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things kept happening
kept changin..from hunky-dory..to low n depressing
n we jus kept writing
in pain with ease,
in smiles, hardly, n that too not so well
so the pain makes a good poet
but i jus wanna be happy..

when i grow up..!!

will i still be as spontaneous or rather irrational n impulsive?
will i prefer losing nights of sleep over a moments whim?
when i grow up.
i wouldn't need to congratulate myself or chuckle at every sign of me being matured.
i love myself..
i'm silly but even grown ups can be silly right?
so ,i'll be a silly "lil" grown up

jus had to..again

since I lost you,I am lost
I'm wandering in the lost world
looking for someone alike
..I thought i saw its shadow but before i could trace it
I was lost again

jus had to..

If
If you can keep your head when all about youAre losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt youBut make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,I
f you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and DisasterAnd treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spokenTwisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minuteWith sixty seconds' worth of distance run,Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!
--Rudyard Kipling
jus had to pick this up from a blog coz i really needed this.!thanks...all credit goes to u rohit.

22

i'll b 22 in sumtime..
so..umm i dunno..n obviously im not partying..or doin anythin celebratory..the minds quite far from happy thoughts..i'm not even sad..its ok..i guess..i miss my friends..miss the "highness"..!!.lol.
n the obvious cheers n case taking..n most o all the whole feel of it..
im right now planning to switch off my phone..should i?
i know theyll call me..but im not there..i dint plan to not b there..i ws supposed to party all night n play holi all o next day..wouldnt b doin either..n then i long break at home...
so..i dunno...
i dunno about d bday..but i must b growin up..wht kind o an adult i am becomin i dunno..yes now i feel a lil sad so also a lot happy..coz then i know i still feel..
yes..well..so..happy bday to me.!.
my 21 had sum pics..i thgt this time there'll b more..but this time there are none..!!

rest in peace.

left sunk and low by the sudden and extremely sad demise of three of my college mates in a tragic accident.
although i dint know them well and so there's nothin that reminds me of them.but the fact that those faces will never be seen just does not settle itself within myself.
what's life and wot's death.
what when one's dead.
we know wot goes on with the ones left behind.
we are shocked and cry and pray and seek blessings from and for them.but wot really happens when they go?where do they go?
why ws it them?
recent deaths of acquaintances has brought the subject of death infront of me like never before.
its my first encounter with the totality encompassing a death.

OMG!..its new years eve..gosh

i have the makings of a controversial writer to b sure.
only glad that i wasnt born in an islamic country or they would issued a fatwa against me for sure.
these dates,fancy as they are,don ever go down well wid me...new years eve..valentines n blah..
why am i expected to b goin for a party to a club or where-d-hell-ever or settle for that awww-its-ok..hope u do sumthin fun from everyone..
dude am happy not goin anywhere..happy not getting drunk and dancing my feet off..
really..its jus another day..n well..hilarious as the belief is..i am not goin to continue doin for d whole yr wot i hpapen to b doin at 12...wot if i ws using the loo...i'll b stuck der for the whole yr..really now?c'mon..!!:)
n neway i'm wid my family,n pretty happy about it..n thats all tht matters...
it does get a tad bit depressin thou when d whole world is out goin mad n i'm sober..but lol.god..the world has its competetion goin even der..spare the celebrations atleast..i went to balas party..sum did..sum would lie that they did..its jus soo beyond me..wot's the pt..havin fun...or pretendin u had fun..or claimin u went sumwhere where u dint..or jus tht.."i spent more than u"...wannab-ishness really has no limits.