whatever

Honours over.....pretty scary a statement nah?no i was talkin about my honours papers being over...this was my graduation exam...so i am technically through wid the honours course but dont know if i have qualified to the next level or not...i mean d results will be out in august...so dat marks yet another step for more struggle in life...i was just tellin my friend the other day that this is like lost case,u move to the next level n u start another survival game n if u dont qualify u r doomed to non-existence. n these r the times i miss school acutely...u just knew dat wid every term u r through to another class,but atleast they werent struggles of identity,they wernt games of survival.

i am bugged

exams sucks!exams sucks!exams sucks!
well yes ihave my exams coming up n sorry i am just not being able to update my blog,but really wanna let my creatvity flow once i am done wid dis hell i am goin through now.

kiss of the sun

the sun has been kissing me too much...n i know he is passionate coz he manages to scorch my cheeks while he does that...and as a sign of luv he has left behind two pimples on my right cheek which i dont particalrly like...i know u would negate saying u dont get pimples from d sun's adoration,but the other day after him following me where ever i went n with aN illegal pact with the wind he blew hot breeze on my face n from then on my face saw the sprouts of these silly irritating unimpressive things someone named 'pimple'...i have befriended the umbrella instead,i guess i would flirt with him this summer...silly sun...I HATE U

haircut

I got a haircut...and i am feelin on top of the world...strange but true,out of a weird equation of happiness,haircut=rejuvination to me.As soon as my hair becomes a menace to me i run to my pet parlour...wait for my pet hair dresser to arrive,and then enjoy the entire process of chopping off my hair...i know its pretty unlike of a girl to say so,but i am often termed 'mad' for a number of reaons.i luv it when the wind grazes through my scalp which otherwise doesnt get to pass through when my hair is tied.i need the wind coz i am usually hot headed.and then my hair doesnt need time to dry and i can just leave it widout combing...i dont know how my friends and boyfriend would react...coz i have actually cut it short.My freiends get pretty amused coz they always see my hair growin to a certain length...i dont think they would be surprised coz they know i keep givin my hair a new look every now n then.mom gave a +ve reaction n i know i am lookin good.he he.unfortuantely i stilll have a streak of normality left in me otherwise i wish to get blue n red streaks on my hair...wear a torn jeans and a rock tshirt,wear rajasthani banjara types bangles,carry a santinekatan 'jhola',wear one earring,and 'paragon' hawai chappals,smear my eyes with kohl n wallah!the look is complete...i know i would look like an alien but when oneday you see someone like that,remember its 'me'.

NOT A NURSERY RHYME

Twinkle,twinkle,a little scar.
Wonder why my home is so far!
Up above the sky so high,
Someone gave a gentle sigh.

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I was standing on the banks of obscurity,
watching life flow,and from it arised a mist of vagueness.

Strange,mystifying,hopeless dreams strewn allover it,
like the filth men leave behind on Nature's creations.
No I don't relish pain,neither am I obsessed with it.
yet i call it filth beacuse they are nothing but obnoxious
leftovers of a caustic phenomenon of the pituitary.

People name it with many an aesthetic words,
till they are jolted to reality.
Even i was shakened up,dragged,and grounded to the obvious,the truth.
Leaving a bitter taste on all my senses and the subconscious as well.

I kept staring,and staring ahead.
Many a particles breezed into the eye and a splash of water removed them.

I got glasses hoping to see life better,
may be I could even view the discrepencies and paradoxes.
I Did.I have started understanding Homo sapiens better.
And just as I was prepared to close my eyes from the sails of the ship I travelled,
An alien wind gave it a flutter again and moved it to another route to my destination.

I don't know from where the wind came,how it came.
And I have let the ship flow to where it is taking me.I don't think i will regret.

BeAuTy

I saw raindrops trickling down,
down the freshly bathed leaves.
Reflecting a green that seems forever,
and I threw a question,"is beauty this?"

I saw the sunset down the horizon,
right from the window of my same old room.
A gorgeous hue of pink,orange and blue prevailed,
and i questioned again "Is that how beauty bloom?"

I saw the star studded night awakening,
clad in glorious darkness,
with a mystifying smile the moon stared back,
and my heart muttered " Beauty must not be any less!"

I saw a mother feeding her baby,
the child clinging to her bosom,
my soul called out again and said,
"is that how easily beauty blossom?"

In an eternal moment i looked at 'his' eyes,
trying to delve at its depth.
There i was a for a complete surrender,
realising Love initiates Beauty's breath.

Who has ever said beauty is the treasure
of the prettiest,the handsomest?
Beauty is like th omnipotent Him,
wherever,whenever you seek for it,
It is there to hold your hand like an everlasting dream.

Beauty beats in a flowing river, a scorching sun,in a wild green,
Beauty exists in united arms,a gentle smile,a friend's grin.

Beauty is everything your soul can imbibe,
though often lying in the eye's of the beholder.
It can be a handful or a handsome amount,
mind you it is always young and never older.

Beauty can create,Beauty can break
It is a concept individual's make,
Beauty has never been confined in time
It is eternal and life's true rhyme.

i wish

I wish i had a gun....had to kill some