Before Its cold

Beauty lies in the begetter of the Eyes (Eyes of the Begetter??? which one?)

She's hot! get it, you crackpot?

WARNING!!! read more only if you are REALLY into cars.

Reached man! Reached!

   Well... i usually do not feature heavy songs. (not because i do not want to but because i dont really like them.) But, if songs are like this song, i wouldnt mind featuring more of them. Now that i like this song, i think i will check some other songs by the artist. Which song?

Reach for the Sky- Social Distortion (Listen here)

eeaaasy.....

life in Blurrrrrr...

   The last pic i managed to capture before i went on to drop my camera into the Indian Ocean. (Marina Beach. Indian Ocean sounds cool.... thats it.) So, can we have half a minute of silence for that, ladies and gentlemen? Why half a minute you ask? Well, because doctors are trying their best to save my camera. They say there is a 70% chance of them managing to save it. Hopefully the red light of the Operation Theater goes dead, the doctor comes out and says "I'm sorry, we could save only the mother." (NO, my camera was not pregnant...) mother because the memory card probably is all gone. So, the camera's kids i.e., the snaps are all dead. Hence the reason. Fingers crossed.
   Now, coming to the picture... i wish the day had been a little darker. With the shutter speed low, there was a lot of light getting in... so, the pic is THIS bright. But still man.... its a pretty decent capture. speaks (metaphorically) of the speed at which we normally spend our day... If my camera decides to stay alive, (euthanasia man! So sick it is to be alive with salt on your chips...it tastes good only on Lays. So, if the doctors say that they cannot bring it back to Snap mode, i will remove the battery once and for all... sob..sob...) i will try to take a similar picture at dusk. I have a feeling it will be a lot better than this. :)
  So, please pray that my camera gets well soon.

Thanks.

Cheers! 

My dear(s), Please move on!!!

   Prashant, if you're reading this, THANKS A TON!!!

does the title of this post sound weird? well, dont worry... i am not writing another poem. (Thank god, i know) Nor am i advising anyone. I am only asking you guys to listen to music. Good music. :) But, today, the song that i am asking you guys to listen to is:

azaadiyan- Udaan (its the very first song)

I want to write poems...

   I really do not see why i must be wanting to write poems. i know i am not really good at it and have to force myself to write one. But still i want to write poems effortlessly like a couple of them do in my class. I wonder why. Because there are many things i cannot do which a lot of them in my class do so effortlessly and amazingly. Like i cannot play any instrument. There are a couple of guys who play amazingly. I cannot write properly. But, we have amazing writers in my class. One has even got her book published. (its called the 'Apple Elusionist' by Avrina Joslin. Check it out...) Despite this i do not have the strong need to be able to write well or play any instrument well. I am happy with what i can write and also with the fact that i can whistle. (that counts as as instrument, right?) But, with poetry? i dont know, i have this very desperate need to be able to write poems. Touching poems... i wonder why...
   But then, as i kept wondering, it struck my why!!! Because you cannot 'sound' sad by simply writing. To 'sound' sad, you must be good at poetry. I can 'sound' happy by writing a comical story. But, it is realy hard to portray sadness though plain text. (of course, if you are Thomas Hardy or of his likes, you can easily make the readers go into depression)
   I cannot show the world how sad i am if i cannot write a good poem. I simply cannot. So, i thought i must write one. Really good one. And so, Ladies and Gentlemen, i present:

I am Sad

I am sad. Sad,sad,sad.

sad feels so bad.

Bad,bad,bad

I am Broken.very broken.

my heart is taken.

Taken, taken, taken.

(without even a token)

My world is empty. Properly empty.

I've fallen like Humpty-Dumpty

oh, humpty dumpty, humpty dumpty.

(i'm a Brahmin, promise, Aunty) 

I fell like i am living the life of a dream. bad,bad dream.

pour some water on me, or some ice-cream.

but i promise i wont scream. 

(don't actually waste ice-cream. It just rhymes with dream.)

once i wake up, i'll be happy.

 still small and wearing a nappy.

or a hangover really crappy.

(crappy but happy,happy happy)

i'm am really lonely.

Lo Lo Lonely.

it'll pass, surely.

(till then time pass. Rs 5 only)

i am sad. Sad, sad, sad.

Sad feels so bad.

Bad, bad, bad.

Are you crying? aww... thank you so much...(i think i should take up poetry as a profession.) Look oh ruthless world, look!!! i am sad! i can show it! Yes! now go give me back my happiness.

 you promised!

Revisited Memories...

The lonely me...

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