Wednesday, February 29, 2012
I am in the middle of a movie.The very thought that scares me about watching is,it revised and trooped me to the past stuffs.The question is do we have to be safe to live this life?And by safe what are the limitation and avoidance of things that fears us.I have decided to do the things,that I have been avoiding since a long time.World is big enough to keep zillion different people.If by achieving my fear,makes me one odd fella so be it.I am gonna have to come up with my scary-part-list and way to avoid em anyhow.Well,these days,it's like uber-tiring time of time.That very feel of questioning all,right? I tried a lot.I couldn't swim for hours.You know those stretched varicose veins in leg,they hurt.I am waiting to be able to jump again.That 20 minutes while returning from office made me realize,our busy-life,problems,tiredness can all be gone by some perfect soundtrack.Music makes us alive and kicking.
James Taylor & Jesse Jordan,Thank you more please :)
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Thursday, February 23, 2012
I adore Scott Stapp.That particular stanza where I find I am gonna be alive again is,
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Along with all,you're taught to think practical.The reality.Why do people fancy you by some stories in childhood and then tell you to invest by following the sensex.Some quasi-identification up front and then this big 'L' at home.Why does it have to always be in two ways.Can't it be as straight ever!Even if one tries to define things around,it won't be taken as a truth,as a legitimate scientific truth.Cause,truth comes to value when spoke out of those realty personnel.Billie Holiday's God bless the child is a total paradox incognito.
Monday, February 20, 2012
It's raining frogs.
Friday, February 17, 2012
Here is this story:
Roomie: Jazz,would you be having chhole bhature this night with us?
Me: Oh no.I am not hungry.I am gonna skip my dinner,I think..(This feel is what I am talking about.The very Veg recipes don't develop that epicurean-ism inside me.)
Later 2 hours.
There is this smell of onions and chicken liver.For my mid-night dinner.
This episode is still almost on every random day and night.Some blokes speak of fantasizing Veg recipes with "A tortilla is either corn or wheat. But a corn tortilla folded and filled is a taco, whereas a filled wheat tortilla is a burrito. Deep fry a burrito, it's a chimichanga. Toast a tortilla, it's a tostada. Roll it, it's an enchilada." kind of talks.But you see,this stuff ain't no thang but a chicken wang.All those inside my brain is,how can I be like total vegan.In addition to this,those will-a-the-wispy new add ons in stores spoiling people like hardcore non-veggies.I went to total remorse when,some days before I denied to one of my school buddy to support for PETA,believing I don't wanna be oxymoronic.Looks like I can use some professional advice on turning vegan,if not vegetarian,the least.
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Monday, February 13, 2012
You're gone.Or may you ain't just gone forever.Just a setback.
When you are deep down into contemplation of you being a bitch among Judas,searching for the existentialism through a haze of bong smoke,you tend to do only one thing.Music.Despite your coronary outbreak,you need to put on some music,relentlessly.Remember,music's the only way to maintain one's chi.So here I go.
"Don't the hours grow shorter as the days go by
You never get to stop and open your eyes
One day you're waiting for the sky to fall
And next you're dazzled by the beauty of it all"
Oh No.I ain't live a pop song.But definitely it goes here.The most right piece would be Foo Fighters.Boys you did a charm this time.
"I'm learning to walk again
I believe I've waited long enough
Where do I begin?
I'm learning to talk again
Can't you see I've waited long enough?
Where do I begin?"
PS:Where is she gonna put it all ?
Friday, February 10, 2012
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
You know I am Insane.Right.You know.You might know,I have Insomnia.Right again.It's there in 'that's me' description part.It just happens to me like I become a sleepy-head whenever I do anything good,like studying.Talking to Ma.Eating stew vegetables in dinner.And when the moment comes,to hit the sheets,I go nuts about the idea of sleeping.I feel just like I woke up from a deep slumber every time.I was about to hung up on ma tonight around 4 hours before,when she started talking about what's-happening-to-aunty-who-knows-who.And my pretense was,Ma,I am sleepy.And it's 2.10am,I am now mustering to myself,why to waste such long nights on sleeping,where chances of dreaming is beyond my power.So let's just wake up and dream of what-not.My crazy ramblings goes like this.
Ever thought of creativity with your password!Of course,you lovebirds do.Like keeping the guy/girl's name as password.But that's pretty mundane,blokes.Try me.Start keeping your password to affirmative and most-forgotten-but-important-to-remember-names.Like earlier I used to have typical problems in remembering some band names.Like Bee Gees and Biffy Clyro alliterations.So I kept it like "beegeesaregaypeople" #justtorememberbyhowtheysoundnooffenseplease.I had a hard time in remembering Alanis's last name.So the password goes like "morissetteetiquettes"(etiquettes include her head banging and sudden jumping and over rated hair-posing.).And if you fancy some guy,by default,the password must be "iheartyouhughjackman"(Like the mundane one as I said).Else you can do little bit of self-uplifting by setting it like "msxyzisabigtimebitch123@".Every time you log in with this,you feel good about it.Or if you're one of those friend's family tree senior citizens and new to facebook,can set the password like "OBBSTSVBDDDYNP".Wonder what it is and how to remember?Well,it contains the first letters of the words of Gayatri Mantra.
PS: To let it all charm just do not tick the 'remember me' button.
PPS:The above used passwords ain't belong to me at all.So back off you stalkers.
It's such a beautiful night.I am smelling Frank Sinatra's I've got the world on a string here.
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
- Recently I missed one Jazz show,cause of my exam was ahead.I believed that was a wise decision.Now I am repenting,thinking over when do I will have a chance to attend one of those genre.Totally dreamy.
- Then l'amour de Paris.Just one walk around the city,would be my day of deliverance.
- Some people want it to happen.
- Some wish it would happen.
- Others make it happen.