What Were They Thinking?!

I have a strong feeling that the ‘masterminds’ behind the ‘brilliant’ ads that we witness nowadays truly think they are masterminds. I couldn’t agree more!

I mean, it would take a true genius to dream up something so vivid and unrealistically lame, they are sheer brainiacs!

Please do not ignore the sarcasm dripping from each and every word!

Fair and Lovely, and all those other creams as a matter of fact that claim to grant instant fair beauty. As if my life was in pieces while I was of a darker tone! Also, the FACE creams magically affect the whole BODY…

I suppose even Harry Potter isn’t that magical!

 

For those who are unaware of this hocus pocus called ‘paanmasaala’, its a combination of tobacco with many other mouth freshening ingredients…

The silliest part is that right below this ad, in the tiniest of fonts will be written – Statutory warning – Consumption could lead to various diseases.

 

And then of course, the AXE and other such perfume/deo adverts…

The only thing stupider than that is probably a perfect boyfriend ;P

Why in hell would anybody run towards a person doused in scent?! Whatever they may claim, its a fact that the smell won’t last more than 30 minutes, at most!

I know of a case where a boyfriend became a small imitation of an axe factory and went on a date. The poor girl turned out to be a victim of nausea, and hence instead of running for a hug (as he no doubt expected), she ran around looking for a place to puke! Some date huh?

 

My humble request to all those ‘brilliant’ people would be..

 

Get treated for horse sense or worse, yeah?

 

Yours bad ad-dingly 😛

Random1 🙂

A Big Break!

Believe deep down in your heart that you’re destined to do great things.
Joe Paterno

 

People know me and Mango2 as the two lamest people on this Earth….so we decided to make a cocktail of our writing skills and lame sense of humor to make our big break into this VAAAST blogging world!

So far, all we have managed to break our the illusions that we’re destined to be great….:P

 

Screw you Lady Gaga! And you Selena Gomez! And every other imbecile who has walked this Earth and preached that its awesome to be me! Well you said that AFTER you got your money, or looks, or fame, or whatever it is that makes you tick! 

It took me over 15 minutes to decide what to post, and then after wracking my brains over what to write, took me another few minutes to realize that I’ll probably get 1 view if I’m lucky!

Life – Why you be so cruel?!

Its been whocareshowmany months since we’ve been advocating this blog’s greatness and our ‘friends’ have been humoring us…..

And in turn they are becoming great ‘cos they think they’re doing noble deeds!

Urrrrrrgh! Seems like EVERYONE but me is becoming great all of a sudden -_-

 

This, is what the quote above should have been 😛

 

A very dejected

– Random1 

 

 

P.S ~ Should you feel the need to do a noble act and be great, kindly read our blog 😉

Beauty is in the eye of the Beholder.

Beautiful is an adjective used to describe things as possessing beauty.    – Wikipedia

What is beauty? Do you call a person with the most perfect skin, eyes, body beautiful? (Oh sorry, the word that most people use today is HOT. Now, seriously if you find a person even remotely attractive, why in the name of God would you compare him/her to a state of temperature?) If so, Why?

In this post, I am going to attack various social misconceptions about beauty.

Victim 1: Make – Up (Apparently synonymous with perfect skin)

In my eye, anything natural, real and not caked in consecutive layers of Lancôme Génifique Cream Serum, L’Oréal Revitalift Cream and Clarins HydraQuench Day Cream is Beautiful. I do agree that make up these days may have become a little necessary. And my necessary Make-Up, I mean powder and a spot of concealer for emergencies. And I absolutely do NOT believe in investing in a host of different products which do nothing for your skin but the exact opposite of what they claim to do, that is ravage your skin in the worst way possible.

While Clarins’ HydraQuench may possibly leave your skin moisturized, nothing can beat a good old bottle of water. Would you rather pay 31$ for a skin cream or 1$ or less for a bottle of water?

I’m all for looking good, but I prefer looking like good ‘ol me rather than using one of those products.

Victim 2: Thin, Long Legs & Thin,Tiny Waist & Thin Everything & Size 0 everything (Apparently synonymous with perfect body)

You DO NOT need to be thin or have a Size 0 body to be considered pretty.

I repeat: You DO NOT need to be thin or have a Size 0 body to be considered pretty.

END OF STORY.

P.S.: No one I know has a Size 0 figure and Everyone I know is beautiful

Anything can be pretty, but it only will when you think it is.

I’ll end this post with a great thought by Mr. Jim Henson:

“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and it may be necessary from time to time to give a stupid or misinformed beholder a black eye.” 

Every day I’m Mangoin’ (Sing that along the line of Every day I’m Shufflin’ 😛 ;D)

Keep on Mangoin’ my Beautiful Mangoes!

-Mango2

 

 

 

 

Brains. (No, I am not a Zombie)

Hello Zombies,

As my title implies, I am not a zombie. But fast on my way to becoming one. Solution? A RIDDLE!

Here’s one for you to ponder over:

1. Can you name 3 Consecutive days without using the words Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday?

And of course our daily dose of laughter:

 I am a total sucker for HP jokes

Have a Great Wednesday!

😀

-Mango2

Bits and Pieces ………

As Mango2 rightfully pointed out in one of her earlier posts (check below for further reference), I’m definitely not the girl I was 4 years back. Innocence – Thrown outta the window, Lies – Told quite frequently, Friends – Too many to count on fingers but verryy few to actually count on….and Love, Loyalty, Trust, Sincerity – Huh?!

I’ve learned the hard way that trust is the foundation of every relationship…once that’s gone, its hard to be what you once were or aspired to be. I’ve unfortunately broken others trust and as a sort of tit for tat – have had mine smashed to bits and pieces recently….

It changes everything, when you don’t know what to believe anymore… When you have no idea of what’s real and not real.. You can relate to how Peeta feels in Mockingjay (For Hunger Games fans only x) )

But there is a difference of course. 

This, is definitely not applicable 😛

We all just need to understand that it hurts most when someone close to us is the offender. Instead of focusing on the violation, if we just look at the fact that they are close to us and the reality that we want to keep them there….forgiving gets easier. It always feels better when you put that gigantic school bag of yours down na? Same difference 🙂

Its not always butter and sugar…..you need to learn to deal with the toast in life as well! (Get it? ‘Cause toast is harder!! :D) Ya I know, its lame…but that’s the point!

Random1 🙂 ❤

Born out of Boredom.

Hello Happy Harpies!

How are you all doing? Ok straight to the point: I am BORED.

Very BORED.

Very, Very BORED.

So to fight this very much annoying boredom, I came up with a plan. It is to indulge in a bit of creativity everyday. If you think that this crazy plan is crazy and is born out of boredom, you are 100% right

I plan to either draw/paint or read or write something every single day, starting today for three entire weeks, that is from today till the 28th of july.

I want all of you reading this blog to do the same as well. Why you ask? Because you obviously don’t have anything beeter to do or you wouldn’t be reading this blog. 😛

So today my agenda is to paint something. You can indulge in creativity in your own way, by creating some music, listening to music, even watching movies! Great isn’t it? Of course it is!

So I am plunging headfirst into this insane plan of mine now, by watching Titanic! (yes, go on, let out a biiiig sigh)

Crack Up time!

I love this, its so Apple 😀

Comment your thoughts! 

Keep getting bored!

Happy harpying!

-Mango2 🙂

The title of this post is temporarily unavailable.

Summer vacations bring with them a cocktail of emotions..one minute you’re excited that you won’t have to work out different ways to sleep in class, the next you’re bored to the core of your very being!

The mood swings almost make me feel like I’m a victim of puberty all over again! Annoying, isn’t it? x_x

Just in case you’re wondering why I didn’t bother naming this post, it’s because I’m just tooo lazy to think up a title! What should I call it? ‘The Aftereffects Of Boredom’ ? Or maybe ‘Confessions of a Clueless Blogger’ ? Hmm….that isn’t half bad is it? 😛

I swept around my entire house like a crazzyy OCD victim, did a bit of my holiday homework (I know, its terrible!!) and hogged the landline all to myself for more than an hour! I still feel like a perfect transcription of Mango2’s post – A Rock. 😐

Sooooooooo bored!!! If you’re reading this, do be kind enough to leave a comment..or I shall curse you to the fiery pit of Hades!!! *evil laugh* B)

Boringly

~Random1 🙂 😛

Rocks.

Rocks are made, not born.

A long time ago there was a girl. There was nothing special about her, or so she thought. She used to be below average in studies and she thought that that made her virtually worthless. She didn’t have many friends, but the ones she had were treasured far more than anything else in here life.

Time passed. Things changed. The girl looked at her life, took a decision and tried to change her life. Her first basic instinct was to study harder, because she thought that what defined a person. So she did exactly that.

She worked hard and gained success. She also gained a friend along the way. A friend who meant more than…..anything. When she finally gained success, she realized that everyone was buried too deep in their own problems for her to share her happiness with.

She felt empty. All her life, she spent listening to everyone, her parents, her friends. She helped, advised, listened, did everything in her power to make things better for people around her.

But then one night, with the moon high up in the sky, she realized how long it had been since someone listened to her. To her problems, worries, dreams. Since someone advised her. Since someone cared.

Somewhere along the way to the place where she now is, she became a rock. A cold hard rock. A rock which accepts all the blows, is used for everything from paperweights to weapons. A rock which accepts everything, but lets nothing out.

As I said, Rocks are made, not born

-Mango2

Are you Right or Wrong?

This isn’t a test filled with annoying questions to check if you are right or wrong…but more like my analysis of how to reach a decision regarding this never ending topic of discussion!

Picture this. You just got into a fight with someone. They say they are right and maybe in one dimension they are. You’re not wrong where you stand either. So how do we decide who is right and wrong? 

What may be the right thing for one person is definitely not the right thing for another. That doesn’t mean it’s wrong…… but that doesn’t even mean it’s right.

So the only solution out of this complicated web is a compromise – but that again has terms and conditions applied. How do we know if it’s a correct compromise? What if one has to sacrifice more than the other? It’s wrong, isn’t it? But what if it’s the only right way out? UGH! Again we reach there…the RIGHT and the WRONG

You know in such moments I have an urgent need to let loose a few expletives 😛

But then again, that isn’t right, is it? Or maybe its not wrong to swear once in a troubled while?

Complications, complications………….and complications!

For those who have seen the movie ‘The Dirty Picture’, let me know if the above sentence clicked ;D

To get you out of this confusion you are in at the moment…something amusing :

The other day, my wife and I got into some petty argument. (I say it was petty. She would say it was Armageddon). As is our nature, neither of us would admit the possibility that we might be in error.

To her credit, she finally said, “Look, I’ll tell you what. I’ll admit I’m wrong if you admit I was right.”

“Fine,” I said.

She took a deep breath, looked me in the eye and said, “I’m wrong.”

I grinned and replied, “You’re right.”

A very confused and back to square one

-Random1