ball. She knows the drill well enough to have some answers for us:

I have made a career out of relationships on the rebound.

Yes, there was a time, when romance was a must in my life!
One connection led to the other. If a liaison got over, I made sure that there was another one in queue. "What's wrong with you? Why can't you live without a guy in your life?" asked a friend.Was that true? I had NO rational explanation for my behaviour! Probably, it was because I was scared to be single. Or probably, it was because I kept hunting for that 'perfect man' in every man I met.

The result: I had three broken relationships in four years. I was in denial after every break-up. And I was perennially 'soaked' in grief.

By now, you must have created an image of me being flirtatious and frivolous. I am nowhere close to it. I don't flirt. I never dated for the heck of it. And I never had many close guy friends. So, why was I walking in and out of relationships at this rapid pace?

I had no answers. It took me another harrowing (but final) relationship to find the answer. The bottom line: I had never healed. Every time a bond crashed, because I realised he wasn't my ex, I gave myself no time to grieve. I shoved the hurt and dejection into the remote corners of my heart and inunediately opened my heart to another man. The emotional baggage just kept piling on, getting heavier and weighing me down. And since I didn't have the guts to go to a counsellor, I 'googled' myself some solace on the Internet. An advice column on by Hara Estroff Marano, says, "What makes 'rebound' relationships so unstable is that they're often rushed into for the wrong reason - someone looking either for proof that they are lovable after a failed relationship or for the sheer comfort of deep intimacy, or distraction of being with someone rather than alone." Another valid point she makes is, "People choosing a mate the second time around often look for traits exactly opposite to those of their first partner. Mistake!"

The last man I dated was a 'ready-for-commitment' type. He was tall, dark and pleasant looking. Unlike the 'boy' - non-committal, charming, humorous and carefree - I was dating two months before this relationship, for nearly two years. Opposites attracted and I accepted his proposal in exactly less than a month of meeting him!

The next two months zoomed past in a courtship that was any woman's dream. When I was upset, he would walk into my house with a bunch of roses and a box of chocolates (I hated both from the core of my heart, yet accepted with false delight). When I was angry, he would pacify me with sweet nothings and fancy dinners. I do admit his concern and want to be with Ine was flattering! He was unlike the other 'insensitive' and 'unconcerned' men in my life! At least, that's what I chose to believe. I forced myself to 'love' him. He took eight steps forward just to see me take a single step towards him. I wobbled horribly. But I balanced the ilnbalance marvellously. Were my experiences helping me walk through it? I didn't know!

Yet with time, a resentment of his extreme sweetness and possessiveness surfaced. And a fear psychosis - of him knowing that I was unintentionally healing via him - topped it all. I hated kissing him. The thought of being alone with him put me off. And all this worried me.

Then, he took off on a six-month official tour. Shockingly, instead of feeling sad I felt elated! Wasn't I supposed to be unhappy? Wasn't I supposed to miss him? Wasn't I 'in love' with him? I wasn't. And this time, I didn't offer any explanations to others (or to myself) to kill the guilt of not loving him or missing him. I enjoyed the 'being alone' state. I lived in self-inflicted ostracism going to art exhibitions alone, eating out, sitting and reading in parks, and even watching a movie in a theatre ... ALONE! I realised, at last that the state - alone but not lonely - was pure bliss!

I had given myself a chance to heal. And guess what? I WAS healing miraculously. I literally felt all the pain and insecurity of the previous relationships dissipating.
My love on the rebound was fading and he was slowly becoming a memory. I confessed how I felt and ended things with him. Yes! I hurt him. Do I hear a murmer of disapproval from you? Gosh! I was tired faking it! We fought for weeks over the telephone. But it ended. But this end taught me to how to live with myself and respect love.

This end taught me to celebrate my 'singledom'.

So, here we are, getting our hearts broken, looking for love, all generally climbing on and off the merry roller coaster of love. You'd rather have the perfect world, wouldn't you? So would we, honey, so would we. But think about it. When you're on a roller coaster, you scream, you cry, you throw up, but when you're off it, admit it, it was an exhilarating ride. You learn something new each time. And so it is with love. You'll still scream, you'll still cry and well, sometimes, you'll even get sick (preferably on him if he's a jerk). But it'll always be one hell of a ride.

Monday, 5 February 2007

Say it right...

In the day,
In the night,
Say it right,
Say it all,
Either got it,
or you don't,
You either stand,
or you fall,
When your will,
is broken,
When it slips,
from your hand,
When there's no,
time for joking,
There's a hole,
in the plan,

Oh you don't mean nothin' at all to me,
no you don't mean nothin' at all to me,
but you got what it takes to set me free,
Oh you could mean everything to me.

I could say (say)
that i'm not (not)
lost (lost)
and at fault (fault)

I could say (say)
that i don't (don't)
love the light (light)
and the dark (love the light)

I could say (say)
that i don't (don't)
know that I (I)
am alive (alive)
and i'll love (love)
what I feel (feel)
i could show (show you)
you tonight,
you tonight,

Oh you don't mean nothin' at all to me,
no you don't mean nothin' at all to me,
but you got what it takes to set me free,
oh you could mean everything to me,

From my hands,
i could give you,
that i made,

From my mouth,
i could sing you,
another brick,
that i laid,

From my body, (from my body)
i could show you, (i could show you)
a place, (a place)
God knows, (that only God knows)

You should know,
this space is holy,
do you really,
want to go? (two, three, four)
(you don't mean no nothing at all to me)
(you don't mean no nothing at all to me)


Sunday, 4 February 2007

New year resolutions — Yes! NOW!

A life of unremitting caution, without the carefree - or even, occassionaly the careless - may turn out to be half a life.

— Anna Quindlen

I swear the resolutions have not been inspired by this quote. Just that the lady articulated what I have been feeling for a long time.

1. Take stock of my life.

2. Build great new experiences.

3. Do new things more frequently.

4. Get a tattoo or get my nose pierced. Or both!

5. Be less paranoid on d road and not think every vehicle is out to hit me.

6. Prevent hairfall. Somehow!

7. Save money to travel tons.

8. Stop less time fretting over other ppl's decisions in their lives. And try detachment from such souls.

9. Be less materialistic.

10. Save as much energy n resources like water etc as possible.

11. Be less romatically guarded, and plunge! You only live once!

12. And last but not the least, d resolution that completes every list - LOOSE WEIGHT!!!!!