Is there no mountain higher???

Well...prev blog was put up on 1st of Aug. It's 27th Nov today. something' s changed yet nothing.i ve become someone yet nothing.turn around to find out its all about double standards.almost believing it.

shud have gone by now.turns out its not just Alice who kept tumbling down the rabbit hole.

this line keeps running in my head 'its not yet time maybe'...who/what decides that?surely would love to turn and change my world.be the sunrise in my universe!yuck!point is...an idea hits u at the weirdest hour...if only that hour would prolong until its incorporated.

why is it that in order to change your situation, it involves people!!!

Get Up, Stand Up!!!

Wut do u do ven u’re made…as in MADE…2 regret a decision tat u took. Are you a rebel widout a cause?

There seem 2 b way too many low moments and I’m wondering…if this was the right decision, the one that I took, then why isn’t it working out? Simple logic of afta u cook, you eat tat food. If I still believe that this is the right decision cos my instinct says so, my belief, my experience says so…then that’s taken…I do take it…wid the highs and lows. You cant walk into a battlefield and then announce that war isn’t the answer to everything! You cant walk into the battlefield, raise your sword and say ‘Jus had a facial, go easy ya’ll.’ And you most certainly cannot walk into the battlefield, well armored even, looking ahead at the fast approaching enemy – glistening spears, rumbling earth, dust collecting and pushing up, vision blurring – and rethink the move, worse clam up, worst of all…give up.

Feel like swearing, screaming, bawling, disappearing…need a punching bag for a gift. Its so cold outside, you just want to envelop yourself wid I dunno wut…mebbe jus a thick sheet or quilt will do…and then u wanna get all wannabe and say I want those beautiful moments 2 envelop me ya, I want my lover 2 envelop me ya, I wanna make a memory…

Oh, this illusory line between bailing out and still believing!!!

The time has come…I’m standing, feeling taller than the others, knowing sth more than the others, and guess wut I’m most definitely right unlike them dis time arnd…didn’t even need a confirmation abt tat or a reassurance. The next second cums da screwed up question…the time has come 2 bail out or wage war or believe or end everything?

For the first time ever I found THAT…walkin in it...u're outta dis race and i beat u to it. Surprise! Surprise!

For it will all happen, and I’ll smile…and tat my fren s inevitable!!

ah!dis game o betrayal...ironic an @#$%*& up!!

Questions U Ask Ven Turnin 25!!!

Its just you reading this now, so tell yourself the truth. Who or what determines your life? The phase you are going through right now, the friend you were sms-ing a while ago, the kind of marriage your parents have, the boss who always underpays you and specifically you, how about the weather, morals, standards, education, Elvis Presley, Jim Morrison, Kelly Clarkson, current balance on your prepaid card, and oh how about this…a lover, an ex-lover, ex-flames, unknown/known future partner…and this final one is going to take your breath away…do you determine your life? I’m talking about the you – ice-cream lover, spicy food lover, good cook, can’t cook, absolute romantic, arrogant, temperamental, funny, wannabe, confused, illiterate, scared shit, reserved, straight, curled, rebonded…and no this is not an endless list.

Who determines your life? What determines your life? When? On what basis? What kind of base make up do you use? How much of yourself do you let who see? What is with these questions? Do you answer all of them? Are you planning on answering all of them? Have you answered most? Is it the truth? Do I trust you telling me the right answers? Are your answers what I want them to be or are they what they are? Have I always taken you by face value? Or do I know things about you that you wished no one knew? Do you have any idea how much I have judged you? Am I delusional? “You will never know everything!!” you say…I say, “Oh really?” So now you have that look on your face…Is she for real? Does she know? Do I love you?

There’s always a blast from the past today, that throws us into the future…literally. I had promised myself that the romance topic was going to be a no-no in this blog. So guess what I’m still sticking by it. Unless of course this achy-breaky heart is healed, answered.

She told me she didn’t know what love was to her. She knew my answer was going to be ‘It is everything and nothing.’

I think the funniest word ever is ‘Choice’. I wanna know who made it sound so easy in history that we are bearing the brunt of it now! Post my 20-Questions spree, I am signing off. You answer them and lemme know. Bah!

Is It The City That Makes Us???

Bada bim bada boom!!frm a considerably tolerable and nice hometown to a thrivin metropolis...had no clue i wud land up there and jus didnt see the attachment cum thro...i mean HYDERABAD man!! Land o pickles and spicy food...my assumption??

when we figure out its time to move on and change cities, we do so. looking fwd to tat breath of fresh air, ppl and remember tat we have alwez bin told "shiftin cities will do u good.u can do anythin tat u want." s it like tat...do the people make the city or does the city make them?

did u do "everything tat u wanted" in that new city? or are u wid the others..today's robots? "doode i got so mucha work man..don even wanna tk a break 2 pee." notice the "wanna".who ever says tats all there is...on a higher level, the wannabes will tell u its the difference between living in an assumption/delusion/schizophrenia Vs livin in reality. now which one's which?

i had defined my territory; i lived wid tat "people"..tat counsel which tells you "btw u work for us"...hah!the people were weird...crowded streets, frm crazy drunks to surrogate moms...they were all there...all...they live together and continue to wonder if the togetherness was abt disrupting the balance or maintainin it...i lived among them. and so did u.

now come the pickles and spicy food...the pearls the shopping the partyin the stuff...all o it and everythin frm it in one breath. then comes the travel, the opportunities, the monuments...who broke that fort wall...time or the soldiers or were they in the middle of renovating???

now here's the dreaded second part...the other city. a city that shouts with no voice at all. people who hear with no ears. to live in the assumption (yea u can quote me) tat THAT is THE city. fooled by your own sense of foolishness i wud say. so are u jus lyin down on the road while the road roller wid all the tar rooooollllls over you and u wait for it to make the u-turn and come back...then to actually follow it wherever it goes? is that an addictive city or is it just you?there are fellow 'rolled-overs' but u r still alone..get up and get out!its time...

and for the grand finale...home sweet home! ah! thank the man who termed that. worst summers, power cuts rt in da afternoons ven the temp s nth less than a 49 degrees! the myth/curse of the dysfunctional families, the arrogance and the "v look down upon other city ppl...even the district ones" (poor guys didnt know there was a varied range of categories to choose frm while doin sth as simple as shoppin or eatin) Love the arrogance, the rains and the passion 2 work and the quite moments. here my dear...the smile comes thro.and WE can see the doubts and fears and complexities of the others enterin our domain! "oh u're all so docile.." do the lions announce their hunt..can u actually see them send across tat bandi first wid a loudspeaker "yo yo yo v're a comin, watch out!"...the blind others.

so is this how u wud define a city..an influential school of thought thats geographically visible???