Some day, I'd be more comfortable to voice my displeasure. That could well be the day when I'd be supremely sure of myself.
Also, I want to try pulling off the ditsy, bimbo-ettish look, someday, notwithstanding that I'd suck at it.
On a side note, I've often marveled, if not smirked, at the lack of *basic general knowledge* among my peers these days. Not meaning to say, I'm way smarter, or something along those lines, but then there are a few basic things that I believe everyone should know, if not more.
Also, I wish to know a person, a remarkable one, a kind of person, that would make me want to be like him/her/the other kind. 'Cause its been a long time, I've been duly impressed by a person, so astoundingly original.
I hope college doesn't disappoint me.
Most I know, seem to be having a very good time. I hope, I do too. Some like-minded people, will do.
Also, a day will be come, when the world will not suffer from very low self-esteem. I'd like that very much.
I think I'll leave you with a amazing song, or so I think.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Friday, June 24, 2011
The quota system royally humped me.
Yes, it did.
But I at least landed up in the second best college in the city.
So, I think, I'll quit whining now.
Also, a hot vada-pav will do, right now.
Kthnxbai!
But I at least landed up in the second best college in the city.
So, I think, I'll quit whining now.
Also, a hot vada-pav will do, right now.
Kthnxbai!
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Whining. true story.
I don't know, if crying over missed opportunities will help.
Yes, there will be talks of how awesome you are, and how you will ace it in the end. That's what they all say, that its the end that matters, but ask me, the interim does too.
Yes, ask me.
Yes, there will be talks of how awesome you are, and how you will ace it in the end. That's what they all say, that its the end that matters, but ask me, the interim does too.
Yes, ask me.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
You might defy them notions, but what can you do about it?
People may have their own reasons to keep to themselves.
Reasons that they will never divulge, least of all to me, and trust me, I'm fine with that.
The real deal starts when their so called isolation [strictly from me] begins almost suddenly. It creates many an awkward moment. Its almost like, at this one moment, you were close, and the next moment, he/she doesn't even choose to say "hie" to you on facebook chat. It leaves a small part of your brain trying to analyse the now-crept-in awkwardness forever, unless, you forget about his/her mere existence, whose chances are second to never. 'Cause, science plays a huge role in it, you see.
The proton, will never attract a proton.
The electron always will.
Its all about the whole notion of positive and negative, my friend.
And I'm the sexy proton.
Which of course, you didn't have to know.
Also, there will always be some, who have been consistently close to you, but will always make use of some little white lies, only to not let out what or who their real priorities are.
And, I will always be on the other side of the rules.
So, does that make you think that I'm intentionally letting myself feel victimized. Hell, no! I'm choosing to just go with the flow.
As clichéd as it may seem, I'm getting used to the number of changes around me. People, emotions, and priorities alike.
So I realized, over time, that going with whatever life seems to throw at you is the best bet. There will be a thousand complaints in the interim, but there will be no frustration, the lack of which, makes it a fairly nice deal.
Clearly, I've never stood by the rules I've made. Rules like not calling someone up, not confronting someone, not seeming desperate enough, have been duly taken and passed under the table.
My power of language notwithstanding, its an earnest effort for me to be awkward with anyone. The relationship, that always was, will always be, or so I think, only to be caught off guard [read: to be put off].
I'm apparently friendly, they say, but its just me, I'm awkwardly personal, weirdly interfering, and I don't remember the last time I treated two regular people in my life any differently.
I have my own notions, only that they are defied.
Contrary, much?
P. S. Also, pray for me, my admissions scare me sometime.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Noisy happy people crossing streets from side to side.........
..........And you stay, right where you stay.
P. S. The title of the post has been credited to the song above. Pray, listen to it.
Perhaps, the longing will gain numbness,
so will the sadness.
That heavy feeling in your heart,
will defy notions of forever,
but you stay,
right where you've always been.
You'll stay,
in all your numbness,
with the similar whiff of emotions around you.
You will stay.
'Cause crossing the street,
might bring back the pain, of being different, of being alone,
so, you..
Stay where you must.
Do not move, my love,
let the numbness be.
P. S. The title of the post has been credited to the song above. Pray, listen to it.
Saturday, June 4, 2011
'Cause voices will talk, and seem silent too.
Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again. Because a vision softly creeping, left its seeds while I was sleeping. And the vision that was planted in my brain, still remains.
Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone, narrow streets of cobblestone, neath the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp. When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of, a neon light, that split the night.
And touched the sound of silence.
I can hear her heart beat for a thousand miles
And the heavens open every time she smiles
And when I come to her thats where I belong
Yet Im running to her like a rivers song
She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love
She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love
Shes got a fine sense of humor when Im feeling low down
And when I come to her when the sun goes down
Take away my trouble, take away my grief
Take away my heart ache, in the night like a thief
I can hear her heart beat for a thousand miles
And the heavens open every time she smiles
And when I come to her thats where I belong
Yet Im running to her like a rivers song
She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love
She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love
Shes got a fine sense of humor when Im feeling low down
And when I come to her when the sun goes down
Take away my trouble, take away my grief
Take away my heart ache, in the night like a thief
They don't write like them anymore...
Thursday, June 2, 2011
'Cause sometimes, I can be over the moon, also under the blues.
So, some love has just poured in, and I feel good, again.
Shambhobi from Somewhere over the rainbow, Sam B lies [ quite a spirited writer this girl, good words, throw in some photography, and also a footballer!] and Shreya from Baawra Mann [lovely photos, some really nice words, all in all, a very pretty blog] just dropped an award on my lap.
This one...
Much love, people, much love. (:
I'm just experiencing some conflicting emotions of late, I'm just trying to understand some changing dimensions, that are going all mumble-shumble in my head. I think this is a part of having turned 18. Also admissions for graduation are on in full swing. I'l try posting some real thing soon.
Also, DSLR is happening, soon. (:
Stay happy, awesome people.
Shambhobi from Somewhere over the rainbow, Sam B lies [ quite a spirited writer this girl, good words, throw in some photography, and also a footballer!] and Shreya from Baawra Mann [lovely photos, some really nice words, all in all, a very pretty blog] just dropped an award on my lap.
This one...
Much love, people, much love. (:
I'm just experiencing some conflicting emotions of late, I'm just trying to understand some changing dimensions, that are going all mumble-shumble in my head. I think this is a part of having turned 18. Also admissions for graduation are on in full swing. I'l try posting some real thing soon.
Also, DSLR is happening, soon. (:
Stay happy, awesome people.
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