As beautiful as it can be

Another night out..another set of dreams that I could've had...another good night's sleep lost...and another 12 hours earned...:P ..As I wasted the time or rather carefully learned and battled away the minute intricacies of how not to let the sleep or any other kind of pressure summon myself from dozing out..I was enlightened by the understanding of the word life...which some of us are living and some of us dream about while other choose to ignore and dupe themselves into living something which just holds a slight resemblance to what they have ended up calling "living life".
Anyways..that was me blabbering ..So....while I was not sleeping it should be quiet obvious that there must be something that I was doing....even though I could never understand the need for people to do something just for the sake of telling people..but I wouldn't take that away from you all ..all i did was... watched some flicks..some music videos...listened to music and kept changing my sitting and laying positions all over the room..and after 8 hours of twisting and turning and churning and what not...I realised the importance of a simple cup of tea in the morning ......
To some of us it might be just another morning ritual ..but there are quiet a few..who couldn't move an inch until we recieve that 100 ml. of pure heaven..which carries us to the rest of the day...this specific group of people mostly consists of those who cant shit until they are one cup down....and after that cup there is no looking back..and a long boring 16 hour journey thus begins with few breaks here and there..
Well this is just one thing which I realised..and no matter how silly it might sound..I never thought about tea way before..and therefore this has to be mentioned..
Now, coming to the more serious part..what if our lives were perfect. I mean what if noone made any mistakes throughout his span of life..what if people were happy and contented..what if there is solution for every problem and we could solve it within a matter of seconds..what if every situation had background score..I prefer jazz or something on voilin or acoustic or piano...which brings me to another what if..what if we could choose the background score according to our likes or dislikes....what if we didnt have to learn anything or struggle for anything..and so on..life would have been awesome had it been presented to us before coming down as an abstract..
I know I would have certainly enjoyed it if somehow I got my hands on the epilogue and the prelude of my story.....
And I hate turns too..the one we find on roads..I hate them.........so there shouldn't be any turns too...there should've been just one straight road ....connecting everything to everything....somehow i believe that there was a time when things were like that only..but we people managed to make everything a bit more complex than before with every change and every generation..and now..we can only dream about what could have been a reality had people stopped long ago..and did nothing..:P

Another day at the end of time !

I am sick of waiting for that feeling to arrive..the feeling that almost all my peers are feeling right now..that nostalgic thought about everything that has happened in last five years here....I want to be nostalgic and all that but somehow writing about everything or somethings is something that I dont fancy. Of course I have met some beautiful people (beautiful heart..u shallow bitches) and some real assholes ..and together we made some of the greatest nights and awesome days to remember ..but I really cant differentiate between a great experience or an okay experience....to me every experience was as funny as it was sad...funnny for the obvious reasons..and sad because it went away just like everything else..it has passed..and I knew that from the moment it started....I know it is insane of me to think about things like this..but well isn't it true...:)
At last, all I can say is ( as I wait for my guide to come back and take my bloody presentation )
there were two options with me five years back ..when I chose the first one..and got myself into IIT...and somehow I think I made an awesome choice..because of I could feel proud about myself down the line...
I wish to live this life again sometime in the future after 40 years...when most of us will go bald..some of us might be on life supports..some would have lost their perfect 6/6 eyesight while others will carry an extra pair of teeths....and few might need medical assistance to shit and piss and whatever there is that needs assistance...........I wish that I can have this same or a slightly better (financially) life once more to see whether I can do all that I've done over here again and may be more...
This place provides you with lush green environment..and ample space..and so many dark corners...It will be perfect for us when we get old ....We could all do things..that we couldn't do now....:) SEE YA ALL till then :D

Story of a blogger

this dood i met deserves this blog...
age 24-26...spectacles..white shirt...blue denims..sandals.....weird smile..and spiky hairdo..
I met him in this coffee shop nearby...i was waiting for someone...and he was just alone...
so after waiting for like 15 minutes for my friend to arrive i finally decided tht its better to be in a company of a stranger then to be alone in a coffee shop at 3 in the afternoon..and he seemed interesting...after few minutes of formal conversation..he started talking abt..his blog obsession..this dood had a blog acct. in every possible site that could have ever existed...thn he told me the story abt how he got down to blogging..he was dumped by his girlfriend a year ago..he was so pissed..that he formed a grp. of other guys who were also dumped by thr respective gurls..and started a blog community type of thingy..whr they used to post wot ever shit they were feeling everyday...and bitched all day round..
and finally he realized tht he was born to " bitch" (as he proudly calls it wot ever they used to write) and he along with some of his friend started this gossip site...which he mentioned is doing very well..
i wonder wots the story behind others who got into blogging..i used to think tht blogging was just another stupid way to pass the time..but the way he explained everything...got me into thinking the other way round.
Nothing can be considered stupid..you never know..wots ur true calling !!

No title !

I never had a right word for the right moment..just like right now..As I created my blog..and the first blog I am writing is without a title..practically a bastard ! And its not only words I am deprived of..there is hell lot of other stuff I am short off be it anything..cloths, money etc. Its not that I have been like this for all my life..It just happened somewhere between the age of 18-22 . I tell you whats the basic reason behind this..or I should just skip without getting into this any deeper..well thats what I have been doing for so long now that it has become my nature to just not to get involved with people on more intimate level..People have layers like onions and I hate to peal it off them..hey here is an interesting comparison..Now that I think about it..I should think more on this and who knows I might get some layers of myself pealed off !!