Archive for May, 2008

Draft

May 16, 2008 at 1:46 am · Filed under Uncategorized ·Tagged

When the unfathomable creeps into the living reality, there is bliss that is attained which more than often is beyond comprehension. The complex tasks of the minute everyday existence don’t seem so anymore. It is perhaps like a song that plays on repeat all day.

It is when you lose the ability to often make complete sense. Or for that matter, give up on writing irrelevant posts. Or give up lying around, uselessly. And give your new found living more than mere meaning. Or boxing it with more than what you can already try and fit in.

It is when time flies. Days fly into weeks. I will end it in weeks, for that’s what it is so far.

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Blue Line Poetry

May 14, 2008 at 8:43 pm · Filed under Measly Attempts at Poetry

In the dark I often see,

A vague picture of you and me.

Maybe you’re trying to say something,

Perhaps, it just seems to be.

I try and read your mind,

Interfere in the thought within.

The waves counter the grind,

Instead, you do it hidden.

I fear the act of this.

Do I know you from before?

I realize while we kiss.

You’re that bloody ghost from next door.

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Doink. I still hate titles.

May 12, 2008 at 5:49 pm · Filed under Days Of Our Lives, Hmmmmm...., Random, Rant, Retarted Musings..., Vema Ventures, Wander wonder

  • I’ve been craving loneliness lately. The fact that I want to come home to an empty house. Even if it is, just to blare some loud music and sleep. I don’t want the presence of human contact in the vicinity. I don’t give a fuck about a lot of things anymore. Not that I ever did, but I’ve distanced myself even more.
  • I love my new sound system. Of course, I do. In the last nineteen years, THIS is what I’ve always wanted. Paying out of my own pocket too.
  • I’ve found motivation for my goals in the long run. But I think my short term ones have dwindled. Like, right now this minute, I know I have a list of things to finish, but I’m confused about what to begin with. Which isn’t quite like me. I can’t even write anymore.
  • It’s often strange how people don’t realize how much truth any of their random statements actually might contain. It’s eerie. It’s about lending others a perception you perhaps don’t want them to deem. There is nothing much one can do about it though. You have perhaps directed the conversation yourself. Even if you didn’t want to.
  • My obsessions:

Design.
Reading.
Music.
Sports.
Travel.
Him.

Die, motherfucka! Die!

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May Day

May 5, 2008 at 11:19 pm · Filed under Days Of Our Lives, Hmmmmm...., Random, Rant, Retarted Musings..., Sant Frustoo, Vema Ventures, Wander wonder

I have a fascination for Indian Toys. And I was more than thoroughly disappointed with that whatever we bought at Janpath. Otherwise of course, it was an awesome day. Horrible exam to begin with. The second one didn’t quite go all that well either. Then again, a lot can make up for things like that, you know. It’s almost the end of the semester, and damn, it’s almost time the grades will be out soon. That is what will judge this semester for me. THIS semester. The previous weren’t quite what I cared about. This again has been a semester of sorts. I think I’ve learnt to be more honest with myself.

I can’t go on.

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