Time zonal

26th June, 2:14AM

Iktara from Wake up Sid is an all time favorite. Both versions. :)

"Ik raat baasi baasi padhi hain sirhane, band darwaaja dekhe roti hain subah..."

And, phew... Español no es fácil!
(i.e. Spanish is not easy!)

I have developed this strange habit of listening to movies while writing, instead of music... Perhaps the boring subjects are culpable for this...

So 'Listening' to Before Sunset! :)

26th June, 2:14PM


I never expected me to be soooooo late for an assignment! I am amused at my capacity of flippancy!

Kishore kumar's Music is something to die for! :) :)

Estoy feliz! :) :D

"Bailamos, let the rhythm take you over Bailamos... Te quiero amor mio..." by Enrique is one awesome number of all times! Enrique Iglesias is a gifted man. Amazingly sexy voice, looks, body and music... Damn, how can you not be his fan!


I have fallen in love with espaniol (spanish)... Have started taking online lessons. :D :)

Ugh

Instrumentals-I love!
Listening to fatal attraction.

Deadline tomorrow- everything's pending!
Why? Why the hell do I HAVE to procrastinate every bloody thing!

Awful Mood- Various Reasons.

Met some old friends today... Friends, really??
To be true, they were more of a boring set of strangers.
Not going would've been a better option if I was given that alternative!

Spent a lot this week- Guilty!
Also ate a lot- Guilty again!

Have been hiding... myself, things, habits...

Losing the grip totally!

I have been truly and totally spaced out!

Fucked up! :S 

Moving along with the scars...

"Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now"


*sigh*


Whatever... it was a bad phase and I can already feel that it's fading away... it may leave behind its remnants but at least a major chunk will be let gone... which is good, isn't it?!


I discerned, I cannot brood for more than 3 days, that's the limit for me! Even when Badimummy passed away, I cried like crazy for 2 days, then on the 3rd day all tears had dried up and I went blank and after the 3rd day I started accepting things the way they were... and the similar thing happened now... 


Black pages are present in every person's life; you weep, yell, brood and finally you move on but moving on doesn't mean you forget about it completely. Just the way every page is a part of a book, every event that happened, be it good or bad, is a part of you, your life. It shapes your personality. Of course, what has happened in these past few days has impacted me badly but I cannot stop there, I'll at least start trudging ahead; the agony will still be there but then that's how it is...


When they say, no one can even imagine what you really are from within and what you have been through, they are right...
People see what you want them to see about you, well 97% of the times...
And, I'm not just talking about me but everyone... I have a few friends who've been through hell in real terms but when you see them, you may never be able to tell...
Such people are real life heroes to me! Kudos to each of them! 


One such source of inspiration to me is one of my best friend's little sister. How to live life and value it, should be learned from her! She may not know but she has indirectly been a great teacher to me, I do not pity her, not a bit... BUT I respect her with all my heart. Thank you, thank you so much darling!

When I start liking listening to sad songs, it's then that I realize, I'm super sad and extra grave...
And right now, I'm liking Jal-Aadat... that means I'm not happy inside though I'm trying to be... No matter how hard I try, I can't fool myself!

Like dealing with the present wasn't already difficult that the past also knocked at my door...

:( :'(

Absolute nothingness

It is strange how presence of work and people keep you away from yourself... and how sometimes it is all that might just help you...

When the pain is so grave that you don't want to talk of it to anyone... in fact you don't want anyone to even know about it...

When we say 'I want to be alone', do we really mean it?
Well... sometimes yes and sometimes no!

But truly, I did not expect me to be so dense... How could I just...
*sigh*

Absolute nothingness is what I feel....
Perhaps this is what happens after the tears dry up...

Cannot survive without music and writing...

And suddenly I'm loving Bon Jovi!

A silent cry

Darkness is all I can see and feel.
Am I really making it a big deal?
It is only me who knows what had happened.
And how it had happened.
How could I trust so easily?
How could I just let it happen to me?
How could I just sit back and see?
What has happened is gone.
I know I can't change it and should move on.
But how do I heal my soul,
For it is wounded deeply.
The tearless agony of which
Will never lessen an inch...

The touch

He swiftly held her hand and started caressing it softly

Softness of that touch had set her soul ablaze

He then touched her left thigh

And the sea of revulsion within her turned more violent

As he kept feeling her

She kept dying a little more

When his hands were on her waist

She felt as though a dagger was smoothly slicing her marrow

Next he grabbed her tight in his arms

Hollowness conquered her

And each molecule in her body had surrendered to trepidation

She could feel his piercing breath on her neck

The touch of his breath was like a boa’s teeth penetrating gradually in her skin

Suddenly a little pang of valor erupted in her veins

And she shoved him away, she escaped him

She saved her soul from vacating her body

But that gruesome touch will remain intact inside her for eternity 

Nothing's sacred anymore.... It never was...

When someone you respected truly, breaks your myth...
Something very shocking and disgusting happened yesterday, something that I never in my deadliest nightmare could have imagined...
It is strange how you can never know what goes on, on the inside of a person...

...........
Men are only men, not brothers not fathers but only men!  No relation, no love, no values, no ethics, nothing in this world is greater than the cravings of their testosterone...

Sad...

I get it why the figures show that 90% of rapes take place within the family...
It is so easy for them to cross the frontier of values...

Disgustingly morbid!

Totally shaken-up...

In one of my previous post I'd written, 'I don't get why guys love to assume that every girl who tries to interact with them is interested in them!!!' -that time it never struck me that this also applies to the male members in your family but now it is pretty much clear!

Mr God please save the planet from such parasites... they are eating up the humanity and the global cultural values... Do something!