Vanish Into Oblivion
June 15, 2009
The Knot
It has been a week since I had “THE KNOT” tied. Officially I take in a new last name of the person whom I will be sharing an eternal relationship. Connecting myself with the new ambience I am gradually plummeting into the role that I will maneuver. Having lived a self absorbed slipshod life for the past 4 years, time has now taken a toll for a turnover for me to be the meticulous grafter who implants and restores when needed. Watching the world scurry through time where life any minute is capricious, I believe my lucky stars will conspire to focus on my new expedition ahead.
March 14, 2009
Wish
Picture perfect it’s in my head
All the years gone by me and am lying on my bed
Wonder if my past could little longer last.
There were Times when I have no big choices to make,
And there were times when I never live for others sake
It’s true that I know that when reality strikes
I have to let go my past to welcome my new life.
Taxi’s honking outside my door
I walk out leaving traces of my memories all behind
Sadly loneliness is my shoulder to cry on.
Strange it is the feeling that turns into healing
Tears that were rolling were to wash and start fresh
Yes it is true that I know life is full of surprises
I have to let go of my past cause its my own ride
Wish I had to never grow up
Wish things turn back and sometimes never show up
But all comes to an end and all I want to say is that
I wish for the better
October 23, 2008
My mind gravitates toward anniversaries. Five years ago today, I barely had thoughts about leaving my country for higher studies. Most times, I loved it. Today, I despise it. Nothing about life today even remotely resembles the life I was living at that point. Maybe that’s a good thing. Maybe it isn’t. All I had is one simple goal in mind when I walked out of my apartment door -distraction. Just to get my mind off of everything. Disappear into the world for a while. (That sounds like three goals, but I think they all fall under the same umbrella.).
October 5, 2008
Guitar heroes
“Better late than never” laks and I were resolute to give it our shot in fitting ourselves with a horde of amateur guitarists. The kick start was almost a fistic struggle with grimaces on pains, hardened finger tips, and frustrations on strumming the same strings one by one every day. The raucous noises when striking the wrong chords and the giggles with the missing note is yet the fun part of our learning curve. Well the first step is taken . Lets keep our vatic hopes of becoming the guitar heroes animate
October 3, 2008
Q & A's
Its Friday evening and all i wanted to do is blog answers to random questions that came up in my mind . Here it goes...Q. Under what conditions can you have the perfect nap?
A. Late afternoon, early summer, not too hot yet, windows open but curtains drawn, so the bedroom gets that irresistible dark buttery glow. Collapsing into my perfectly broken-in bed wearing a tank top immediately after a cool, cleansing shower. Not that I’ve given this much thought.
Q. Under what conditions can you let most of your guard down?
A. My guard hasn’t had a “down” option since I was 16.
Q. Under what conditions can you do your best writing?
A. Very sad, dark, lonely, emotional nights. Usually, there is rain involved.
Q. Under what conditions would you give away everything you own?
A. It used to be that one man need say one word, and I would have dropped it all in a heartbeat. Except my cat. I can now say that this has evolved into nothing short of dire financial disaster. Still, I’m not much attached to “things.” People and pets are much more important.
Labels: Queries in my mind
August 20, 2008
Leverage
For me it has spawned a previously unrealized interest in digging some thoughts on how influencing works. Of course I agree that it is an art to sustain millions of eyes lay upon you, spellbound by your presence, like the fairy dust sprinkled to keep all mesmerized. Be it beauty or trait, pretense or articulate portrayal of Leninism. The dominance is always red carpet welcomed. On the contrary the weaker is the prey, reluctantly enticed, helplessly fraught with deceit doing injustice to themselves.Feeling momentous is what everyone wants or we ought to think that way but it is quite harrowing that some choose a life of servitude for the betterment of their own. Man made theories and philosophies on human behavior are far fetched and unreal at times but will always remain a tale of epic proportions. Since it’s a two sided coin story, I end up with no conclusion to this blog leaving it to reader’s visionLabels: Random thoughts
