domingo, 26 de setembro de 2010

O que nós queremos deles...


Mas afinal, o que querem as mulheres de um homem? Nós queremos, em primeiro lugar, que ele nos ame muito; muito mesmo, mas não exageradamente. Que nos entenda, que nos ouça sempre com muita atenção, mesmo que não esteja muito interessado no que estamos falando (mas pelo menos fingindo estar).

Não, ele não precisa nos trazer flores; mas deve estar sempre nos procurando, fazendo um carinho no nosso ombro, pousando (apenas pousando) a mão na nossa coxa por debaixo da mesa ou quando estiver dirigindo o carro, coisa de quem se sabe dono absoluto do nosso coração (e do nosso corpo). Só faz isso um homem seguro, que é o que todas queremos.

Por outro lado, é preciso que ele nos solicite bastante, pergunte que gravata deve usar, se gostamos do perfume novo, que carro deve comprar, mesmo que acabe fazendo o que quer, sem dar a mínima para nossa opinião. Precisamos nos sentir importantes, necessárias!

Também é preciso que às vezes fique quieto, calado, para nos deixar bem inquietas, imaginando no que será que ele está pensando. Mulher não pode nunca se sentir nem muito segura, nem muito insegura: tem que ser no ponto certo. O ponto certo, essa é a questão. Para isso é preciso sensibilidade, coisa fundamental no homem que se ama. Sensibilidade para sentir quando estamos precisando desabafar, de um carinho, de um amasso ou simplesmente de ficar em silêncio.

Ah... Ele deve ser capaz de, na hora de uma briga, dizer vem cá, sua boba", e a gente se aninhar nos braços dele esquecendo de tudo que estava falando. Como é bom um homem assim. Não é preciso que ajude a lavar os pratos nem a arrumar a cozinha, essas bobagens a gente faz com o maior prazer quando ama, mas é bom se oferecer, têm dias que estamos muito cansadas e uma mãozinha cai muito bem.

Que fofo se ele dizer "vem sentar do meu lado para ver o jogo". Esse jogo de futebol não nos interessa nem um pouco, mas saber que ele precisa de nós num momento tão crucial é tudo de que precisamos para ser felizes. E quando o time dele fizer um gol e ele comemorar te abraçando e beijando muito, seja solidária e mostre-se tão feliz como se tivesse acabado de ganhar o mais lindo vestido da última coleção de Valentino. Não basta ser mulher: tem que participar!

A hora de ir para a cama é muito importante: mesmo que ele esteja estudando ou lendo uma revista, é fundamental que ponha a perna em cima da sua, para que você sinta que, aconteça o que acontecer, ele estará sempre ligado em você. Essas pequenas coisas fazem TODA diferença...

E um homem que quer ser amado sobre todas as coisas não pode jamais, mas jamais mesmo, depois de apagar a luz do abajur, se virar de costas para dormir. ATENÇÃO: isso é crime que nenhuma mulher perdoa. Deixar a gente falando sozinha enquanto cai no sono, nem se fala! Falta de consideração total...

Quando, já no escuro, ele faz um carinho na sua cabeça e se encaixa - não há mulher que resista a um homem que sabe se encaixar bem - aí é que você sente a felicidade total e pensa que é aquele homem, aquele e nenhum outro, que pode fazê-la feliz. É só isso que queremos dos homens. Não é pedir muito, é?

Pelo visto é sim, um pouco... Como é difícil encontrar alguém que entenda o que se passa na nossa cabeça e coração. Tem hora que simplesmente cansa ter que ficar explicando tintim por tintim o que está acontecendo. Parece que falta sensibilidade no mundo e que a cada dia aumenta a multidão de depressivos amargurados. Homens, mulheres, amantes e amigos, onde está a solidariedade e a compaixão?

A vida podia ser tão mais simples. Eu ainda busco a felicidade, e confesso que vez ou outra ela parece estar bem distante, mas penso que a felicidade está em minhas mãos, pois cabe a mim enxergar o que a vida tem de melhor. De que adianta eu ficar me lamentando? Se lamúrias mudassem o futuro, eu estaria feita!

Nem tudo é perfeito, porém continuo construindo meu castelo de sonhos em uma nuvem qualquer, com a certeza de que um dia irei alcançar as estrelas, pois é lá o meu lugar! E quem quiser, que me acompanhe. A caminhada será longa, mas o resultado final será recompensador! Quer apostar?

I Was Born To Love You - Queen



Words and music by Freddie Mercury

I was born to love you
With every single beat of my heart
Yes, I was born to take care of you
Every single day...

I was born to love you
With every single beat of my heart
Yes, I was born to take care of you
Every single day of my life

You are the one for me
I am the man for you
You were made for me
You're my ecstasy
If I was give every opportunity
I'd kill for your love

So take a chance with me
Let me romance with you
I'm caught in a dream
And my dream's come true
It's so hard to believe
This is happening to me
An amazing feeling
Comin' through

I was born to love you
With every single beat of my heart
Yes, I was born to take care of you
Every single day of my life

I wanna love you
I love every little thing about you
I wanna love you, love you, love you
Born - to love you
Born - to love you
Yes, I was born to love you
Born - to love you
Born - to love you
Every single day of my life

An amazing feeling
Comin' through

I was born to love you
With every single beat of my heart
Yes, I was born to take care of you
Every single day of my life

Yes, I was born to love you
Every single day of my life

Go, I love you, babe
Yes, I was born to love you
I wanna love you, love you, love you
I wanna love you
I get so lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
Yeah, I want to love you
Yeah, give it to me!

terça-feira, 21 de setembro de 2010

Deus disse: "Faça-se a luz!" - ACENDI A LANTERNA!


Assim como a lagarta precisa de um tempo para se tornar borboleta, eu estava no meu "retiro espiritual", aparentemente sem fim! Renasci.

Finalmente, cá estou eu novamente, cheia de novidades para contar, renovada, louca para escrever e fazer vocês rirem e chorarem muito mais. Sim, minha vida ainda continua uma piada, Murphy ainda me persegue, mas sinto que pouco a pouco, me transformo em uma pessoa melhor. Não aquela que um dia sonhei em ser. Ainda em construção, com um tijolos faltando, lapidando a alma e o coração, já calejados de tomar "flechadas" de um cupido cego ou "tiros" dessa guerra resultado da superficialidade das relações humanas. Kit primeiros-socorros é o que não falta por aqui.

Estou cansada como poucas vezes estive na vida. Bendita hora que escolhi fazer Medicina! E quando acho que esse médico não vale a pena, que se eu pudesse voltar no tempo escolheria outra profissão (Turismo? Relações Internacionais?), algo SURREAL acontece e me faz relembrar a razão pela qual escolhi esse curso: sou apaixonada pelo ser humano. Simples assim! Como não derreter com um sorriso? Esse é meu sacerdócio, meu destino.

Claro que tem muito filho da puta por aí, que merecia mais uma injeção letal ou quem sabe uma cardioversão completamente consciente. Malditos! Nesse momento meu ódio está direcionado à política. Cada vez que assisto ao horário político, sinto que a morte se aproxima a passos largos pela descarga de desgosto que sinto em apenas 50 longos minutos... E viva o povo brasileiro que vai votar na Dilma do mensalão, no Maluf "estupra, mas não mata", no Tiririca que não sabe nem o que faz um Depuado Federal e no Netinho que bate em mulher!!! Puta merda, estão de palhaçada comigo, né? Não é possível! Só de escrever isso já tive uma taquicardia.

Ninguém nesse país lê revista, assiste debate político ou pelo menos vê a porra do jornal com tantos escândalos absurdos? Me sinto pregando no deserto... Podem falar o que for, sou uma chata, mas tenho muito orgulho de ser politizada e gostar de falar de política na hora de almoço na faculdade. Já fui pró-Lula, mas hoje tenho vergonha de admitir isso. Esse meu espírito "socialista-utópico" anda meio adormecido. Tenho olhado com olhos mais atentos o mundo que me rodeia.

Nem tudo são flores e os abelhudos andam soltos no jardim. Aliás, cá entre nós, o cenário político brasileiro mais parece um aterro sanitário, vulgo lixão. Pobre de quem realmente quer fazer coisas positivas pela nação e não tem voto para se eleger. Mas como diz minha roommate "cada um tem o que merece". Viva a democracia :S

Infelizmente as coisas andam menos cor-de-rosa do que eu gostaria. Mas sabe o que é incrível? A minha fé inabalável de que dias melhores virão. Será por causa da Fluoxetina? Hahahaha :) Tudo bem, confesso que anti-depressivo faz milagres, mas minha essência continua a mesma, com ou sem Prozac.

Aos poucos vou colocá-los a par de todas as novidades e maluquices que tenho na minha cabeça. Por hoje quero só agradecer por poder estar aqui, mesmo diante de todas as dificuldades, viver é mesmo um presente!

E entre trancos e barrancos, lá vamos nós! E Murphy sempre atrás... Tô nem aí! Segundo turno nas eleições? A esperança é a última que morre.

"Não tenha medo dos confrontos. Até os planetas se chocam e do caos nascem novas estrelas."

segunda-feira, 9 de novembro de 2009

Simples e Perfeito...


"Gosto do modo carinhoso do inacabado, do malfeito,
Daquilo que desajeitadamente tenta um pequeno vôo
E cai sem graça no chão..."

Clarice Lispector

domingo, 18 de outubro de 2009

The point of no return...


I spent a long time trying to choose the correct words to write what I'd like to tell you in a way that that was beautiful, though sad.

The truth is that you hurt me. I know that you are who I always wanted to be my side: sweet, lightly, funny, beautiful, intelligent. Someone to go to a restaurant on a Sunday like today (sunny and warm), to love me on a Saturday like yesterday (when I completely tired after a busy and boring week), to show my hometown, to share my house, my life, my heart and my soul. If it were not for this damn distance that apart us, we would be together since the second we met, at least, I would like it.

You hurt me because you are so far away, your body and your "rational" heart. You hurt me because I need you here, on a fucking Tuesday lazy, to see how acid I can be when I sleep just few hours, to see my sadness when you don't give me attention that I need, to learn to deal with my nature that sometimes is
difficult.

I believe that good relationships are crystallized in the routine, when the silent language is made and a spirit conection is established. I need love, I need attention,I need someone to watch my sleep while I sleep. And I want to do the same, see you sleeping on my pillow. Ok, I won't care if we make these by webcam, lol...

And even if you are my perfect love, how good it can be if aren't you near me? Buried up to my feet in a senseless routine, with the weekend starting on Sunday at four o'clock until the midnight of a freaking Friday, and soon all is back, over and over again... I just need to hear a few lovely words to keep going.

Don't think I don't think about you. I think a lot to be honest. Sometimes when I take a shower, exhausted, and I wish you could be waiting for me in my bedroom watching tv. I still think of you in the middle of stupid trafic or in a boring class. Things can be worst, I remember when I saw "P.S. I love you" and I cried almost continuously for half an hour, largely because of you. I am afraid to lose you, to have regrets in the future for not have fighted for something that I believed that was real.

I feel I am fighting alone, that it's a unidirectional relationship, when I was the only one that are feel in love. Maybe this could be true and so obvious that I cheating myself to be blind... I don't want to close the door for you. The world is too vast and the roads are unfamiliar until the end of journey.

Maybe nothing happen and it will be just a silly ilusion of past or we gonna stay linked forever, dizzy with love, but eternal apart. You may stumble around and find your perfect love, be happy forever and keep me as a possibility so bright in your life (the nice girl with heart of gold). It may be that fate capriche in play and put us in the same wavelength and that would be amazing. I can die tomorrow. May we can live the same old story time after time keeping save the special feeling that once united us, why not? I don't have the answer. No one has the answer, specially that one I would like to hear...

And after these enlightened days we spent, I think our point is not today, in not now. It's something bigger. It's about our ability to enchant people, to remember that love exists and it is out there. Maybe it happens again, even after being so fucked by some people that not deserve us.

Just know that you exist, though away, make me feel hopeful. It's like a bittersweet taste, a melancholy happiness. I think that sometimes the feeling is enough, but I'm not sure... Without possessiveness, without feasibility studies, here I am. If I stop to think, I don't want you. I don't want you to open my world for two or three days or weeks for then you leave me alone in the darkness. I will be here more some months of banging head and bleeding heart although the whole world is shinning out side.

I also believe and if it happens again? And if you stay by my side, so bright, as you appeared long time ago, isn't worth having that little bit of light even for a short time?

I don't know. Frankly, I don't know. That's what I wanted to tell you: with a lot of doubts I am resigned to my ignorance and emotional impulses. What exists here aren't just people, past, present or future. There is love, the most powerful feeling. Today I can say that for a long time I didn't feel so free. There is sentimental learning prior knowledge, that was my gift, and now I have little idea of what I want to my life. I am ready to let it go, but fighting, losing nights awake and crying, ridiculous in front of the PC or watching a cute movie.

I just wish you hold me when I come, with open heart, with no fear, taking apart your ratinal side. So let things happen. I think we should live 100%, don't think, just feel. My year wouldn't be so good if I hadn't met you. If you hadn't released me and teached me so much things. Regardless of what happens, I will eternally grateful because you make me a better person.

sábado, 17 de outubro de 2009

Em tuas mãos - Deepak Chopra


"O que for teu desejo, assim será tua vontade.
O que for tua vontade, assim serão teus atos.
O que forem teus atos, assim será teu destino."


segunda-feira, 12 de outubro de 2009

From my beloved friend...


LIVING LIFE TO THE FULLEST

"Picture a normal day of your life...

You get up, go about doing your morning ablutions in a robotic manner, reach your office or your school by the same road you trudge each day, meet the same people, do the same monotonous work, whine as usual about some tedious job assigned to you by your boss or your teacher, come back home, gobble down the same old food and stagger to bed...

The next day the whole mind numbing cycle repeats itself....

And life moves on....

Is this how you envisage the rest of your life too? Stuck in the same old rut, living the same old drudgery, following the same old mundane routine? Is this what life is all about? Have you ever asked yourself whether you’re actually living life or biding your time till you enter the void and allowing life to slip through your fingers?

Almost everybody today take their lives for granted. You just get through life in a strange zombie-like state, doing your duties almost mechanically, overlooking opportunities and being scared of dreaming. You keep quelling your heart’s desires in a bid to appear pragmatic and practical; you keep ignoring your true purpose in life and keep postponing the pursuit of your dreams in order to shield yourself from risks. You fail to foray into fields where your interests lie only because they are considered risky and off the beaten path, opting instead to do something which is considered safe and secure but fails to inspire you even a wee bit. The result- you, like countless others, live a cheerless, dreary, boring existence and die with the regret that you never got to do what you really wanted or grew to your maximum potential. Suddenly the term ‘unlived-life’ stops looking like an oxymoron!

Life is more than just a burdensome load to be carried till the end- it is an adventure, a spectacular journey, a beautiful blessing. Right from the moment you utter your first lusty cry till the moment you draw your last breath, you are meant to enjoy life, cherish it and savor every minute of it. You are born with a purpose. The divine powers have empowered you to discover that purpose and take it to its conclusion. Only if you do so can you expect to feel content and satisfied with the events that transpire in your life. Only if your purpose is fulfilled can you hope to live life to the fullest.

The key to living a full, wholesome life is to dream. So many people are unhappy today because they have forgotten how to dream. They have allowed cynicism to pervade in to their mindsets and pessimism to seep into their attitudes. Fear of failure has taken them away from this simple pleasure. If you dream, you are filled with an overpowering desire to fulfill your dream. You are gifted with a passion, a fresh new enthusiasm and a drive to translate your vision to reality. But just dreaming is not enough. You need to choose to follow your dreams too and not turn away from them for fear of not succeeding.

When it comes to success everyone looks for the blueprint. What they tend to forget is that success is only consummated by passion. A burning desire to prove yourself and a firm resolve fuelled by your immoderate desire to actuate your dreams is what eventually leads to victory. You are propelled into prominence if you pour your heart and soul into achieving your goals. If you are passionate about your dream you remain undaunted by failures and unmoved by the obstacles in your path. If you are passionate, you view things in a way nobody else can see. You become inextricably linked to your dream and through your dream to your life. The fervor, zeal and zest that you feel tethers you to life and makes you enjoy it to the maximum. The feelings of exhilaration and penultimate delight that course through you when you achieve your dream makes you feel vibrant and simply throbbing with life. Even if you are unable to fulfill your dream, you can rest in peace after donning the mantle of oblivion, knowing that you gave it your best try. Pursuit of dreams and interests is what makes you realize your purpose in life. It makes you feel alive like nothing else ever can!

Salma Hayek, the famous Mexican actress, in an interview with Oprah Winfrey once said, “I was famous in Mexico, but I wanted to be a great actress. I decided to abandon my career in Mexico and come to Hollywood to risk everything, because my dream was to be a good actress. It was very hard in the beginning; I was rejected and almost insulted by some producers and directors. I was running out of money at the time. Some people in Mexico never understood why I took such a high risk I succeeded, but if I would have failed, it wouldn't have mattered, because I tried my best.”

What is failure and what is success is a relative term. Ultimately, probably it is the measurement of our true happiness.

So never be afraid to dream. Follow your dream, never let it go, never be afraid to jump into the unknown. Dare to dream and dare to dream big. Find many interests and pursue them. Don’t be afraid to make mistakes. Strive hard to achieve successes. When you are traveling against the tide and things become tough, persevere. Don’t give up, just try harder. Give yourself the freedom to try out new things, taste new adventures and experience newer thrills. Whatever the outcome, it will always leave you content and happy.

If you do not fulfill your own role in the universe, one day you will regret it. Do not let routine and urgency steal your life. Never take anything for granted. Savor every sip, cherish every morsel and enjoy every bit of life’s nectar. Keep your innocence, curiosity and wonder of this world intact. Preserve the child living inside you and heed him every now and then. Never allow yourself to stagnate. Adapt to situations as they come and change yourself for the better a little everyday.

You’ve got only one life to live. So go out there and weather all storms, swim all tides and brave all uncertainties. Seize every moment to redefine and rediscover yourself. Chase all activities that will leave a lasting impression on your mind. Drink in the beauty of life and appreciate its simple pleasures. Treasure it, relish it and value it while it lasts. As Joe Lewis has said, you live only once but if you do right only once is enough...!!!"

Ishaan Vadhera (ishaanvadhera@ymail.com)