With the ripe oranges, chilly winds I am back with my blog. Saturdays are a great time when you have nothing to do except sitting idle and singing 'la-la-la'. New year resolutions are the toughest promises that I make. I have to fight every minute with myslf but alas.. I am loser everytime. Time for re-grouping, yes, and for that there is the good old pal of mine, an all idle Saturday.
I will definately keep posting ... but for now lemme just enjoy the Saturday siesta.
Signing off .....
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Saturday, September 06, 2008
On D r0ck$
Finally I got my favourite colour and font. Sigh of relief... a closeup smile.... a great start to a would be lazy saturday.
With some questions, a hell lot of lunatic feelings "Here am I ...". Something like "aasma hain nila, pani gila gila " typo. Things are there, but somehow I fail to find an answer to these why's. Things that are donot tinge my heart .. donot drive me crazy .. aye .. I dont bother for them neither do I think of them.
Thoughts ...its a flury of colours on a blank canvas. Suvo says that let it fly high.. use as much as you can, think, dream, imagine. If you are not a dreamer, you cant be a doer. Hold on ... somehow the brain of mine is getting juxtaposed.
With some questions, a hell lot of lunatic feelings "Here am I ...". Something like "aasma hain nila, pani gila gila " typo. Things are there, but somehow I fail to find an answer to these why's. Things that are donot tinge my heart .. donot drive me crazy .. aye .. I dont bother for them neither do I think of them.
Thoughts ...its a flury of colours on a blank canvas. Suvo says that let it fly high.. use as much as you can, think, dream, imagine. If you are not a dreamer, you cant be a doer. Hold on ... somehow the brain of mine is getting juxtaposed.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
DISMANTLED
U CURB ME IN A RUGGED PATH
MY THIRST FOR GRAVE INCREASE
THUDER STORMS HAVE BROKE MY HEART
MAY MY SOUL REST IN PEACE
U WALK THE WAY THATS OCEAN BLUE
FOR ME THE THORNS DOES PRAY
MELANCHOLY IS FOR YOU
FOR ME IS BLACK & GREY
COLORS DOESN'T SOOTHE MY HEART
BLISTERS ALL AROUND
U AND I DO FALL APART
THE DIFFERENCES GROW PROFOUND
U START TO FLY IN THE BLUE BLUE SKY
UNTILL THE DUSK CREEPS IN
A LONELY CORNER, A DEEP DEEP CRY
AHH!!! IT MAKES ME FINE
I START TO SING, THE SONG OF LIFE
ALOOF ALL FANTASIES
WITH A LOVELY HEART THAT THRIBE
I KILL THE MISERIES
THE PRIEST, LOOKED UP AND PRAYED FOR ME
THEN GAVE A GRAIN OF SOIL
O MY SOUL, I PRAY FOR THEE
REST AFTER A HARD TOIL
I SLAYED MYSELF FOR FANTASIES
UNTILL I REACHED THE END
ALL I GOT WAS MISERIES
FROM U MY SWEETEST FRIEND
MY THIRST FOR GRAVE INCREASE
THUDER STORMS HAVE BROKE MY HEART
MAY MY SOUL REST IN PEACE
U WALK THE WAY THATS OCEAN BLUE
FOR ME THE THORNS DOES PRAY
MELANCHOLY IS FOR YOU
FOR ME IS BLACK & GREY
COLORS DOESN'T SOOTHE MY HEART
BLISTERS ALL AROUND
U AND I DO FALL APART
THE DIFFERENCES GROW PROFOUND
U START TO FLY IN THE BLUE BLUE SKY
UNTILL THE DUSK CREEPS IN
A LONELY CORNER, A DEEP DEEP CRY
AHH!!! IT MAKES ME FINE
I START TO SING, THE SONG OF LIFE
ALOOF ALL FANTASIES
WITH A LOVELY HEART THAT THRIBE
I KILL THE MISERIES
THE PRIEST, LOOKED UP AND PRAYED FOR ME
THEN GAVE A GRAIN OF SOIL
O MY SOUL, I PRAY FOR THEE
REST AFTER A HARD TOIL
I SLAYED MYSELF FOR FANTASIES
UNTILL I REACHED THE END
ALL I GOT WAS MISERIES
FROM U MY SWEETEST FRIEND
Saturday, August 11, 2007
BAcK Again......
It has been a long long time since I wrote my last blog. Today, amidst my busy schedule, I did find some time to write again. Yeh today I will write for me.. for my soul.
Pain prevails but happiness persists. In the deepest corner of my heart I have the abstract thing that we all possess. It's none other than love. Pure, eternal, divine..... But often people say I love this I love that inspite of the fact the nothing else is more loveable than himself/ herself.
The moon draws me to the darkest corner of the night. I elope from this world.. but is that really feasible.. surely its not.. so lets leave it apart. I sit at a ilent corner of my room and with a blank face I stare at the moon.
The rain drives me crazy. The rain drops make me cry with joy. It takes the poet out of me, the kid out of me. Mixed emotions???? Yes we all are a mere mixed bag stuffs. Satisfaction is guarented by the fact
Pain prevails but happiness persists. In the deepest corner of my heart I have the abstract thing that we all possess. It's none other than love. Pure, eternal, divine..... But often people say I love this I love that inspite of the fact the nothing else is more loveable than himself/ herself.
The moon draws me to the darkest corner of the night. I elope from this world.. but is that really feasible.. surely its not.. so lets leave it apart. I sit at a ilent corner of my room and with a blank face I stare at the moon.
The rain drives me crazy. The rain drops make me cry with joy. It takes the poet out of me, the kid out of me. Mixed emotions???? Yes we all are a mere mixed bag stuffs. Satisfaction is guarented by the fact
Friday, August 04, 2006
….AND THEY PART LIGHT YEARS AWAY
IN THIS CONFINED WORLD OF GADGETS
BOUNDARIES HAVE MERGED LEAVING NO SPACE
YOU SPEND 12 AND I 14 HRS IN OFFICE
WE LIVE WITH OUR HEARTS DISGRACE
WE SHARE OUR PHYSICAL NEEDS EACH DAY
WE LIVE LIKE THE FIRE AND THE ANT
WE FEEL THAT WE NEED TO RUN FROM THIS WORLD
WE TRY BUT WE JUST CAN’T
AMIDST THE DREAMWEAVERS WE FEEL LOST
THE NIGHT PASSES AND THE NOSES SNORE
ANOTHER DAY BEGINS IN HASTE
BOSSES, COLLEGEUES, CANTEEN, CORRIDOR
WHEN THE BRIGHT STARS GLOW IN YOUR EYES
I FEEL THE WORDS THAT I NEVER SAY
YOU & I MAY SLEEP FOREVER
BUT OUR HEARTS PART LIGHT YEARS AWAY.
BOUNDARIES HAVE MERGED LEAVING NO SPACE
YOU SPEND 12 AND I 14 HRS IN OFFICE
WE LIVE WITH OUR HEARTS DISGRACE
WE SHARE OUR PHYSICAL NEEDS EACH DAY
WE LIVE LIKE THE FIRE AND THE ANT
WE FEEL THAT WE NEED TO RUN FROM THIS WORLD
WE TRY BUT WE JUST CAN’T
AMIDST THE DREAMWEAVERS WE FEEL LOST
THE NIGHT PASSES AND THE NOSES SNORE
ANOTHER DAY BEGINS IN HASTE
BOSSES, COLLEGEUES, CANTEEN, CORRIDOR
WHEN THE BRIGHT STARS GLOW IN YOUR EYES
I FEEL THE WORDS THAT I NEVER SAY
YOU & I MAY SLEEP FOREVER
BUT OUR HEARTS PART LIGHT YEARS AWAY.
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Just like dAt
Revolt, the six letter word has immense power and can only be implemented if you have the power to believe in yourself. Faith is the keyword of success. In any sphere of life if you have faith and self-belief you are bound to reach the zenith. Yes, you are bound to succeed. Personal Relations also cling to these two words though there is a subsidized word constituting it. It is LOVE. Love always search for the above two. Devotion, dedication, commitment without hurting one can lead you to divine satisfaction in personal life. Relations break, hearts clamp, but life has to go on. Live, and while you live with a broken heart do remember :
Attachment turns to attraction
Thwart your attraction it turns to anger
Be angry and to make wrong decisions
All the above will lead to the missing of the life’s soul purpose.
Never be angry on anyone. Be angry, tell lies and take it for granted that you have lost someone. You have lost her relationship, love, caring, sharing and you have to miss her for life.
Attachment turns to attraction
Thwart your attraction it turns to anger
Be angry and to make wrong decisions
All the above will lead to the missing of the life’s soul purpose.
Never be angry on anyone. Be angry, tell lies and take it for granted that you have lost someone. You have lost her relationship, love, caring, sharing and you have to miss her for life.
Friday, May 26, 2006
LOVE
Love is the craziest thing that one does in his lifetime. Love and love blindly, love for life and ah! You will be dead. A company named dead man inc. is incorporated within your soul if you fail in the getting the love from the one who you love the most. Love takes tears out of eyes; it takes its toll along with time. But believe me it’s a heavenly feeling to be in love. Love demands a lot form you. It demands compromising, adjustment, sharing, caring and respect for your partner. Confined among friends and parents often people do ignore their lover and usually have to repent for life.
Love to me is the black world where you live without recognition. It is the darkest corner of your heart where you can safely keep your lover. It is the sweetest of memories that you ever live with. Love but do not hope for the same from the opposite. Believe that someday or the other she just cannot ignore you. She may scold you, she may misbehave with you but she never ever turns her face away for life.
Look ahead and never despair, god will help lovers no matter where.
Love life - do not sacrifice it for the sake of your love because that’s the sweetest gift that you have ever received.
Love to me is the black world where you live without recognition. It is the darkest corner of your heart where you can safely keep your lover. It is the sweetest of memories that you ever live with. Love but do not hope for the same from the opposite. Believe that someday or the other she just cannot ignore you. She may scold you, she may misbehave with you but she never ever turns her face away for life.
Look ahead and never despair, god will help lovers no matter where.
Love life - do not sacrifice it for the sake of your love because that’s the sweetest gift that you have ever received.
Sunday, May 21, 2006
Bl@cK
BLACK- the colour resembles the dark side of life. Life piled on life were all less whwn Ulysses was to handover his kingdom to Telemachus. So little can be done and so much remains undone. To be happy and make others happy, to smile and let others smile- yeh life thats what I owe to you. The blackboard is the prime source of our so called education. The white scratches that are drawn on the blackboard remains in the brain forever & ever. The darker side of human mind sends the most intelligent thoughts. Well love amidst all do find a dark place where the lovers are all alone. Abiding by the surrounding they speak, they laugh but deep within their heart ( the place which is hidden from others) they feel and feeel and feeeel for each other. Yes love doe grow in a place which is darker to outside world. The materialistic world surrounded by lights doesnt understand what darkness is. Creep into the night, into the galaxies and ah! you can find heaven.
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