Just another day waiting for you to wake up
Ready to slowly scrape a few more seconds of your life
When you don't feel like waking up anymore
When going through the motions is not worth it anymore
Being a vegetable seems like a better proposition
The perishability at least guarantees an escape
The ability to think is becoming a liability
You wish you were not able to comprehend your ineptness
The futility of your life keeps growing on you
Like a tumor that can't be removed, like a mole slowly piercing your soul
The need to live and the futility of growth
It is just stuck on you...
Monday, August 16, 2010
Tuesday, August 03, 2010
Bah!
For some reason the instant gratification of Facebook and Twitter status messages have made blogging seem like a chore... Haven't spent any effort in developing an idea for quite some time...as soon as it pops in my head I shout it out at the world as a status message, whether they are interested in it or not...
Going forward I'll post at least once every week... Please do stop by...
Quoting Floyd - Is there anybody out there? ;)
Going forward I'll post at least once every week... Please do stop by...
Quoting Floyd - Is there anybody out there? ;)
Monday, April 19, 2010
Take your pick
It hits you flush in the gut
you fall to your knees
You can taste the bile in your mouth
Go on, let it go, let it all out
All you wanna do is lie there
Curled up, with your legs tucked in
Giving it up would be easy enough
It is ok, you'll get another shot
You can hear them count you out
They were right all along
You tell everyone it doesn't matter
But it will forever be stuck in your head
Well all it is just a choice
stay down for the count and live with it or
Get back up and go down in flames
Yup...Just another choice.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Helping hand
Every morning, he sits there silently with her. His arm rests on her, she just stands there passively. Something was amiss today; she was lying on the floor next to where he sat. He was completely helpless and couldn't give her a hand. A kid came running to his aid and returned his walking stick.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
dark light
And the abyss calls you back,
Come son rest a while.
Let the world pass you by,
Its not your time to smile.
Your eyes have witnessed your life,
The burden weighs them down.
And then you see his silhouette in the shadows,
You hear the words you were waiting for...main crime master gogo ankhain nikal ke gotiyan khelunga :P
P.S. Would have wanted to end with "He who caged your soul while he was alive" but was getting a bit morose, so pick your ending ;)
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Timez up
Some relationships are time bound. Mine lasted for 9 years. It started with love at first sight and ended amicably. There was no point continuing the facade after falling for someone else. Hope she is treated well by the new guy in her life. Open roads, here I come. Introducing to the world - Pazuzu.

Thursday, December 10, 2009
Cycle of discovery
Check out this link
No shit! So now they have an app on the iPHONE to type a SMS based on what you say... If only we could directly speak to recipient irrespective how far they are...err isn't that a phone call?? BAH!
No shit! So now they have an app on the iPHONE to type a SMS based on what you say... If only we could directly speak to recipient irrespective how far they are...err isn't that a phone call?? BAH!
Tuesday, December 01, 2009
Minefield
His world was spinning round. The heat was getting unbearable. The sudden bursts were numbing his skin. They had said it would last only for three minutes. The beeping had been incessant. Why doesn’t he get me out of here, he thought. Those hands appeared from nowhere. A booming loud voice proclaimed yay, Microwave popcorn!
Sunday, November 22, 2009
End game...
It feels kinda weird...
The taste of cold metal on your tongue.
The last thing that you'll taste...
Will be the taste of your own death.
The futility of what you wanted...
The stuff you were supposed to want.
The whole game of forever playing catchup...
The game in which you were the fat one always to be picked last.
I shot me down...
I hit the ground.
That awful sound...
My arrogance got me shot down.
The last four lines are based on copied from Nancy Sinatra's song in Kill Bill...
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Goldfish syndrome
He couldn't remember anything. He had lost all his memories last night. All the birthdays and anniversaries. He didn't even know who these people were. They had just become numbers to him. He felt as if he had lost a part of his brain. If only he had backed up the data on his mobile.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Bang for your buck...
I have had this thought bouncing around in my head for months now. The value for money funda we Indians have, the "Bhaiya, theek theek lagao" syndrome, is absolutely absurd. As the price point of the stuff goes down we start haggling for a smaller share of the money. It is like we are on a conquest and that 10 or 20/- we do not pay the vendor/auto walah will actually redeem the cash splurge on some shitty "Khan" movie at PVR
The sad part is, these 10-20/- would actually make a difference between the other guy actually getting a decent meal or not. Have you ever bargained for 20/- at any of the glitzy showrooms? If they gave you a discount of 100/- did you say "No no, give another 20/- off"?
It is absurd that we get some sort of sadistic pleasure/sense of achievement from actually saving those 20/-, using it for ordering extra cheese on the next Pizza and then paying a 1000/- to the "fitness center" to burn that bloody cheese off our asses....
The bang for your buck could actually be the sound of a poor soul shooting himself! Ironic isn't it?
The sad part is, these 10-20/- would actually make a difference between the other guy actually getting a decent meal or not. Have you ever bargained for 20/- at any of the glitzy showrooms? If they gave you a discount of 100/- did you say "No no, give another 20/- off"?
It is absurd that we get some sort of sadistic pleasure/sense of achievement from actually saving those 20/-, using it for ordering extra cheese on the next Pizza and then paying a 1000/- to the "fitness center" to burn that bloody cheese off our asses....
The bang for your buck could actually be the sound of a poor soul shooting himself! Ironic isn't it?
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Driving with no brakes...
Heading towards the shining light
The one that would cure all darkness
Your life whizzing past you
The blinkers keep you on track
Alone on a crowded road
Other bots looking for their own lighthouses
Heading towards your salvation
At last you'll be able to get the answer
Pick up hitchhikers on the way
Feel alive in their presence
You ar no longer sure if you want to keep running
Blasphemy...drop them off, they are slowing you down
Stop to take a breather
Take out the plastic that defines your worth
Your royal fatness not fitting into what you want
Well burning more plastic will save your soul
And then you are in its presence
Like a deer caught in the headlights
Well what am I supposed to do now?
Look for the next flickering light and run...
The one that would cure all darkness
Your life whizzing past you
The blinkers keep you on track
Alone on a crowded road
Other bots looking for their own lighthouses
Heading towards your salvation
At last you'll be able to get the answer
Pick up hitchhikers on the way
Feel alive in their presence
You ar no longer sure if you want to keep running
Blasphemy...drop them off, they are slowing you down
Stop to take a breather
Take out the plastic that defines your worth
Your royal fatness not fitting into what you want
Well burning more plastic will save your soul
And then you are in its presence
Like a deer caught in the headlights
Well what am I supposed to do now?
Look for the next flickering light and run...
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Discount?
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Love, life and everything in between...
He fell for her 5 years ago. She no longer quickened his heart beat. He had found a new life now, a new direction. It had been fun while it lasted. It was time to move on. They were over each other, nothing lasts forever. Then he figured, it was just a job after all.
Sunday, August 09, 2009
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