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Attemting a Tag ... If I were ...

Its been years since I attempted any tag or passed around any. In the afternoon found a very interesting on a blog titled A rose is a rose is a rose!( rose being one of my favorite plants; explains why I landed up there)

All I got to do ( and you too after you read this) is attempt these If I were(s)

  • If I were a month, I would be April ( for it marks the start of a new year according to our lunar Hindu calendar and hence reminds us of fresh beginnings and new starts.)
  • If I were a day of the week, Sunday ( for it symbolizes to me, a day to relax, to cook, not to go out anywhere and spend some quality family time)
  • If I were a time of day, I would be afternoon ( Always bright and over bearing :P )
  • If I were a season, I would be spring ( for bygone is now bygone and it is time to act and do everything afresh and fresh )

  • If I were a planet, I would have options like Mars ( Mangal is my surname so they are akin) or Pluto (My friend Khus always loved that planet) or Jupiter (Sabu of Chacha Chaudhary came from there) but I would chose Earth; for it's variety of everything.

  • If I were a direction, East is my favorite destination for Sun rises up from there.
  • If I were a piece of furniture, A plush recliner type of sofa. Comfy and relaxing yet stylish & sophisticated looking.
  • If I were a liquid, I’d be a lemonade (Sweet and tangy)

  • If I were a tree, I’d be a Mango tree. For the shade it gives out and the fruits it bestows. Not to forget a towering personality.
  • If I were a tool, pliers.( My dad used to manufacture them, and am awed by its utility. I manage to use it for a plethora of purposes.)
  • If I were a flower, A rose ( for the fragrance and the short life it has; giving out a great impact.)
  • If I were an element, gold. Always shining and also for the exuberance it radiates.

  • If I were a gemstone, Diamond - for clarity and sparkle. ( Not to mention how much females love diamonds :-P)

  • If I were a kind of weather, a blend of nice sun and good rains. ( Just like that)

  • If I were a musical instrument, Piano perhaps. ( for rhythms and patterns.)

  • If I were a color, Orange ( brightness and buoyancy )
  • If I were an emotion, The silent kind of happiness. the one u have tears in ur eyes and a smile in your heart.

  • If I were a fruit, Apple perhaps. Like the crunchy sound of it.
  • If I were a sound, the sound of rain falling over the earth. Touche.

  • If I were a car, Willy's ( Rough, Tough and likes to munch food now and then.)
  • If I were a material, Linen ( Cool, stylish and sophisticated)
  • If I were a food, Aloo's chaat ( Spicy and wonderful)
  • If I were a taste, Taste of chocolate. Rich Dark Chocolate. ( It has that Oomph factor)

  • If I were a scent, it would be a variant of musk. (For the masculine and raw fragrance it radiates.)
  • If I were an object, a book ( All knowledgeable, possibly preachy but still your best friend.)
  • If I were a song, I’d be Hazaron Khwahishen aisi, ki har khwahish pe dum nikle. ( for the zillion ambitions my heart carries )
  • If I were a body part, the brain ( for it always opposes the heart; at least most of the times)
  • If I were a place, Anywhere with large farms, meadows and a lovely cottage. (For although it shall sound like a calm place, inside it would be tough and rough, just like me)
  • If I were a facial expression, A long distant glance towards the horizon ( for the search of depth and also for the calmness that is at that time on the face)
  • If I were a pair of shoes, I’d be a pair of sandals ( for it has both, some open spaces, some closed spaces)
I wish all my friends and readers do this tag. So if you are reading it, do attempt it, but not before commenting here.
Thanks

Comments

..pAnKHuRi.. said…
One of your best tags ever!
BEST!
truly loved it :)
May 6, 2010 at 4:48 PM
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