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40 Things...(& a lil more...)

(this is not my original idea..i stole it from a fellow blogger who doesnt wish to be named..lolz. But wat the heck..its soo much fun!!!)

so here goes,

40 Things.
1. Height?
am petite...5'2

2. Have you ever done heroin?
nah...would never try either!

3. Do you own a gun? goes grrrrrrr..tish tish!!!!!(lolz)

5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments?
oh yeah sure do....i am dentophobic too!(thts my own word!)

6. What do you think of hot dogs?
i dont think about them at all.

7. What's your favorite Christmas song??
Dashing thru the snow....only if i am getting christmas presents

8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning?
am an coffee addict!

9. Is your bathroom clean?
yeah...i'd have to dad has an ocd for cleanliness

10. What's your favorite piece of jewelry?(or accessory)
My mums given me this...a pair of jhumkas set in dull gold, with turquiose blue stones& with white pearls

11. Do you like painkillers?
yes....only if they kill the person causing pain to me(seriously)

12. Do you have A.D.D.? [Attention Deficit Disorder]
Yes most of the time. Though i am loving all the attention i am getting now that i am single!lolz

13. whats your name?

14.Middle Name? name tho

15. Favorite singer of all time?
Bryan Adams
16. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink:
Coffee, Water& mangola

17. Current worry?
wat if i dont clear my grads?

18. Current hate?
opps...hmmm the heat or rather the extra chub on me body!

19. Favorite place to be?
Paree....venice or greece

20. How did you bring in the New Year?
It was ruined..lets not get into tht ok

21. Where would you like to go?
Disney land

22. Do you own slippers?
yeah...i do. fluffy bright yellow ones!

23. What shirt are you wearing?
my old faded..sophia college tshirt...darn its soo comfy!

24. Favorite color(s)?
Red, black...actually all.

25. Would you be a pirate?
yeah...totally, wud call my self buccaneer nikki(tht name has a zing to it na..?)

26. What songs do you sing in the shower?
i dont sing at all...tho...nah i aint saying anything!

27. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child?
my grandmom

28. Best bed sheets as a child?
soft mickey& minnie wala...i still have em!

29. Worst injury you've ever had?
hmmmm i stuck a blade thru my lil finger....when i was around 6!

30. How many TVs do you have in your house?
2...i wud happily give them away tho!

31. Who is your loudest friend?
Aparna Bhadbade...thts her real name!

32. Who is your most silent friend?

33. Does someone have a crush on you?
i so wish i knew...if i really had any!

34. Do you wish on shooting stars?
i am not so vain!

35. What is your favorite book?
The fountainhead by Ayn Rand& The kiterunner by khaled hosseini

36. What is your favorite candy?
any chocolate wud do. Otherwise Toby Maguire or Johnny Depp

37. What song do/did you want played at your wedding?
I wud want to play Can U feel the love tonight by Elton John

38. What song do you want played at your funeral?
Just plain instrumental

39. What were you doing @ 12 AM last night?
writing hate mails in my dairy! lolz nah...blogging!

40. What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up?
Darn! i could have slept more! lolz

Psss..i asked many of friends to fill this up andmail it back so maybe i would post it here. I dint lolz. but its a fun way to know so many things about them. Also i loved aditi's answers..yeah i share her current worry too tho not entirely! hehehe


  1. hey...even me filled ure most silent friend as chimayi...chini are u lissening?

  2. Paris is the best place ever.
    New Years Eve never works out--it should be skipped entirely. Too much expectation.

    Loved this. Very facinating. It's so much fun! I wonder who you got this idea from? Haha.


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