Many weeks ago, Mac tagged me. He wanted to give me an excuse to write, or maybe deprive me of my excuse not to write. It worked. It took some time, but it worked. I kept hearing him in my head; 'Hey Orange, tagged ya!'. I tried ignoring the voice. Tried really hard. But to no avail. It kept popping up most unexpectedly. Well, like I said, it worked. Here I am, meekly doing the tag.
I am: Not what you think I am.
I think: Too much. I tend to overanalyse everything.
I know: I should get back to writing more often.
I want: To travel more.
I have: Some really great friends.
I wish: I could drive.
I hate: Losing sleep.
I miss: You.
I fear: Many things. Salamanders, dark nights, dentists and the list grows.
I feel: At home in Chennai.
I hear: The music of the spheres.
I smell: The aroma of jasmine on the rain drenched night breeze.
I crave: This one's easy - chocolate.
I search: For the truth hidden within myself.
I wonder: Where I left the candles. Every time the power fails, it's the same story.
I regret: Not going home more.
I love: The rain.
I ache: To see the monsoon clouds rolling in.
I am not: What you think I am. Really.
I dance: I do?
I cry: I do!
I don't always: Do the right thing.
I fight: When I shouldn't.
I write: For myself.
I win: Sometimes, when I lose.
I lose: Very rarely.
I never: Want to hurt anyone.
I always: brush my teeth with Himalaya Dental Cream. It's a toothpaste like no other.
I confuse : Mostly myself.
I listen: To voices in my head telling me to do a tag.
I can usually be found: At work.
I need: My family.
I am happy about: How happy my eldest niece is.
I imagine: The worst. Always.
3 comments:
may you hear a thousand voices more :)
This looked like a harder tag to do and you did it with interesting answers.
very thoughtful, interesting observations.........
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