:: Blahs-phemy ::

One song, one damn song; stuck in the head for quite a few days now. And not the whole song; just 3 lines from it. Nevertheless its entangled completely with my thoughts. I’m hardly thinking; ‘m quiet, humming, observing, smiling with lips barely displaced leaving slightest of curves on my cheeks... Ever wondered why songs get stuck in the head? When do they leave? Are you consciously aware of it? This is the song that’s on my mind. Its a story penned down to the perfect blend of words and sound. I recommend this to all – its definitely worth a listen! REMEMBERING SUNDAY by ALL TIME LOW Woke up from dreaming and put on his shoes Started making his way past two in the morning He hasn't been sober for days Leaning out into the breeze Remembering Sunday he falls to his knees They had breakfast together But two eggs don't last like the feeling of what he needs Now this place is familiar to him She pulls on his hand with a devilish grin She led him upstairs, she led him up sta...

Summer vacations have been a snooze fest for me. I always rattle on and make a list of things I want to try a hand on but that enthusiasm never lingers because of authentic reasons obviously (laziness and who’ll-go-shopping-for-the-things-in-this-freaking-heat). But this time, oh my my *smirks* I actually did something!! I blame my clumsiness for this… last year I broke quite a few things which dint break adequately so I couldn’t wholeheartedly fling them away considering where I bought it from and how much I shelled out. I preserve things till its impossible for me to collect it from the ground. So finally, Tadaaaa… Welcome to my hobby lobby! S ince I’ve got that thing with readymade table mats.. I thought of making one myself. I bought a few ice cream sticks and stuck them in this fashion. Absolutely effortless and very cheap. Ahh.. childhood memories! ;;) And yeah, that’s my coffee mug :P ********************************************************* I had bought that bell th...

Had written this when I felt like its been ages since I smiled. Just thought of a few things I like.. a few things I appreciate and a few observations that makes my mind smile and felt like penning them down.. it doesnt take much to be happy! :-) How often do we observe, Idyllic green curves. Magnificence of nature, Weird creatures. Our panoramic view Makes us feel we have but few Often we forget, Our minds happy even by a miniscule! Fragrance of fresh flowers, Aroma after morning showers, Smell of the wet ground, Listening to the heart beats pound. A pup struggling to climb a step, Or searching a bead in a room unkempt, An ant trying to find its way, On tiles that all look the same. Looking for a friend in utter mayhem, Or walking with them in complete rhythm, Singing favorite songs together, Or humming tunes totally muddled. Though not a shriek of joy, The soul’s gratified. Happiness is something one discovers, With time that passes by.

1 . Learn a few dance forms… basics atleast… salsa, jive, ball room dancing waltz may be. 2. GIVE UP ON JUNK… esp vada pav, and anything with pav… no pizza… no fries (burger occasionally.. when out for study tours; lays once in a while.) 3. Learn how to swim. (glob…glob ..glob) 4. Don’t care to back answer or completely ignore the people whom you don’t like and who bitch about you. 5. Make at least one classic canvas painting. 6. Solve one Sudoku each day . 7. Spend the scholarship money sensibly … 15 grands to dad n mom… rest 2.7.. DO NOT WASTE ON CRAPPY STUFF. 8. Look into the mirror and smile at least twice a day., no matter how bad the day is or how bad the smiles gonna be! 9. Take up less responsibility in college. Don’t screw up academics. 10. Try to loose weight and look better! 11. Do not fight for everybody’s tiffin during breaks… rembr: You are TRYING to loose weight. 12. Shop for ...

BLINK After the course of discovering my own self, I know what I want at last! But then my heart prompts me, The glimpses of the past. My thoughts create a melody, That leads one into song. And then we sing together And call it our own. My hearts kinda stuck somewhere, Though it beats the same. I wonder how things would be, If it remained unchanged. My mind is full of images, Memories from the past. Even though moved on in life, Those feelings seem to last. But now I know what I want, what I do and how I act. My spirits reaching out for the stars, Dealing the world with mere tact! I dream a million dream, If only one come true I pray to thee, Is to live my life my way, My way, my style, live it just as me.

I sit alone and wonder about the things that makes me ponder 'bout the people from whom I learn how to remain calm and tactiturn 'bout what makes me sensitive and mime and the hardest nut at the same time 'bout what I believe, dream and seek for something, that gives me hope and faith, even though the chances are bleak 'bout feelings that should remain deep inside which wont be given much importance if let outside 'bout love and its consequences its distance, boundaries and fences 'bout giving up and letting go neglecting the feelings that would make me low or 'bout fighting for what might have a chance for it to flourish and enhance And about what makes me different Different, from infinite souls that fret Different, in some way that makes me proud Different, from being a dot in the crowd.