Age is just a number.

"I never want to be old

And I don't want dependants

It's no fun to be told

That you can't blame your parents anymore "

- Steven Wilson. (Sentimental)

So much sense these 4 lines make.

How many of us actually want to grow up?
Be responsible?
Take responsiblities of your own self and the other few who'll depend on you, like almost 10 years from now?
It's so easy to be young, immature, foolish.
It's so easy to run and cling to your parents when you're in trouble.
It's easy to blame someone for your mistakes.
In short, It's so easy for us to run from whats coming tomorrow.

I myself somehow happen to hate the entire concept of growing up.
I dont wanna grow up.
I want to day dream my afternoon away.
I want to waste my weekends with friends.
I want hangovers, every monday.
I want to be taken care of.
I want to spend my day lazing around, chilling and listening to music.
I want everything i now am, as a child.
THE ONLY THING I WANT TO LIVE FOR IS, TODAY.

How i wish i could be more like Peter Pan and never grow up :)
But just as you know you're growing old you learn to take responsibilities.
Fearing responsibilities and refusing to accept them are two different things.
I have my responsibilities and i understand them perfectly.
But some how i fear the ones coming.

All you polished people who refuse to accept that they fear tomorrow - are nothing but children with zillions of layers of adult consciousness.
Deep inside you know you fear responsibillities as much as i do.
So far the favourite part my my day has been only nights. Cuz every next morning is just gonah make you old and sure as hell it'll come with a new responsibility everytime.
When you're a kid the desire to have a Xbox gets replaced by the desire to have Ferrari as you grow old and you keep working on it. Except that you dint have to earn your dreams for the former.
Dreams are just channels that connet you to your inner child.
Trust them.
There's so much you can love about life, only if you accept to face the child in you every morning you wake up.
It's only the acceptance that will unburden your ever-growing responsibilites.
Don't kill your inner child.
It would just make you someone else, someone so weak.
When the original purpose of life seems to have lost a connection with you ; your un-ending youth is the only antidote. And why not, good thing about still being a child is the unbribed imagination, curosity to learn & enthusiasm.

Remeber - Tomorrows not just consuming you, me or him- It's consuming US ALL!
Everything will be easy JUST-
"Trust yourself, your innerself.
Trust the child in you" :)

*Hits the play button. Sits back listening to Sentimental*

xoxo
Seema :)

Simple joys :)

Why is it the simple things of life that we loved  as children, we let fall to the way side of our youth?

:)

:)

Today i bring you bubbles, starlit sky, butterflies & flowers :)

I can't think of any other thing that brought more joy to me as a child than these.

Getting lost wondering what would it be like to touch the stars?

The joy i got inflating these bubble & then running behind them trying to burst all of them.

The happiness i felt looking at the flowers.

The desire of flying somewhere far away like a butterfly.

Such beautiful things in life that go ignored as we grow up.

*sigh*

I wish they would last forever, but then if they did - they would not be special! :)

Cheers!

xoxo,

Seema :)

Still we survived :)

Guys you ought to check this slide show out ..

I just randomly happened to find this when i googled a note my friend tagged me in.

Sit back. Read. Go re-live the memories :)

READ IT COMPLETELY, I INSIST!

Howdidonesurvive

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Shukriya Baba Deshpande :D

Sumedh Deshpande - the only reason why i am not punching you right in your face is cuz you've always been there for me.

WAIT! why did i want to punch you so bad?

I forgot :|

To a friend, for all his support and time ..

" मैं जभी जहा भी कड़ी धुप में था, तेरी ज़ुल्फ़ ने मुझ पे छाया किया "

(Main jabhi jaha bhi kadi dhup mein tha teri zulf ne muj pe chaya kiya)

So , thanks for using Garnier Fructis long and strong.

For it to be long, it's gotto be strong.. (HAHAHAHA!)

Apna khayal rakhna! (TAKE CARE!)

=]]

P.S. Bleh :P

P.P.S. Go die Deshpande. NOW! :D

P.P.P.S. Raaaaaaandomness at it's best :)

♥ Old times ♥ Old days ♥ Old songs ♥

I couldn't help myself from posting this lyrics to this song.

After ages it's come close to my heart once again.

So let kick back to the ♥ Old times ♥ Old days ♥ Old songs ♥

Here it goes,

SNUFF :)

Bury all your secrets in my skin

Come away with innocence and leave me with my sins

The air around me still feels like a cage

And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again

So if you love me let me go

And run away before I know

My heart is just too dark to care

I can?t destroy what isn't there

Deliver me into my fate

If I'm alone I cannot hate

I don't deserve to have you

Ooh, my smile was taken long ago

If I can change I hope I never know

I still press your letters to my lips

And cherish them in parts of me that savor every kiss

I couldn't face a life without your lights

But all of that was ripped apart when you refused to fight

So save your breath, I will not care

I think I made it very clear

You couldn?t hate enough to love

Is that supposed to be enough?

I only wish you weren't my friend

Then I could hurt you in the end

I never claimed to be a saint

Ooh, my own was banished long ago

It took the death of hope to let you go

So break yourself against my stones

And spit your pity in my soul

You never needed any help

You sold me out to save yourself

And I won?t listen to your shame

You ran away, you're all the same

Angels lie to keep control

Ooh, my love was punished long ago

If you still care don't ever let me know

If you still care don't ever let me know

P.S. What am i gonah do with you - EVERYTHING! :)

P.P.S. Kd, for Slipknot is not all that bad after all..

P.P.P.S. Thing song is a forever thing :D

Agr0mania!

Wondering why?

Yes i have this real real real desire to be free, free from all the emotions.

I want to be on my own.

I want to be free from pain, sadness. Well wait all i am doing is just listing synonyms to LOVE.

I do not want to exist anywhere around love.

Well now when i see the 16 year olds walking hand in hand the first thing that troubles the shit out of my lil two bits is, what sort of magic would have brought them together?

It is as incomprehensible to me as a foreign language with different alphabets.

Don't y'all effing lil things know that it's not too much of a fun when you make someone a habit.

Cuz that habit is not gonah be with you forever.

I've come across so many relations and till date haven't found a single one working out.

All i see is the couples cheating on each other at some point of time.

Guy cheating on his girl with the girls best friend.

Girl cheating on her guy fo some stranger who promised to keep her happy.

AND YES OFCOURSE the most common of all cheating someone for ex-lover .. Many more..

And i don't understand like WHY in the world only 'I' had to witness all this..

Well after wasting my time for 2 years and not believing in what i saw around me i finally now have understood, THERE'S NOTHING CALLED AS TRUE LOVE!

People are so paranoid about getting ditched in a way or other by their partner, well why not?

They've earned thier straight ticket to paranoia, Since there nothing left to trust.

Trust is something which takes a long time to develop.

If not for trust i don't think the lil bit of relations out there would have been pulling it off till the end.

And lack of trust just makes love practically impossible.

Even if any miracle takes place, such kind of love is bound to fade away BIG TIME.

Plus to the various factors that add to a relationship -- the DISTRACTION and EXPECTATIONS is what i am talking about.

Well i would rather say that expectations and distractions are directly proportional to each other. HAHA!

Listen to this logic carefully,

When you don't fulfil the expectation there's always someone else to distract your partner who inturn fills the void created by the huge expectations.

And also vice versa, like -- When there's distraction, the expectations shoot up to the maximum level automatically.

Simple it is.

Guys want a variety or they'll leave you.

Well hello how much of a variety your mom was?

It's high time they should try to be a realistic lover.

And also should accept that they can't have everything in this world.

Not only guys, there are girls who'd dessert you if you are broke..

Like i am not even kidding, A friend of mine actually happens to wear guys on her sleeves.

she dusts them off if they can't spend on her.

Well this again is an unrealistic expectation girls have.

I mean your guy generally is of the same age as yours.

If you're studying, so is he.

And in that case HOW on the earth is he supposed to earn for you?

ALSO the few amazing issues that left me hating guys,

one of the chicks who told me how does her one helluva boyfriend, a highly nymphomaniac jerk just uses her for sleeping business.

And that he hits her and takes away all her sallary.

I mean c'mon how paralyzed are you by love that you couldn't leave such a chut.

Other case where the guy drinks and abuses the chick.

Another case where the 19 year old is on the verge of becoming a mom, and her guy has no sense of resposiblity towards her.

Still she craves for that jerk. So blinded by love, aren't you?

Well wait why are we getting into all the complexities of irresponsible people?

You'd never know what do they think about you.

Coming back to the simpler issues,

Lack of understanding ..

Like when you're in love you don't care what the rest of the people think you're.

Only that one persons take on you matters.

Plus when the partner refuses to accept you the way you're, it's damn sad.

You rather should go commit suidcide than planning to stay in the relationship.

Plus Relationship shouldn't be of the kinds where you aren't free to do anything.

If it's costing your freedom, then it obviously isn't worth the efforts.

They should trust you enough to set you free and to let you talk and express your way out.

Too much of crap involved no?

This is the sole reason why i am running away.

I do not want to change myself.

Neither do i want to be disappointed knowing that i am not too efficient for the who-so-ever partner.

Also that i immensely HATE the cheating business.

And i dont think i am much capable of tolerating the no freedom issue.

PLUS i hate math so much that i don't want to deal with the entire distraction & expectation equation..

I'd rather stay alone through out my life, than giving myself away to any random jerk.

P.S. Stay single. Live happy. Die proud.

P.P.S. I know you'd want to say that there are exceptions .. well those exceptions dont really remain exclusive for too long.

P.P.P.S I don't know if it's my imagination or is it for real that i've finally found something worth living for. Contradicts to my post no? But yes MUSIC it is. If not for music i'd be dead by now.

**Plays Brain damage by Pink Floyd**

Brain Damage Lyrics

The lunatic is on the grass The lunatic is on the grass remembering games and daisy chains and laughs got to keep the loonies on the path The lunatic is in the hall the lunatics are in the hall the paper holds their folded faces to the floor and every day the paper boy brings more

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Lights, camera -MOURN! :|

I've started to dislike emotions a lot.

And also that how these emotions just take a toll over you when you're sad.

Just plain and ugly everything seems.

You start thinking everyone's being so unfair.

Everything is so sad.

You wish all that you've lost comes back.

You start missing the moments that once made you laugh.

You ignore everything you have right now.

You focus more on what's gone, and certainly is never coming back.

Ya i am damn sad right now.

And i am feeling like a douche bag.

For everything i just let go.

I could have fought back my parents and would have never got shifted.

Just a small shift of residence, changed everything so drastically.

Crazy new world.

I never thought i'll be living something unusual.

I miss you Radhika, i miss every bit of the daily lukhagiri we did.

I miss every moment that i spent in ghatkopar which are now just memories.

I miss my old home.

All i can cherish is the memory of the pleasure i got when my only love rex; my pet, was around me.

I miss everything about you rex.

I miss every lil fight i had with my childhood friends, every next promise we made to never fight again.

I miss sitting on my usual place in the playground at the wee hours n miss star gazing.

I miss saving that whores not so sexy arse, who happened to break my life into infinite pieces.

I miss not being in the same area as my friends are.

I miss my school, the college - everything.

You wouldn't get the opportunity to read this Maitri, but i miss you ton.

I miss every lil thing about the seema-radhi-maitri trio.

I miss paras's guju accent.

I miss seeing my school friends every weekend.

I hate that i now dont have anything to replace the time of the day i spent with that jerk.

I hate that i fail to see if someone/something's filling the gap.

I hate everything about not seeing my friends for a long time.

I hate all the false promises.

I hate the pretentiousness, people now are so used to.

I hate the every bit of practicality the jerk spoke about.

I hate that everyone's getting over all these moments that i heart - A LOT.

I hate that i am too paralyzed to not get over it.

I hate not being practical.

I hate myself for being so skeptical.

I hate everything about not being able to say what i want to.

P.S. Just avoid the post. It's sadness :|

P.P.S. ...............

P.P.P.S .....................................

He was wronged.. :(

THIS SEXY MAN WAS WRONGED HE SHOULD BE LIVING

Something that kills me inside every time i read.

This is Kurt Cobain's suicide note. As with all rock stars there are conspiracy theories running wild, in Cobain's case the story goes that his wife Courtney Love had him murdered and the note is not a suicide note. Cobain never mentions his own death.

To Boddah:
Speaking from the tongue of an experienced simpleton who obviously would rather be an emasculated, infantile complain-ee. This note should be pretty easy to understand.

All the warnings from the punk rock 101 courses over the years, since my first introduction to the, shall we say, ethics involved with independence and the embracement of your community had proven to be very true. I haven't felt the excitement of listening to as well as creating music along with reading and writing for too many years now. I feel guilty beyond words about these things.

For example, when we're backstage and the lights go out and the manic roar of the crowds begin, it doesn't affect me the way in which it did for Freddie Mercury, who seemed to love, relish in the love and adoration from the crowd which is something I totally admire and envy. The fact is, I can't fool you, any one of you. It simply isn't fair to you or me. The worst crime I can think of would be to rip people off by faking it and pretending as if I'm having 100% fun.

Sometimes I feel as if I should have a punch-in time clock before I walk out on stage. I've tried everything within my power to appreciate it (and I do, God, believe me I do, but it's not enough). I appreciate the fact that I and we have affected and entertained a lot of people. It must be one of those narcissists who only appreciate things when they're gone. I'm too sensitive. I need to be slightly numb in order to regain the enthusiasms I once had as a child.

On our last 3 tours, I've had a much better appreciation for all the people I've known personally, and as fans of our music, but I still can't get over the frustration, the guilt and empathy I have for everyone. There's good in all of us and I think I simply love people too much, so much that it makes me feel too fucking sad. The sad little, sensitive, unappreciative, Pisces, Jesus man. Why don't you just enjoy it? I don't know!

I have a goddess of a wife who sweats ambition and empathy and a daughter who reminds me too much of what I used to be, full of love and joy, kissing every person she meets because everyone is good and will do her no harm. And that terrifies me to the point to where I can barely function. I can't stand the thought of Frances becoming the miserable, self-destructive, death rocker that I've become.

I have it good, very good, and I'm grateful, but since the age of seven, I've become hateful towards all humans in general. Only because it seems so easy for people to get along that have empathy. Only because I love and feel sorry for people too much, I guess.

Thank you all from the pit of my burning, nauseous stomach for your letters and concern during the past years. I'm too much of an erratic, moody baby! I don't have the passion anymore, and so remember, it's better to burn out than to fade away.

Peace, love, empathy,

Kurt Cobain

Frances and Courtney, I'll be at your altar.
Please keep going Courtney, for Frances.
For her life, which will be so much happier without me.

I love you, I love you!

P.S. YOU WILL BE MISSED, FOREVER <3