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Thursday, September 22, 2016

Tales From The Lift: May I See Your Tattoo?

So this is the new tattoo I got and yes, it's a cover up tattoo, to remove all my scars and those memories I choose not to associate with any more, but to give me my new ones instead. 

And that is exactly why I did it. And yes, I know my earlier ones have been pretty dainty, and each one has a special meaning and story and each is special to me in its own way. And I know there will be more. 

But as yet again, it never ceases to amuse me the many reactions that I get from people, known and definitely random ones too, on seeing me sporting a, or, multiple tattoos. I love getting amused and I sure will love to keep on getting amused ya ;) 

So the other day I was waiting to pick up my kiddo from the school bus and was reading a book - Neil Gaiman by the way in case anyone is curious - and this lady was walking past. She did take a look at me reading (and I know this coz I was also looking around to check if the bus had arrived, in case you also thought I was just showing off my intellectual side by holding a book just like that ;) And then, just as she was about to walk past, she saw my big arm tattoo and then slowed down and gave me a look - a once over rather - looking at me from head to toe and then looking back at my tattoo (I'm assuming here that I do look good and she was dying of jealousy lol, that's why it's called wishful thinking haha)...... So yes, no surprises why she gave me 'THAT' look. And she finally walked away.

Coming back to why this story is part of my #TalesFromTheLift series, the same day I met my 'Lift Man' let me call him now - you all who've been reading about my Lift series know him pretty well by now - he's that regular lift creepo and frustrated d%ck of flesh that I keep talking about.

So yes....

I was waiting for the lift (what else) and Mister Frustrated Paunchy Soul makes an appearance. And sees the tattoo kind of, and says - "Wow, you got such a big tattoo? Did it hurt?" 

Those of who you know me like really well, like the non-sweet Debo who is just Debo, please read this with that expression you know for a fact I gave him back (and if you can't picture, there's a huge pic of me below, I am trying to show off my thin face here actually) 

So yes, I looked at him and said - "No, I don't cry with pain. Didn't hurt."

Lift Man: Can  I see it?
Me: No, it's personal.
Lift Man: But it's on the arm, how can it be personal?
Me: It's my arm

haha.....go get lost...

- Debolina Raja

And like I always believe in and say:
"Heal the world we live in
Save it for our children" - MJ

Debolina Raja

Tuesday, September 6, 2016

Chances For A Lifetime....And Beyond

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I'll be there whenever you dream me, I'll be there whenever you call
You can try but I'll never let you fall, for with you in my life, I'll have it all...

Craziness comes full circle to complete what you start
I don't know the 'how', I don't know the 'why'
But all I know is that it does speak to my heart...

Sometimes, giving it another chance seems just not right
It just doesn't work, and there's no more future in sight.

But sometimes, no amount of chances you take is enough
One chance, second chance, or chances for a lifetime
Some options are just too important to not take a chance at
Even if it's again and again and's the loop you want to stick at

Coz you cannot give up on it, it's something that's only your gain
When there's so much you're getting back, you'll want to do it over and over again

Shout it out, scream, hit out, lash out, get rude, get nasty, but do it
Coz the anger won't last, but the love will,
You will, I will, we will....

When you see the worst you know what you are in,
There's no more hiding, there's no more faking...

That is when it truly gets real, and that is when you know for sure,
That this is what deserves the chances for a lifetime, and maybe more, and yes, lots and lots more....

Yes, it truly does.....

- Debolina Raja

And like I always believe in and say:
"Heal the world we live in
Save it for our children" - MJ

Debolina Raja

Thursday, September 1, 2016

Are You There In My 'Once Upon A Time?'

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Once upon a time there was a pen and a paper, and maybe the starting of a fairy tale about to happen. The poor little 'maybe' wasn't as poor or inconsequential though. Unknown to many, the 'maybe' had the power to twist up stories - turn a fairy tale into a horror, a romance into a tragedy, a comedy into something dark and twisted - it had a power that not many really realized.

Then after that once upon a time, there came a time when I found the pen, and the paper, and decided to take a chance with the 'maybe' - you know I love it when things are awake and alive around me, not quiet and stagnant, the mark of boredom that I would rather shake up myself if nothing else.

As the 'me' started writing the story, I thought it would be fun to try out variations. Of me, my moods, my people, my friends, those I know and those I don't, those I may want to know and those I clearly do not. So many.......

And so I put my pen on paper and started writing. Started writing stories the way fairy tales are written, for aren't they the first stories we are told? The prince always comes riding on a horse, while I am supposed to be good and wait and wait and wait (and??). The prince apparently is the most amazing man (or guy) ever, and I am supposed to match up to him, or at least try. But wait, how do you know whose the prince, and how do I even know if I am actually the princess? What if I am the evil witch, the bad bad girl or woman who others are warned to stay away from. What if that is what I enjoy more than being the goody so-many shoes. It is still a choice I can make, isn't it?

Now, isn't that confusing? Ya, what am I going on about? And you're still reading it by the way ;)

I don't know really.... all I know is that right now, I am lost, absolutely lost. I lost my way some day like that, and ever since have been spiraling around, from cloud to cloud, from dream to dream, from night to another night and in between living through the days. I am happy, I am confused, I am angry, I am absolutely blank, and oh I am so so clueless.

Some of my masks say I am an efficient soul, that I manage a lot at once, that I am good, that I am horrible, that I am loving, that I am cruel, that I am forgiving, that I am vicious. Yes I am. I am all of that and 'maybe' more. I am the way I am.

And it's far too late now to change, not that I want to, or will.

So, where was I?

- Debolina Raja

And like I always believe in and say:
"Heal the world we live in
Save it for our children" -

MJ Debolina Raja