The dog days are over.

Everybody's settling down. Some moving in, some moving out. Some getting married and some getting new jobs. It looks like everybody around is reaching that stage of life, together. At one go, the tables turn. Who knew getting out of college meant jumping into another roller coaster? We all did.

And still, it catches you by surprise one day when you are sitting idle, getting some time with yourself. Gone were the days where meeting friends was an everyday habit in college. No more mid day offs to laze at some homely cafe. Everybody's busy settling down. They may call it work, meetings or just stay at home time, but in the end, we are all getting in sync with the life we are about to live. It makes 6 years from now feel so close by. So natural and obvious. 

Done are those crazy teenage years where a crush seemed like forever, gone is the student life where a notebook was an essential part of your life. Everybody had their last page conversations and stories, too bad you can't have that on your blackberry. 

I guess its good to have memories to reminisce over. But it's also good to take a step back at look at the present. We may not be happy with everything we've done, with the day, with the work, with the people around us. But when you come back home and take a deep breath, talk to that person who makes you smile, you realize - we did okay.

For as long as we are happy, we did good.

Cheers!

The feeling of dance.

The beats, the foot tapping, the choreographed synchrony, the rush of adrenalin, the feeling of letting go – All in what one can call Dance and movement.

Dance and movement connects the body and soul. Just close your eyes and sway to your favourite song, rock out even. The feeling of your body, moving to the rhythm of the music, can be calming to some and liberating to others. Just close your eyes, turn down the lights and move to the music. It doesn’t matter that you don’t know how, you don’t need to have the right steps. All you need to do is move your body.

There is no need for inhibition, imagine nobody around you, or if it helps, someone who moves with you. Listen to your body, listen to your mind. Forget the world outside; this is Your five minutes. There are no worries in this rhythmic world, no tensions, no deadlines. Just the music and you. Do what you feel like - jump, clap, act, ride a horse.

You can dance a trance or jump and spin. There are no rules. Let your body lead you. Somewhere down the path, you may even get creative.

Breathe. Let it go and smile. The world doesn’t seem so bad any more.

Cheers!

Choices.

The night calls out now. It asks you to give in. Things seem to matter less in the darkness. Thoughts are streaming past and seem endless. The mess surrounds you, from within and without. You tread carefully on hearts. Yours lies somewhere beneath them and you can't lift it. Its heavy today dear child, I tell you now. The choices you make are promises for you to keep. A heavy heart sighs with indecision and uncertainty. You know not where the moon is.

Day slowly dawns upon you and you are beginning to feel lighter. Time was given to you to feel. You weighed your choices carefully, you thought. But dear child, no amount of thinking can change the future or tell you how exactly it will be. Time is offered to you and you start to buy it. Thoughts are built upon stubborn fences. They remain persistent but stable. Your continuum is losing balance, dear child. You are making a choice. You have been tipped over and you feel right. The steady blur around you is fading away, you begin to see clarity. You see time has reached you. You are at the toll booth of Decision. 

A decision to have faith,  you always made. Nobody can tell you different. You are at the toll booth and you have to pay now to pass through. You know not, dear child, how to pay, so you step aside, unsure of what lies beyond. Your faith shall not falter, dear child, but your decision is weighed in emotions. Nobody shall pick you up. Soon you shall realize, you do not have to pay, not the price you have in mind at least. 

Life plays its games well.

Cheers!

Written

Days pass by in a hazy blue. Today becomes tomorrow and tomorrow becomes next month. And yet, for the memories, there is always a place is yesterday. Memories of four years ago bring the bittersweet feelings associated with it. They bring back the reasons for writing as they once did. But that was yesterday. That writing is not for now. It is written and become a part of the old pages.

Today, has become a month ago and fresh memories and waiting to be written and made immortal. Feelings are fresh and colours are bright. It is the road not taken... in the past four years. These memories are different and new, feelings are treated differently. Again a reason to write and a reason to feel.

Happiness is no more momentary, we hope it stays.
Peace is no more an illusion, we hope there's more coming our way.
Love is no more an old memory, we hope it may be unconditional.

Cheers!

Abstracting.

I watch white pages turn as I think about you tonight. Questions, I can hear, falling over each other as they try to reach me. No one clear thought strikes me but they all make sense.

I sit by silently and watch strangers whisper in the darkness of the warm room. Sweet nothings and bad advice all sound the same to me tonight. I hope for me I know where im going. I hope for you that you'll know better.

Words fill my white pages tonight. You are filling your world elsewhere. I am a part of it, but merely sidelined. I play my role and stay in the back. While i sit back and watch, i realize. Dear child, I wish you had called. But we fortold our destiny and i hastily agreed. Now i settle in bed to read and sleep silently, calming my thoughts as they rise with every word i write.

Good night dear child, drink your hopeful colours. For when you come home, you will lay down your head. And dear child, we both know, in your tired dreams, we both rest well.

Song for home.

People sing all these songs
But for me its been so long
Just one place i wanna be
Home is all i wanna see.

I want a blue moon sky,
One that breathes and one that sighs
I want that place of mine,
It makes me grin and makes me smile.

People sometimes, they ask me this,
So, what is it that you miss?
That one place which brings me bliss
My Life and everything it is.

I want a blue moon sky,
One that breathes and one that sighs
I want that place of mine,
It makes me grin and makes me smile.

When I wander down the roads i feel,
something missing, something unreal
Then I trip to memory lane
And remember, that sweet smell of rain.

I want a blue moon sky,
One that breathes and one that sighs
I want that place of mine,
It makes me grin and makes me smile.

:)

Sigh.. Home..

Things i hope/wish/want to do.

In no particular order:

* Float on the Dead Sea

* Visit atleast 3 Wonders of the World

* Go Paint balling with a big gang of friends

* Go to a Metallica concert - DONE! :D

* Ride a thoroughbred horse

* Get to sit in a Lamborghini (LP - 560 if possible)

* Witness an amazing sunset on the beach with friends - done

* Learn to play the drums

* Bitch slap someone ( Hannah Montana/Paris Hilton... )

* Get a life-changing haircut

* Live outside (alone)

* Write a book

* Go on a road trip - done <3

* Be a kickass psychologist

* Drink champagne

* Witness a miracle


* Think of more things to put here.

Cheers!

The Sims life.

There were days when we thought life was getting too monotonous. We wake up in the morning, we get ready, we rush to college. We sit in class, and we sit in class and we sit in class. Some nice food and some lame jokes in between. Some books to read and some music.

Then came the PMS and the blehs. Sometimes it was cause of other people, sometimes it was because of this monotony of college. No wonder most of us didn't tear up during farewell. It was still part of the schedule. It was still a part of that life. The Sims Life.

When you play that game you realise how addicting it is. Its the same thing you make your Sim character do over and over again. And yet, its so very addicting. It is so like life. We do the same things everyday. Sure, we earn some skill points and make friends and all that, but its still the same addicting game. Over and over again.

We got pissedd off with that sameness. We got bleh. And now we realise how much it shall be missed. No more college. No more waking up early in the morning or late and rushing/ripping to make it on time. No more reading books in class and pulling peoples leg. No more Sum food and khakra. No more headphones in ears. No more random class gossip, no more weird fat teachers. The Sim life, or rather, that Sim life is over.

Now what? Finding new things to do, new ways to pass time, to occupy ourselves. No assignments, research projects to use as excuses. All the work you never had time for and always wanted time to do can be done now. But wait, what were all those things?!

So anyways, now we have time to clean rooms, cook food, play random games, meet old friends, wake up late and be very jobless.

Yenjoy.

Cheers!

PS: if anybody bored and jobless, put call. We shall do keeda.
Sigh. Somethings never change...

On everything.

Another chapter comes to an end... College is over. Everyone is realising it slowly. One last time to do this, one last chance to do that.

Church Street Inn is a fun place to hang out at.

Slam books to be filled, photos to be taken, people to be missed.

A Really Happy Birthday!

A Simpsons research paper.

Gokarna? Yes? Nein?

.... till the magic lasts.

Rain!

Shopping purple. Some food and some fun... A Lot of sun!

A blog post on moi!


On booze and coffee, on chocolate and milk. On chances and happiness, on thoughts and wishes. On people and days, on papers and blehs. On parties and cakes, on friends and smiling faces. On status msgs, on weird made up stories. On moments and magic, on hopes and maybes. On you, and you and you.


This blog post is on Everything.

Cheers!

For the medallion

A few words at the end of the hunt. good times and some.


White words will show you some
running around will be fun
find nature, find magic
black letters are not so tragic.

they don't end and yet they do
if you reach, you're one of the few
talk to them, it really helps
karma points and the ice melts.

Imagination, in your hand
if you pleased her you're the man
so then smile, eat some food
it really does help the mood.

the waiting gets tough
Patience is rough
and shadows play
with what the words must say.

Blossoms and butterflies, stars and days
when you're in there, it's in your face
what you read, what you saw
what you know is all you got.

Before you know it, its all over
it's somebody else who's somewhere lower
hugs and hopes, smiles and smokes
where's the pillow, where's the poke.

Now, sleep, eat, do something else
tomorrow is another test
soon something else may come our way
till then... well... nothing more to say.


Cheers!

The ever-changing life.

I sometimes wonder...

We all rant, we all go through similar experiences in life... yet how much they differ!

We all feel, we all know what a certain feeling feels like... and yet we can’t warn somebody else about it.

Most of us "get it" when a friend says something... yet we’re so helpless.

And we all know what some feelings, people, situations, days do to us... yet there is no way of stopping it.

Life is complicated,
Life is beautiful.
Life is an open, continuous road,
Life will go on.

I think back on all the shit I’ve been through, all the wrong friends, all the wrong decisions... It makes me wonder... Im sure everybody has doubts - about others, friends, feelings, decisions... themselves.

Makes me wonder if all the discussions, arguments and psychological testing really help people feel better or worse. Self Acceptance scale? Yeah ok, thanks for letting me know I don’t/do accept myself. Wasn’t aware of it, but now I am!

Throughout life there are/will be small things that changes the way we feel, think about ourselves. Its subtle, but its there. Suddenly one day, you realise life is nothing like what it used to be. You don’t think that way anymore, you’ve grown up? Questionable. :)

Everything changes, everybody changes. Scary, but live with it. After all you are a part of the whole. You are no different.

But then again... you are.

Cheers!

To life and complicated posts!

Of this and that.

Lame kannada music blasting in the background. Something about how these two people cannot forget each other. Some stupid club function. How is Rajyotsava related to a lame kannada song sung badly by some average singer?

She tries blasting The Beatles to drown out the lame music. It doesnt work. The beats of the music at that club gets faster and louder and finally ceases... only to be followed by another song by another slightly better singer.

People come online on gtalk and start random conversations. For awhile she`s distracted with conversations and food. Interesting status msgs to interesting people. Gtalk is a well-equipped timepass tool.

He finally comes online and there is some random conversation about the football match. The topic changes, a few more nice words and lame jokes. 10 minutes already and he has to go. A `Whatever` followed by curt goodbyes.

The kannada music is still blaring. The Beatles lost this time. Some more people talk. More people go.
Now, there is hardly anything left to do online... She looks around, lost in thought. Maybe read that book. She`s still thinking of curt goodbyes.

She`s reading about epistomology and subjectivity. She`s thinking about words.
Her thoughts are interrupted. She doesnt reply to the message this time. She`s still thinking.
Another message. A smile. Her fingers tap away happily before turning back to the screen.

The lame kannada music finally stops. The Beatles won. :)

Time to say good night.
Just another evening online. Just another day that passed.

Good night my friends. Sleep well and dream sweet. Tomorrow will be another day, evening, night. Lets hope it brings something diffferent. Or are we comfortable with what we have?

Everything in its place.

And like the end of every other post,
Cheers!

Thinking and decoding..

There were lives that passed us by,
We didn't know what their's was like.
Phases, people and few other blogs,
People aint that different after all.

Sitting in class, I look around,
People talk, people frown.
There are a few others, who have no clue,
Mundane topics - Should sweatshirts be blue?

Walking out and I meet an old friend,
She talks of days that have come to an end.
Many others, just ramble on
soon one day, they will all be gone.

Wherever I look, this is what i see,
This feeling inside, its getting to me.
Decode and think, am I lost?
This time for me, my fingers are crossed!


Random feelings poetry... Decoding what Im feeling... Not being very successful. Abort mission?

Oh well... Cheers!

.........

I sit alone in the dark, and i wonder if I miss it...

I stare out the window and its dark, its blank.
flashes of the past, memories - fond or not,
nothing seems to bother me right now.
im just sitting, staring into the emptiness, out there a candle burns.
its not a bad feeling, its not sad.
its simply the lack of it all.


this is me. my feeling. my story.

This, is my state of blankness.


Cheers.

What it is to feel...

There are moments in a person's life when the feeling you get cannot be described.

-When you realize how much somebody means to you,
-When you realize how much somebody means to somebody else.

When you realize how much you can feel.


...........

Moments are after all, just momentary. It will pass.
Feelings - They linger on...

Cheers!

May August pass.

May August pass and take with it
All the bad times and the shit
May September be another month
Where there will be happiness and fun.

I hope this September brings happiness. I hope it brings surprises. I hope it brings fun times.
I hope this September brings interesting days. I hope it brings less complications. I hope it brings good decisions.

Good things and bad things happened at the end of August... Her birthday was so much fun! The preparation for it was so much fun! I'm glad she liked it all. That was a good day.

His cell is still switched off. He is still in a bad mood. We need to meet! Not good, not good......

Coonoor! Where do I even began? The beautiful cemetery, the nice weather, the fun times and the funny people! Everyday was something to do, something to happen... Cheers to the Homecoming!

Too bad about that though... Shit happens, people make mistakes.

September is here!
After effects of August it has been so far... Things will happen this month. It maybe for good. Not just me, them too.
For good.
I hope.
Just as long as it doesn't become hope with a C... :D

Cheers to the passing of August, may September bring us peace.

August is here.

I'll keep my fingers crossed...

"We're having a 'talk' tomorrow."
"Don't go. Stay for awhile. Don't leave me with myself.."
"I don't want to be over him...."

I have to go now. Mom in the background, Sleep! she says.... Good night y'all. - 11:00p.m

11:32 - "Hi, sleeping?" he asks... "Simply called," he says.... We talk for awhile.... Have to sleep now...Good night, take care man.

12:08 - She calls. She's in a shitty mood. He's going to do it, she says. She's in a shitty mood. She's looking for that diary. She's in a shitty mood. Call those bums I say... She said ya ok.... I love you, she says. I love you so much too.

12:51 - My brother. He calls. "That guy, THAT guy," he says. "That guy has a girlfriend! What the hell am i doing! I'm ashamed of myself" he says. He is laughing, he can't believe it. He's very amused.
"OK, go sleep now" he says... Good night bro.


August is here.

August 1st :
The day has begun, the month has begun.
- The day doesn't feel good.
- She left a suicide note.
- What is the point?? we argue....
- She cried. "Don't EVER...." she said.

- Stones change things....
"We're ok :)" she says... That's the best news I've heard today.

Maybe there will be good days after all...

I'll keep my fingers crossed...

Cheers!

Of closure

There is sand in my shoes,
I’m waiting…
It is time for the blues.

This was supposed to be “it”
Where everything perfectly fit.
I’m waiting…
My shadow grows longer.

They sit by my side,
So close, so far.
I’m waiting…Forever -
Feels like I’m sitting all alone, inside your head.

But now the tables have turned,
It’s all gone, just dropped those feelings behind me.
Somehow I knew it would be this way,
Somehow I knew it would fade away.

This wait for destiny won’t do,
Tears fall down my face, the taste is something new.
The year will pass, the seasons go.

Picked up my thoughts and blew it to the wind,
Watched, as the sea washed it away.
The people by my side, they are here to stay.

When you make up your mind,
When you think its fine,
It is over.

So this is the day
And we both will agree,
It was always meant to be this way.

Goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend,
Our days were good, but have come to an end.
All things are said and done, our bags are packed – We will soon be gone.

A day that happened.

That is by far my Most sane title for my blog post.
Comm.raids - Funny day.
Can't believe he took My blazer!! What coincidence!!
Coldplay - Chicagos
T shirt - Cd
Violet hill - Yellow

Oh what a thing to do...

Me - You.

It was a nice day. Sun shining... rather rain falling! Music in the air. Fun times, "cordial conversations". A crazy ride back... the boots. A day to remember.

Its kind of weird you know, now that i think about it. How things change...
But I do feel like Im stuck somewhere.
Like there is something I need to figure out.
Its something at the back of my head...

Maybe I Do need a break. Do something else, lose myself somewhere.

I read something i had written a few months ago...
You are an open book slowly coming to its end, but I'm scared to finish it, cause i may not understand the story. It wont be the same even if i open the book again... It will just be words, full of memories.

Its ending now, unless you begin a new chapter...

Or I pick up a new book.

Cheers to the life we live, weird as it may get!

Random high

Trance.
A high.
Music.
Moving to the beats.

People around, people with booze, people with people.
People alone, people in the corner, people with their eyes closed.

The floor is almost full, the lights play here and there... People sway.
The right music is played, there is shouts of appreciation in the air.
Close your eyes and enjoy the music. Feel like letting go... Random steps on the floor.
Open your eyes, smile at your pal. Things couldn't feel better. Dance together, moves nobody else can do.
The music comes to an end... Stand back awhile. Watching a few others dance, smile at some moves... Very amusing.
But nothing can keep you from dancing very long... Moving to rhythm again, thoughts running in your head, lyrics you say...
The last song. No more. Time to leave, who wants to go?
Pick up your stuff, pick up yourself... Walk out of the high.

There is no better stress buster than a good party and music to go high on!
Haven't been there,done that in a long while...
Here' s to the invention of good mood music and dance and parties!

Cheers!