Why me?

or...This is not fair.
or...Bhagwaan ke liye mujhe chhod do*.

I don't do tags.

That really should have gone on my profile description. How strongly I feel about them should be judged by the fact that I'm using the personal pronoun in this post, after a year of quite successfully posting without using that particular word (which feat I'm particularly kicked about).

But, since I didn't put it up, and I don't like retrospective decisions, and since she's been nice to me, given me an award that I declined for some reasons, is going through the trauma of having her garden dug up (which sucks bigtime), and seems to be a little headless-chickened with work right now, I accept Space Bar's tag. Just this once, mind you. The task sayeth:

Post 5 links to 5 of your previously written posts. The posts have to relate to the 5 key words given (family, friend, yourself, your love, anything you like). Tag 5 other friends to do this meme. Try to tag at least 2 new acquaintances (if not, your current blog buddies will do) so that you get to know them each a little bit better.

Now, considering that I write virtually nothing about my life (because Ay Am Not A Diarist - and of course, just to pique your curiosity**), some of this is not going to be possible. But attempts shall be made to perform given task to its utmost. Some of it is bound to be tangential.


Family: Umm..no go. Unless you accept this post, which references my mother (once...briefly).

Friend: Ahh, much love, and much grief. Posts have been written about losing friends, and lost friends, and living with losing friends. Oh, and you can take these two peans to BM and Flaffy as well (when I eventually finish the one to Scout, it will be linked as well).

Yourself: Whoo-boy. Where to start? Maybe with how one survives this world, or occasionally reacts to it, or how one often is like. And all those bad jokes, and recipes as well. You get the picture.

Your Love: I believe this post says it all (SB - ha! didn't think I could talk about food without recipes, didja?).

Like: Moments such as these.


There, done.

And since one is such a nice person (no, really), no tags for anybody else***. Class dismissed, go for recess.


* Oh I love that line. I couldn't wait**** for that inevitable moment in a Hindi film when the heroine would spout the line.
** It bugs you, doesn't it? I know. Hee.
*** Of course, you're welcome to accept the tag if you want. Just let us know if you do.
**** Only to see how badly she was performing it, and rank her efforts to those of others.