hey
oh its sooo good to be home! god this month has been so damn tiring! i've never travelled so much in a year than wht i've done this month! bangalore, ooty, n now jim corbett park! though i've enjoyed every bit of it it's been pretty back breaking! and now today i had to go to a stupid party with dad. gosh i hate these society parties! always gotta hv a smile plastered on my face...tolerate ppl i've never seen n will probably never see agen! n now got an early class tomorrow! groan! i miss my sleep! i used to sleep like a log but i wonder whr its all gone now! oh wait i think its comin back! oh yea there it is....yaaawwn! see tht?! well better catch hold of it b4 it disappears agen! cya
p.s. thanx shazam for the comment...tho i never talked bt murdering the terrorists! oh btw one of the very feared terrorists of southern india was recently killed in an encounter...n i don't need to tell u how glad i am! cheers!
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
Friday, October 15, 2004
life
Hard to live...
Life's full of surprises,
some pleasant and some not;
the 'some nots' are so much more
and they always hurt a lot
God, its so hard to live...
Relationships are not for me,
they end before they start
I wonder what fun they have
to step on someone's heart
Its just so hard to live...
I cant look in people's eyes
because all i see is hate
they never show any love,
and if they do, its fake
And its so hard to live...
Everything feels so wrong
I wonder why i'm here
Dying seems so much easier
Its something i don't fear.
And anyway, its so hard to live...
Life's full of surprises,
some pleasant and some not;
the 'some nots' are so much more
and they always hurt a lot
God, its so hard to live...
Relationships are not for me,
they end before they start
I wonder what fun they have
to step on someone's heart
Its just so hard to live...
I cant look in people's eyes
because all i see is hate
they never show any love,
and if they do, its fake
And its so hard to live...
Everything feels so wrong
I wonder why i'm here
Dying seems so much easier
Its something i don't fear.
And anyway, its so hard to live...
Monday, September 06, 2004
Terrorism
when i first heard bt the russian seige i didnt know wht to feel..pity or immense rage. pity for those poor children who were kept as hostages for 2 days..or rage for those assholes who cud do such a cruel thing. i mean children for god's sake!! is there no humanity left in this world? wht the fuck did they do to those conniving bastards!? its amazing how disgusting humans can be..how low they can stoop for their material needs. n we call ourselves a race above animals..! bullshit! we're lower than scum! terrorism has shown its ugly face yet agen.. bt this time theyre targeting kids..man they must b sent from hell..they have no shame, no fear no sympathy when they shoot them. they've made it clear that in terrorism no one is innocent..n no one will be spared. theyre heartless creeps who have come on earth only to destroy n hurt. if ever they seek salvation..even death wont accept them...
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
Faces
hi
i had a nice day today! the weather (thank god) has improved..in fact its cooler now n i think its gonna rain. i love rains...n the best part is gettin drenched when its pouring!
anyway i was a lil bored in the morning..i'd reached col early n no one was arnd..so i jes sat n observed the others. some ppl i knew (the hi-in-the-hallway kind) waved n i waved back. i dint really feel like talkin so i jes sat there by myself n continued to look at everyone. u know there's a strange thing wid ppl tht i noticed..they behave differently wid every one. they try so hard to jes 'fit in'! so they try to be someone theyre not. they all seem so artificial to me at times. i mean the same ppl theyre laughing with...theyre sneering at the moment they turn their backs. gosh back biting sucks! why is everyone so afraid to show wht they really feel..who they really are...wht i feel bt them, m gonna sum up in a poem i wrote. i jes feel like telling them to stop acting n start living for once!
FACES
The face I show to you
is the face you like to see,
Because I’m afraid to reveal
to you, the real me
I have a collection of masks
I wear a new one each day
I push myself down below,
afraid of what you’ll say
I pretend to be someone else,
someone the world will accept
I don’t have the courage
to strip off my masks,
I don’t know what I’ll reflect
I hope someday you’ll help me
discover myself again
I’m lost beneath my many faces
Please see who I am.
i had a nice day today! the weather (thank god) has improved..in fact its cooler now n i think its gonna rain. i love rains...n the best part is gettin drenched when its pouring!
anyway i was a lil bored in the morning..i'd reached col early n no one was arnd..so i jes sat n observed the others. some ppl i knew (the hi-in-the-hallway kind) waved n i waved back. i dint really feel like talkin so i jes sat there by myself n continued to look at everyone. u know there's a strange thing wid ppl tht i noticed..they behave differently wid every one. they try so hard to jes 'fit in'! so they try to be someone theyre not. they all seem so artificial to me at times. i mean the same ppl theyre laughing with...theyre sneering at the moment they turn their backs. gosh back biting sucks! why is everyone so afraid to show wht they really feel..who they really are...wht i feel bt them, m gonna sum up in a poem i wrote. i jes feel like telling them to stop acting n start living for once!
FACES
The face I show to you
is the face you like to see,
Because I’m afraid to reveal
to you, the real me
I have a collection of masks
I wear a new one each day
I push myself down below,
afraid of what you’ll say
I pretend to be someone else,
someone the world will accept
I don’t have the courage
to strip off my masks,
I don’t know what I’ll reflect
I hope someday you’ll help me
discover myself again
I’m lost beneath my many faces
Please see who I am.
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