Tell me why you cry..

Because one fine day, the tables shall be turned..

Because one fine day, the agony shall be spurned.

The man in the arena will again hold the gold,

History shall witness, the tales never told.

Because one fine day, the combat will confine,

Because one fine moment, will send chills up the spine.

The resurrection will come alive, dripping blood in the sands,

As the gladiator shall march, eulogizing, will turn stands.

And because one fine day, The Almighty shall accord,

Because that one moment, will be worth a record.

The stereotypes will be gone, solace will multiply,

Never say die kid...tell me why you cry? :-)

The One Way Street

Allies around us...people surrounded us...deadlines bound us and seconds wound us.
There are people you keep 'off the hook' , you know, just in case you run short of some... And so are people 'on the hook', you know, the ones you have when you want them bad!
Why do I mention that?
Because on and off the hook, there are people you envy, follow, inspire from, conspire about, and even feel sorry for.
Apparently you tend to ignore and leave them in the between. But little do we know, is that we, while being the master for someone, also roleplay a bait. Karma is a bitch and it will come for us. We cannot necessarily ignore the fact that we have our own share of backups but at the same time, will admit to being hooked by someone somewhere. The next posts will be about such instances that got us serving as a bait.

The Longest Night

I don’t know what makes me write this….maybe just an instinctive rush that makes me do so….This is not something very inspirational or motivational….but still….It just came out of my pen naturally….

Its 8th November 2010….1:11 AM…..probably a time when I’m usually enveloped by my dreams or else enveloped by a group of friends at my room……but not tonight….for tonight is different….not because its special….actually….I cant figure out why……but yes…something is exclusive……there is no sign of sleep…no sign of any activity that can probably keep me occupied….its just me…..alone....and my mind filled with endless thoughts……literally endless…..I have often been title as a random individual….and maybe now I know why…..for every second..a new thought crosses my brain… Health…Friends…Family….Career….Sex…..Future….Uncertainity…..Alcohol….Past life…are just to name a few….. However, what makes this night collated is the simple fact that I don’t mute these thought anymore…I listen to them….and each realm throws me into a distinctiveness…. Beyond my imagination…above my power……………oh! looks like I’m being random again!

As I close my eyes….i don’t see any black…I see the expectations…..I feel them rising and that sends me tremors across my spine….for as of now…expectations haven’t brought any good to me….I see my past….the dreams that were left incomplete…..perceptions that were never revived…..and ideas that disappeared amidst the practical truths and thoughts…. I visualize aspects that still need my attention…my career….my engineering……my family….I wish I could go back and turn the tide for being an engineer was the last thing I ever wanted……I see my academic chart…..which unlike the expectations is constantly seeing a decline……I find it hard to express…..also being random is getting a part of this charm…or atleast of this night….my thoughts are now flavored with philosophy…. For now I ask myself …. Is there absolutely no room for human feelings in this era of rationalism?.... If actions speak louder than words….then why is a pen considered mightier than a sword?.....Is that it?....Will I always be an academic toddler…for I never wanted to become an engineer…..and maybe wanted to do something I always wanted…say…I could have become a writer….or a communication designer….or a news reader…or maybe an architect……I now feel mu creative quotient being suppressed by the fictional technical instinct that actually was supposed to be explored…..little did I know that a thing that doesn’t exist cannot be explored!...

As the night moves on…..My thought do so as well........I don’t know if this is an escape route…but its value…like the other absolute attributes…will keep on decreasing…and decreasing…until it all ends….

Silence……