feelingSs

2010-09-13T02:38:00.000-07:00

2010-05-30T12:30:00.000-07:00

Not a perfect person, many things i wish but dint do.
Follow to learn but not to afford.
I never meant to do those things to you, so have few things before i go.
I know i hurt you so badly,Sorry grows but not to enough.
Something i will live with now everyday.
Wish i could catch all your tears broken on me.
The changes i am now used to be, is not fake and made.

kissing sky in the heaven..

2010-05-23T04:56:00.000-07:00

2010-03-20T02:06:00.000-07:00

Eyes on truth and dreams on prayer.
Nothing goes unpaid, if clear and bright in us.
Go long but not down. Best is in us if spark is not at stake.
Many knows but only few thinks.
Death escalates if hope rot in the ground.

2010-02-16T22:04:00.000-08:00

..i've handful of blue and only for you..
..you got somethings in your eyes and i kn' it won't escape out where ever i go..
..fiction z again running over again..n im running for a perfect place..i wznt real what u wantd..
..since i met, i'm nomore of me..
..d things throatlin me is what i've blossmed since i'm wt u..
..ur one smile brings back ma life again and again..thou v r far away..
..in ur eyes, i see a small world of mine..
..reasons gone, season comes..wat stay wt me long z a shin

..i saw u covered in a gifted rose, tried hard to talk you..but i was remained silent, may be i am all indifferent when it returns to me..airwaves storming me into the bow of yours..

Every petals was handpicked to sooth you..to leave you in the memory of unended smile..

I got so much of me with you..bt worst could be if i wake up without you..

You, your luggage and journey.

2009-12-16T18:32:00.000-08:00

.i am heading towards Deoria, a place of uncommon behavior, though i am not *acquaint* of this place and language but one must not get enough to enjoy with language.

Carrying luggage while traveling is not best episode of my life and same goes here also. Cant we have wireless loop designed for carrying luggage like sending text message to your friends. It sounds good, send your whole luggage like a text message and receive where ever you want it. But when you are traveling under the moon then might be your luggage will serve you good in exchange.
I am among few passengers in this bus running in this dark shadow. Here i could best use of my luggage by employing them below my head and can take rest through my chest. Occupy whole length of seat but please dont argue if you dint get. Make space and place your luggage near your head. Take right turn and fold your legs apart and pocket your left hand in your trouser while right hand inbetween your head and luggage. But dont play smart here with your fingers in your pocket. Hehehe. Though you can do it but take enough care if some one not spy on you.
This is how you better use of your luggage until you could send it like text messages.
I am about to reach Basti. Hord of sugarcane filled t rallies crushing our way. Hope this sugarcane will reach sugar factory soon and will ease the raised sugar prices.
Driver shaking his head on his own songs and i am the only one alive member other than him. I guess he is not delivered smoothly and so he is driving with such a bad move. Hope he is not as bad as his driving while getting on his wife and stairing towards torned bed sheet.

You, me and the rain..oO.

2009-11-09T10:19:00.000-08:00

..a search begun, shredding me down to faded journey, but nothing goes unpaid, if not punished, and hence you appeared and suspend this faded journey in your eyes..
..what was occupied in the throttle for us had been unfair to conclude but it was true that both were spell bound to travel to its end..
..time had lost its wings, and we both lost our way, a little blue was cropping on our way and rooting us into the deep blow..
Both were instigating to reach to some way and however a little doubt was mounting on her cheeks..
..finally a day came and knocked me hard. Felt like dribbled out of alcohol and could only recall her number. But things would not come so easy..
..this day is still stake at top and had laid down the foundation stone of this UNINTENDED JOURNEY..another hardcore experience was going to blow me up and actually had put the granule of this sweet love story..
..i dont want to witness walk away, if, i will prefer to die tonight. It could be anyone but not in this life..
..kiss me if you wont forget and then close your eyes and hide within me..
..i could not take any more without you. I just want to know to find out the reasons to love me and trust me but i don't want you to be your another painful reason. This is how you should not remind me..
..we are here together, I should never let you go, never let you leave. Love is on my top, I will capture you and your gleam and will preserve all for the later. ..hoping you are catching every words escaping at you..
Its starts with nothing but look at what we have to loose now. I had to go so far to loose it all..
..when I dream, dream to miss you, i get sacred. i don't want to miss you even when i am empty..
..you and your conviction knocking me again and again..on next door, and on next moment i just find you and your resemble. Holding you till my last breath. Can you hear me,can you feel me,

You and your memories become habit and old habit die hard. I can never leave you alone. This one just came this way..
..A blow at my stay with you. A silent whisper make me high. A drop in your eyes flood storm to my empty brain. You and your detailed conviction make me strong in my loose. I am at place within you, on you and for you. You invaded me inside of you and i am, in no way, apart from you..
..a fallen emotions may be caught, A deep trust may be broken but now all seems impossible to me to be occurred. Sunday was never had so much waits and monday never had so much fun and but all happens with you only..
..i love you and will always love you..

Intrusive moments of togetherness..oO.

2009-05-04T16:13:00.000-07:00

..let's go..will enjoy and have fun too..
i don't want to witness walk away because here we put the things all together..

..i will make you special..will turn on your feet and we will experience the intrusive moments of togetherness..
..dress up ma color..
..let's forget everything for a while in the shades of ma arm and capture the moments of craziness..
..just be my words, did my words not come out right..
..i never ever leave you with bad memories..trust me..i will douse every moment of your's with fresh life, everyday in everyway..
..take ma hands, take ma life..take off every stress to me and i will make it up everything for you..never let you regret for choosing me over others..
..without you, ma life will turn to ash..and i can see the pain of "i cant live without you"..
..When you come down flaunting with your never ending smile, leaves me weak in the knees..
..hold me, take me deep, did you ever meet this..
..your disdain replying to my question make me dead everytime..
..i am smitten by your charm and the beauty which resides within you which i have realized..
..i offered you ma life, see now, how i am dead in your hand..

..what i need is just a tender touch of your hand..

Living on a prayer..oO.

2009-04-21T17:43:00.000-07:00

I was about to call off for a day..

Shrugging off to stress..and ending a day with leaving a blazing sun heading me towards next day..
Hitting the corner takes skill, if somebody lacks it, one needs to hone it before doing it..but i am so perfect that sometime i need to offload some of it to leverage the competition..
Unspoken words is all dawning from subdued lost love..memories gone and hang on to get dried..and now it's hard to get in the door of emotions..I know, it wants to convey an eternal meaning but now i don't want to be enough to make it out..
A week ago, i was happy and relaxed..and now more than that..something is sprouting in my mind..crawling me, dragging me to knee down..but it doesn't know about "it's me "..
I can hear a voice of blob..voice of pain and noise..all coming from those who want me where i was standstill, a week ago..

Live and fuck..
And, fuck and live..

Both seems same but how deep they could be..no one can experienced it until and unless one's instinct allows to digs in it..
Upto now i can't make much sense out of it because still i'm trying to make it up for me..
Belief and knowledge have abducted me since beginning..Beliefs, knowledge, like ideals, are escapes from the fact which i never bothered..cultural parents had kept it safe for me but soon they realized about "it's me"..and often i have been caught in unfair do's and fair don't..
Glory of lost love washed away, belief and knowledge have been broken, new realm has begun to welcome me on my way to my life..
I never regret what i have lost and what i dint get..every lost is here to make a new sensation in my life..
If i am on my way..
If i don't regret..
If i could offload some skill..
If i have understood the belief and knowledge puked by cultural parents..
Then..
Most probably i am better than before..
And this is how i am living on a prayer..

Now i am off to sleep for beautiful ending of next day..
Leading in a dawn..
Spring me up to dance..

Note : here "live" stands to "think" and "fuck" stands to "do"

F.R.I.E.N.D.S.

2009-03-29T04:27:00.000-07:00

When life went off to speak..oO.

2009-03-26T07:57:00.000-07:00

Buon giorno..!

It wasn't on my card but as discussion goes on and on..and then i finished it counting my cows..it was really a fun when unknowingly you are going to end a day with such a stuff filled experiance of how and when life goes off to speak..

I was trying hard to find something to kill my time and hence pour down in smartbuy magazine..and one of my closed friend entered in my room and shoot me with a question about Porsche Gran Tourismo's top speed..but he dint know that i am also reading the same..so without puzzling him, i asked him to bet on bullets..so i asked him loser will go off to speak until unless other one din't grant permission..and what more, i finished this bet counting my cows..
After some time, i decided to take him out so that i could pull him in cow's leftover but really he was rigid enough..we were walkin near Chai Shop..and the only work he has was to bluss at every known faces b'coz he couldn't speak..we reached to shop and were siping tea..i was quite enjoying his missing material element and was more into pulling his leg..inbetween he asked me to leak the showers but it dint mention in our bet..but as he went away to leak, i was quite enjoying the moment..
Hitting the corner correctly takes skill, though he lacks it but he was enough to apply his down-force to keep them from lifting off the ground..
As i went much into this experiance, i decided to go to some unknown place so that no one can recognise us as now i was the part of loosing bet and so i also went off to speak..we took auto instead of taxi to make most out of this experiance..now we were talking in sms or phone's notes..he places himself next to driver while i was at back with a good looking girl, next to me, fumbling over her cell phone..she was right to start with..so i simply typed some address in my note..keep it in front of her eyes..at first, she was shocked but when reads my notes..she shown her sympathy and through out at the end she was assisting me and become like me, i mean she was also mutly answering my all known question..finally we step out of auto and she took us to some safe place..and then she calls a taxi and ask driver to drop at some particular place..and then she goes blur..
I stopped taxi and get down, moved to near chaishop..

To be Contd..(draft)
Hmm..

Wish that never ends..oO.

2009-03-16T06:47:00.000-07:00

"Somewhere around the world..
May be i'm celebrating togetherness at whitsunday islands, australia..
Gasping at awe-inspiring sceneries in the midst of nature..
Shaking legs on salsa..
Sky dining with mild music on..
I'm about to uncover her in a hot balloon ride"

Get up son..
It's enough for now.. Get up now otherwise you will be late for your school..

And again fun of my nightmare comes to an end..

like early days of your life, you could hate going school but when glory of childhood reaches to its saturation..then you start loving the same weird school and so how you get enclosed with deep-driving memories of it..
And then few words escape out of your mind..WISH THAT NEVER ENDS..

When picnics had no more glitters though dad realised it later..

When eagerness had only meaning is to see what's there beyond covered skin..

When waiting for a bell to sound was only meant to talk wild to the most peevish creature on this planet..

When school canteen was the only place to read your fantancies..

When back bench in a lecture hall was only known for playing with your string..

When droping pen and then dig in to explore the depth was most often in the lecture hall..

When girls were more astute than boys in exchanging papers during exams..

When much of engrossment was quantified over a girl who was sitting next to you rather than to a lecture..

When beauty resides outside rather than inside..

When lunch time was the only time to discover your wild passion..

When school trips and treking camps were only few things on the card to go out and connect with outside world..

When expressing love was how much lies you could count on..

When ditching a girl meant you just need a change..

When boys restroom was the place where name of every hot girl was dappled all over on a wall..

When the only color of life was pink..while others were odourless..

When expectation was build up on your score in examination while broken at your friend's score..

When playing basketball was about to see when girls will jump up and hunt for net..

When getting socialised meant your's dad friend must know about you rather than you know about them..

This is just something of about my school days..and WISH THAT NEVER ENDS..

We grown up..many of them disappeared in the hord while few got close to each other..and become friends for forever..

Takka, Ria, Rohan, Raj, Harshu and Sud are few who were the part of my hugger-mugger life and still they are in my recent calls list in my phone..

To be contd..

Inseparable, eternal, alacrity, unborn to city of joy...

2009-02-23T20:36:00.000-08:00

So should i quit...oO.

2009-01-01T15:04:00.001-08:00

I've so many reasons to booze...and so should i quit it...

just kiding...

"I've never been drunk but often i've been overserved...!!"

"I'm not addicted to alcohol...but i don't know if alcohol does..!!"

"One drink is enough to shake me, the only problem, i can't remember it's my 13th or 14th..!!"

"When i read about the evils of drinking...i gave up reading...!!"

"After drinking i can better gauge the people as good or bad...otherwise i will always remain confused about them...!!"

"I give fuck'n 10% of my hefty salary to maid..so i deserve her to work more for me...!! (don't think what you are thinking about)"

"This is the way to reach my lost buddies...!!"

"Sometimes i can't abuse someone creepy around me...i get loaded, it will make my way a lot easiear...now i've an excuse if he was badly hurted...!!"

"Life isn't weird, it's just the people, who don't drink in it...so i don't want to be among them...!!"

"I love the people who drink...atleast they have something to blaim everything on...so i do...!!"

"Alcohol may not solve my problems, but neither will water or milk...!!"

"I went on a diet, shore off drinking and heavy eating, and in fourteen days, i had lost exactly two weeks...!!"

"I always find everything close to me...either its because of google or alcohol...!!"

So pick up one for you and stay happy...

The day when i felt like i'm gone....oO.

2008-12-27T10:25:00.000-08:00

This is not that i was in traumatic situation and waiting in the queue for my chance at the doorstep of hell...
Perhaps in few occassion, i find myself occupied in "i'm gone" like situation but not to this extent...

A moment which brings smile...
A moment which catches my lost breath...
A moment which make me dead sometime...

This is something, when you will have a sweet pain in your heart and you keep on saying keep it up to yourself with a confused smile...

This is a moment where i get stucked in and can't get out...even i don't wish to come out as it gives me a gleam of "the day when i felt like i'm gone"

2nd June 2007, Shopper's stop : i had come early 2 finish the schduled PICS (Technical jargon)...so i was carrying my work with a brand staff, seductive but yet irritating...after finishing my PICS, i got engaged in my other stuffs...but as time was passing by, my beats were getting sound...a girl, who was going to be my everything, had come with one of her closed friend...both were standing pretty close to me...i knew i did some thing wrong...her friend had come with a killer intention...
It was nothing rather a misunderstanding between us...as it was just the begining of our relationship and so she was badly hurted by me...
Her friend told me all about it and then ran away...we were alone there...and after that whatever have had happened between us...is deep within my head...
We had not spoken a single word to each other untill she left...
I could speak through her eyes...
I could hear her cracked innervoice which was going in her head...
I could peep through her eyes that how deep i reside within her...
I could see her blind trust in me...
I could feel how fast she was breathing...
I could feel how much she had been hurted by me...

I was so touched because i could see the fear of losing the lost thing(me) in her eyes...
I could see how special i'm for her...

This was the time when love was knocking at doorbay of my heart...albeit it had been knocking for quite some time but i was the one who din't hear it well...it might be the analog gaping between two same frequencies...just kiding...

I was almost paralised...
I couldn't speak...
I couldn't move...
My vocal pipe was badly threaten by and hence chocked...
My brain was throwing questions over questions while some of them returning unanswered...and who cares about unanswered when this is "the day when i felt like i'm gone"...

As an individual, i literally hate the word love...because the word love has been victimised by love itself...because love is an expression of happiness and abundance rather than pain, noise or scream...
Whenever i feel low...i start recalling the pal which was poured deeply into my blood, flesh and soul...and everytime it reverts me with a smile because i was not the victim of love rather i was gifted...

We tried hard to become one but as every story doesn't have a happy ending...

But i'm happy because i was special for her...
So whenever i feel low or broken...i just go back and wish to get doused with "the day when i felt like i'm gone"...

Snow cover dream to bed of roses...oO.

2008-12-26T15:33:00.000-08:00

..I came from blue..was in dark..
come and doused to mug..
bow the beach..
swing to music..
as i want you to be..
so don't go little so soon..

..You give yourself away..

memories have disappeared in the gleam..
see the stones in your eyes..

..Don't spring me to cry round the reasons that have died..
there were no way unless it wasn't yours..
do not speak to me about life, colors and sanicity..

..I hate recalling how you said all and what you are now..
it was so young but all dead now..

..Hold me and feel the fierce of dead skin..
so better stop me and ease the pain tonight..

..I've hours but only lonely..
my love was virgin and still blind..

..Wake up and dig inside you..
and still can't speak to me..
now, see how most of us died alone..

..You are dead now behind your blue eyes..

..oO.

A morning with gleam on faces....oO.

2008-12-26T11:06:00.001-08:00

Albeit human faces are always subject of my engrossment...
Their manipulated emotions and uncalculated thoughts always push me to think....

It's 5:13 am in the morning...

After finishing sigmund's interpretation of dreams, i tried hard to take a wink of sleep with my all new pillow but only new pillow can't bring dreams...is it so...

So i thought its better to take a morning walk...after all i deserve to be fit...
As I'm walking down to cigiratte shop with a lost hope as it is still closed and will be opened after 6:00 am...i plugin my headphone and start waving with U2..."if god will send his angels..."
As i'm moving towards cigiratte shop...i could see few faces around me...all they are chasing for something in thier life....

Some of them are old ageing scrap of society...(it was hitler who said them scrap but i dint mean that)...i know they are feeling proud of me as i'm the only one in my age group who is trying to chase their feets while their sons and daughters are still flipping on their beds...may be i'm getting blessings in their mind...wow...even i remember a day when one of such scrap had stopped me and adviced me to avoid smoking in the morning...i was lisening to him because he was happy that i was the only one among my age group who seems to follow the nature like them...huh...misconception followed by good advice...though god bless him...

Leave it...

While some faces are like, as i can see, obliged to pull out of their beds...they are weaker section of our political damaged society....they wake up early in the morning and sheafed in a nearby fish market....they carry fishes in a pot on their junked bicycles...

Oh gosh!...i don't know two different faces, one is striving against good health when they know that they can't live anymore as they already running into their 60's...while other face is striving against food as if they wouldn't have come so early, they can't arrange food for the evening....but all they seem free, relaxed and chanting with thier peers...i don't know its a fake or manipulated emotions on their face or its a sculpture of god...but god bless them all...they are not scrap but have put into the scrap...

After half an hour...i reach to cigiratte shop...

Two faces are still blogging me deep beneath of my skin...one is scrap while other one has put into scrap...

So moving further to add more faces to my morning...i asked the shopkeeper, named dablu (W) , "why you do open your shop early morning"...but his face was going to be one among 2nd face of my morning till i heard this "bhaiya...nothing speacial but other used to open by this time so i need to open too"...

Great...Don't you think so two faces were enough to crawl me...
But he is the third face of my morning...this face doesn't bother about health or money...he bothers about "how he could damage the financial health of other's shop" i.e. it might be he bothers what other wish to bother...

Till now three different gleam on faces are enough to think about...their emotions, beheaviour, reactions are all different from each other...

It's now 6:38 am...good morning to all of you with a blob of blessings...what a great day it is going to be for every one...

Now i'm moving towards a small park with a hope to catch some more faces...
Wait...wait...i dint know great day would come so fast for me...
Two babes are coming by...i know one of them as she is joe's crush or lust...i don't know why they have come and can't even ask them albeit i belong to male dominant country...so i give a fuck to this dominancy where i can't ask such a simple question to most peevish creature (he he he)...its another issue that they can come at any time to ask anything and they are welcome with open arms...
I doubt whether i'm living in a male dominant society or female dominant...and who says women needs empowerment...
Leave it here...

And better to say to myself "...as i'm the only one to look at them...but i'm not in mood at all...so will catch you some other day"...now it sounds good...he he he...

Inbetween where i was....
Now i moved into the park...i thrown my eyeballs to catch any vacant seat if available in the park...as most of them have already been occupied by the 1st face of my morning, scrap of the society or senior citizens, but they deserve it first becausd they will make to heaven first...(god bless them)...
But atlast i managed to place my gentle ass somewhere on the woody seat...thanx...

Fourth face of my morning could be these kids who are playing gentlemen's game i.e. Cricket...i can feel the carefree feeling of them...but to make a honest attempt to make them fourth face of my morning...i have to check out if anybody of them is free...i found one of them who was giving guard to the boundary like army does in LOC...

Sorry guys i was busy in talkin to him...he is subro (hope i spell it right)...he is in 5th standard...i asked him "what made you to wake up so early in the morning...can't you play in evening?"...
before i could finish my question...he smiled at me but i blushed at him...then he replied "dada, i hardly get time in evening...i gota terrible schedule starts with school followed by tuition and homework...and ends with punishment by papa..."...i was not shocked as i was like him in my school days...but never get punished leaving few exceptions....

Oh jesus...four different gleams, four different faces and four different reactions...
1st face strives for life when they know they are about to rot in ground, 2nd face strives for living, 3rd face strives because his openent wishes to struggle while 4th face strives for their own time...

1st and 4th face of my morning have something in common...

1st is of old age while 4th one is of new age...

1st face is after life which they are about to loose while 4th face is after capitalizing their own time...

Inboth facets they are running out of time and most bother too...i don't know whether they are happy or peeping in their own life which they are loosing...interesting...

Let's move further...

As of now...its 7:35 am in the morning...
Subdued light from the glowing star called sun is getting brighter and starts simmering all over the corner...
Few taxies have returned to taxi stand to add tons of carbon to this lovely place...
Kids are on the way to school...may be they will come up with a solution to political damaged society because still there are few kids who just can't attend the schools as they are product of 2nd face of my morning...
I guess babes have also gone back...the reason would be i wasn't interested in their tempted look up...
The main road is getting crowded now...
1st and 2nd face of my morning enjoyin sips of tea with indian pizza(samosa)...

Wait...wait...take a break...
I went through different faces in this morning but where i was among them....how i can corelate with any of them...
Its enough now....i guess its enough for a day....
Feeling sleepy now...
Its 8:15 am...
Good night and sweet dreams...

What is love...oO.

2008-12-23T03:58:00.001-08:00

GoOd question but not yet answerable specialy for boys...

Most probably this question has been poked in your mind manytimes by your girl...and everytime you just left with no words to express it for your love...

Even i'm not the exception...

And manytimes i have encountered with the same question...and everytime i boot and reboot myself to find expression within my words...but it never worked for me...

It was just an another day in Shoppers's Stop...after finishing my work in advance...i decided to spend some time with my girl...So i picked her up from her office and both went to juhu beach...

After an hour, i realized that this day is going to be like just another day...so just to push her, i asked her the same question i.e what is love??...and then the way she expressed herself, it made me to think about "is she a younger sister of venus(goddess of love)"...Can you feel what i was feeling at that particular moment...
I knew i did a big mistake asking this question as she gonna get back to me with the same question...they love killing their boys asking this blood squeezed question "what is love?"...
But i don't know what have had happened to me...so i would like to share with you guys what i have had answered her that made me so special to her and we ended up that day with one of the memorable pal of our time...

My answer to my love :

For me love is : witout disturbing you, i will wake up a little early in the morning...will rush to bathroom and will finish my newspaper session there to avoid any conflicts...
For me love is : i will open the door and while cleanin last nite shit inbetween my teethes, i will try to catch your image in the mirror because you look like an angel, yawning around, flipping left to right and right to left sometime, your eyes give me a reason to think and then a smile, charm on your face give me a reason not to let it blur...you are such a sweet heart...
For me love is : still...i won't disturb you and will move to the kitchen...will try to make breakfast for you...i know it won't be as good as you can make but i know you will love it...inbetween i often come to see you yawning...
For me love is : to let u wake up by giving you a gentle kiss on your forehead for filling my life with colors of yours...and a kiss on your honey lips for my love...and will bring the breakfast close to you...
For me love is : missing you through out the office hours..and keep on buzzing you...
For me love is : will busy in scheduling during lunch time about what we will do and where we will go after day's off...
For me love is : i will make everyday a brand new day as everyday can't be made special...but i can promise you that every weekend must be special....
For me love is : stairing at babes to make you jealous...but in the same breath i will never leave a chance to show how special you are for me (in the evening time)...
For me love is : saying you now its time to get back to home otherwise we will get late for the office in the morning"...
For me love is : ending the day with pleasant talk and with your hard knock...

Last few words...

"i don't know what is love and what is life, but my day starts with you and ends at you...oops!...again i did a mistake as i dint count the nights...."
"I know anyone can make you happy but i can bet not more than me because...i can listen your crap for long and long without saying any crap...i will love the way which you love even it irritates me sometime..."

uff....

No, Its not me...oO.

2008-07-04T21:59:00.000-07:00

(when one is surrounded by the group of good friends but later he has been asked to get changed)

I'm the reflection of what you wanted to see in me..
No, its not me...

I'm lost, exhausted..
I have so many friends but don't find place to rest..
But now I'm happy because you think i'm happy..
No, its not me......(1)

Go away,
Do not try to take goodness of me...
But leave it,
As now this goodness doesn't belongs to me...
No, its not me...(2)

I was one among you. Neither I lost to you nor you lost to me..
But now i lost to me...
No, its not me...(3)

You walked into my shoes, but never understands me..i know u always love me..
But now i don't love me..
No, its not me...(4)

Some times I think why I don't love me, why I'm lost to me and why this goodness doesn't belongs to me...
and every time I come up with "nO, iTz nOt mE"

I don't know..
how i got this way,
when i know it's not mine..

But now I'm consumed, out of trash..
Open to new world and ready to part again...

Now its me but don't ask me to come again..
cOz iTz mE....

Meaningless memories....oO.

2008-07-04T21:32:00.000-07:00

(This is some one who has chosen wrong way on his own..he knew it that it gonna pain him until he died but he has chosen..)

Most of the time, we choose what is right for us and leave the wrong...

But rarely in our life, we knowingly choose wrong way.
Even we knew, it invades us to scream, suffer and we can't save our breath
and don't know how we consume it..
we know, we don't find any hand their...
And we just let our closet buddies to squeak..

But such wrong ways will become meaningless memories of our life and will last with us till every drop of our blood squeezed and get absorbed to the ground..

Just remember "nothing is good and nothing is wrong, its all about your perception how you see the things..."

And so please don't traduce such people for your squeak..
Don't let them away as they already suffered their situation...
Let them retrieve as he lost him and apologized in the same breath...

Let them speak and bleed...

This is ma time again....oO.

2008-07-04T16:30:00.001-07:00

July 2007, Shopper's Stop :

I was undergoing ma 6 months internship at shopper's stop..I can't just skip this month of July...as
I was dragged in love and thrown out in love..
I was appreciated and screwed up in ma profession..
I was introduced to this world and wish i will die in this time..
I reached to top but trembled down to bottom..
Just thanx to god for letting me such a great experience of life..
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This is ma time again....

The time that flashes every time,
just pretending all goods happen in this time!!

I had fallen in love,
i had thrown out in love!!

I was appreciated,
And i was traduced in the same breath!!

I had introduced to this beautiful world,
And who knows i will rot in this time!!

I was confident,
but i tried hard to trust me!!

I knew who knows me,
but i was become unknown to everyone!!

I catch up ma breath,
but i was screaming, bleeding and fainting all in a way!!

I was cherished,
but i was beaten and broken!!

That was so clear and i can look through at me!!

I was about to break and needed a room to breath!!

Now i'm again introducing to this world,
i'm gaining, consuming and retrieving..
And hope this time will knock me again...