Monday, November 15, 2004

Pangs of Jealousy..!

I gess being a girl u are always associated to sissy things, "jealousy" is one of them....also if u happen to be born under the sunsign Cancer, there is this toxic amalgamation of possessiveness to make things worse. small things are just about sufficient to let ur temper go firing up all cylinders..
ur best frnds start drifting, hatred invariably follows...trusts broken and slowly u find urself "ALONE"....that my dear frnz is wat i call the progeny of all problems!!
once u are lone, ur mind starts thinking, 'idle mind devils' workshop' suddenly rings true...u try to break away only to realize tht u are caught in this vicious polygon, of breaking and making up

Tuesday, November 09, 2004

How green is the grass on the other side??

secluded miles away from my cozy nest, i have no choice but to post a blog... it is like screeching into this null space, anticipating an echo from nether end. so hellloooooooo...dear void..how are u doing today? did i see u frown wen i decided to cryptically crap again,or do i read them as lines, time has quietly scribed on ur forehead. tell me..what is up wth this entire WORLD thing. each one hangs on to this pseudo apprehension tht "damn...me gonna rule mother earth../@#" and blah blah blah! even the fruit vendor on the street fantasizes on similar lines....yeah yeah! whoever said Dream Big should have defined " BIG ".
ha..!!!...a cowardly act of pessimism huh? one may say, but heres to all those who bravely survive, NOT clinging to optimism bullcrap. atleast u save the 'looking like a fool' act for lesser mortals and stay equipped, be it the arsenals of sulking or the one i had always been IN for.... wrath unleashed (evident mode being saviour " temper tantrums").
remember there is no room for your mediocrity in this godamn commercial world, just wen u think life is a bitch..it has puppies.....#%$

Monday, November 08, 2004

Habits die hard..?

Toddlers tend not to stop sucking at their thumbs no matter wat u do to distract them...i gess am one helluva toddler then, blogging is like this new addiction am...welll...addicted to...!
talking of habits, i always ponder over their classification into good and bad..... as in ,u bite ur nails, it is bad-(spank on the head) bad habit. u trim them regularly, gooood(pat on ur back)-good habit...bppppaaah! c'mon u...serves the same purpose anyways right...??
and u do not pursue a habit bcoz u dislike the same, u looooove biting ur nails (in situations where the secondary alternative is......peeing in ur pants@#!) ..u find it Good and henceforth veritably term it, " Goodhabit "....ooootherwiseeeee, only when it is left to the observers' discretion.
So 'cheers' to all those manual nail cutters, who if given a chance could bite their fingers off..... but dont u dare forget tht, 'picking your nose' was always a bad habit and i see u guys preeetttyyy close to the nasal region...so BEWARE, this good habit harbours a kind of self- satisfaction phenomena, of having bitten away all ur bitter troubles, but dumps u in this quagmire of lost self-respect and wat not.!!..(getting carried away is smthing i was born with and is eternally in my genetic makeup...very evident here though)

NB: the truth remains, tht i have always been fascinated by this very art of self-grooming(nail biting included), and i need honest opinion on its repercussions.

Genesis: Chapter 1: Verse 1

Wondered why certain things just happen..? and tht of crse in times wen u never anticipated them in the first place!...u are incessantly inflicted to these shock blessings frm heaven above, just wen u thought the hail storm had cleared and the blizzard was just about to fall silent? well i gess today is one such day...(a dramatic siiiiiiigggghhh to catalyze the effect)
now why-o'-why does all tht sound abso crappy to me, well getting things straight here...i couldnt exactly think of an amazing, outta the world kinda introduction of myself into bloggerland...where magical fairies (dressed in all-pink, of crse goes wthout mention!) bestow upon u these funny ideas (actually unwanted opinion on every damn thing) wch had always been there in ur cranium(BRAIN, for the ones who do not exactly share my interest in biology) but magically failed to instill the art of being eloquent.
so here i am...this is like this cosmic space where u can post blogs and not offend anyone, and ofcrse attain nirvana ( redefined as the final beatitude tht transcends suffering, caused much due to AV media being censored out of such essential epithets).
Epilogue: in Providence i trust in myself i dont...