Yesterday, while drinking beer with friends thoughts surfaced inside our minds that good bye to this place is mere 3 months away and we will be again packing our bags and beddings but only this time it wont meant for keeping them into the store room but to take them back to the place I hardly find as my home anymore. The only place where I feel safe, I feel happy, I feel to take inner horrors and fears out is the Room No-B2-118. Am I trying to over exaggerate the nostalgia which is all set to haunt and rape our minds? Frankly, I don’t know may be I am already inside its grip and being nomadic doesn’t look appreciable anymore.
Life has been a whore always fucking up with my mind by leaving in front of me a myriad of doors, by ejaculating confusions and doubts about the future be it when schooling came to an end or at present when curtains are about to close on the college show. At one side Kurt Cobain, Jimmy Hendrix and Osbourne telling to sell the world and sing for the moment while at the other corner identities like Steve Jobbs, Google brothers or even Ranvir Shourie depicting that the real success is so many miles away. An era will come to an end and every one of us who all converged to this place 4 years back will diverge again to the worlds of our fantasies and of our choices. However, after getting there only I can tell if I made the right choice. However, throwing parties for such dark and unpredictable lanes are still worth because after all chances of everyone sitting together will seldom come again.
Anyways Fuck it! I will have one more beer.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Super Cool Crap
Life has never been so boring as you can see by yourself that when people of my age get ready in the early morning to meet their friends or girl/boy friends and for the same wear brands like Reebok, Lee, Converse shoes etc I have just got up and after brushing I am writing this piece of super crap. It is super crap because I am still half asleep and I write crap when I am wide awake. Anyways from the Converse shoes I remembered that when I was in school then on the Saturdays I used to wear the shoes similar to these worth Rs300 and nobody liked the white P.T. shoes back then but boy oh boy now the young generation buy their red, blue color brothers like shit and which cost at least 900 INR and flaunt them like hell by displaying them in their albums on websites like orkut etc. Is it bad? Did I ever say that? I was just trying to tell you that we were much ahead in fashion and style than what the MNC’s think of us.
What a fucked up person? First thing in the morning he thought is shoes. Must be some sort of Gandhi follower saying videshi chodo desi apanao. Don’t worry I am just trying to kill some time and so are you by reading it so let us try to waste some precious time when we could have done something productive. Oh why should we do something productive because there are already enough people working their asses off and besides I am what I am. But my question to you is what are you? Are you the one who put earphones and carry your iPod in your hand to make others see it when you are not even getting a single word of the music or Are you the one who criticizes such people because you don’t have one or because the people around you don’t consider you cool enough with your CD player?
COOL. What is so cool about being cool? How does one become cool? Am I trying to become cool by writing such uncool things? Why someone must be cool or hot or cute or blah blah? Is being normal isn’t considered normal anymore? I mean yeah the way Roger Federer returns on a tennis court is cool but being carefree about matters like life, ditching people, drinking alcohol with bending backwards at a height is also cool? Speaking in English is really cool but in the native language what the hell are you speaking the other person just don’t get it. I don’t give a fuck to whatever you have written because my friends say I am cool the way I talk, the way I walk, the way I suck at work but the way I am good in bottoms up and again I AM WHAT I AM.
If it is so then why do you need people around you to tell that you are cool or why do you become whatever you are thinking what others around will think. Just be yourself. Oops this line Just be yourself is another cliché. Every time when there is something important about to happen in your life, the humans around you will say JUST BE YOURSELF. What the fuck? Was all this time I was somebody else. Anyways I won’t go any further otherwise my blog wont look cool so I will stop here. If I passed your time, made you think or the least wasted it then feel free to write in the comments below because that section of BlogSpot my friend is yours.
What a fucked up person? First thing in the morning he thought is shoes. Must be some sort of Gandhi follower saying videshi chodo desi apanao. Don’t worry I am just trying to kill some time and so are you by reading it so let us try to waste some precious time when we could have done something productive. Oh why should we do something productive because there are already enough people working their asses off and besides I am what I am. But my question to you is what are you? Are you the one who put earphones and carry your iPod in your hand to make others see it when you are not even getting a single word of the music or Are you the one who criticizes such people because you don’t have one or because the people around you don’t consider you cool enough with your CD player?
COOL. What is so cool about being cool? How does one become cool? Am I trying to become cool by writing such uncool things? Why someone must be cool or hot or cute or blah blah? Is being normal isn’t considered normal anymore? I mean yeah the way Roger Federer returns on a tennis court is cool but being carefree about matters like life, ditching people, drinking alcohol with bending backwards at a height is also cool? Speaking in English is really cool but in the native language what the hell are you speaking the other person just don’t get it. I don’t give a fuck to whatever you have written because my friends say I am cool the way I talk, the way I walk, the way I suck at work but the way I am good in bottoms up and again I AM WHAT I AM.
If it is so then why do you need people around you to tell that you are cool or why do you become whatever you are thinking what others around will think. Just be yourself. Oops this line Just be yourself is another cliché. Every time when there is something important about to happen in your life, the humans around you will say JUST BE YOURSELF. What the fuck? Was all this time I was somebody else. Anyways I won’t go any further otherwise my blog wont look cool so I will stop here. If I passed your time, made you think or the least wasted it then feel free to write in the comments below because that section of BlogSpot my friend is yours.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
For You
Last night was ours first together
Every barrier between us we shattered
In your warmth, I burned & rose like a phoenix
Inside you, my life got new meanings
Your love,your touch, your kiss on my face
Forever I want to be locked in your warm embrace
Your lips on mine spoke a thousand words
Which were to be felt and not just to be heard
I understood your faith and belief in me
I promise with anyone else I will never be
As again our bodies curls around each other
I realize there is no need to go anywhere and any further!
Every barrier between us we shattered
In your warmth, I burned & rose like a phoenix
Inside you, my life got new meanings
Your love,your touch, your kiss on my face
Forever I want to be locked in your warm embrace
Your lips on mine spoke a thousand words
Which were to be felt and not just to be heard
I understood your faith and belief in me
I promise with anyone else I will never be
As again our bodies curls around each other
I realize there is no need to go anywhere and any further!
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