Happy Birthday Kurt Cobain.

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If you die, you're completely happy and your soul somewhere lives on. I'm not afraid of dying. Total peace after death, Becoming someone else is the best hope i've got. 
Happy Birthday, Kurt Donald Cobain.

Loneliness is a gigantic place only a friend can pull you out of it.What if you lose that friend?

I'll tell you this thing about friendship, friendsihp is knowing that you have someone you can run to when you know things just aren't right, It is knowing that the other person is going to embrace your problems and provide you with a feedback without questioning your motive. finding time to be together. Understanding the occasional need for distance. Sticking around in bad times. Like they say, Friendship is a comfy situation like home. You get home, kick off your shoes, relax and sigh, "Ahh, home."
   By far whatever i've learned about human interactions is majority of what've learned from friendship. Being able to trust, is one of those. Over a period of time you learn that there's no reason why you shouldn't trust your other best friends because of the few who've forced you to re-think your priorities.
   I've lost love for some of my real close friends. And i feel so lost because of the same. It's like you invest so much effort into something to realize all these years of friendship was just a lie. It's like not know who to beckon to when the only curve in your life's graph is falling drasctically. I don't want to see friendship as something that i cannot build my life's foundation on. It's suppose to be a part of me, it's suppose to be my strength, and that is the only thing i ask for. Friends make mistakes i realize and i find myself forgiving each one of them each time. But its like even though if i do forgive it'll always be like the finest piece of glass art which was broken once and has been put together somehow but you still see the cracks. I guess in such cases you just learn how to pretend that it never broke.
  Friendship is being very happy with someone. And happiness comes from being able to tell the truth. Truth has never harmed anyone. I see no reason why my friend will hide something from me until not asked about it. If you knew it was so crucial for me to know something you should have just said it. Not being honest just makes it worse. Because forgiving someone who has not only let you down but has also kept the truth in covers is just bad.
  I don't know why i'm writing this, for i know i'm going to surpass this too. I'm going forgive them all and move on. There's not much i can do i don't want to be sticking around to something that'll remind me how sick life is. Of course the rest i intend to leave on time because they also say that, Time is the best healer.

Any man can be a father but it takes a special person to be a dad.

Today is 1st January 2012.
A new day , a new start in everyone's life.
This day has held the most significance in my life.
It's my dad's birthday today.
The sunrise, the new year din't feel any different.
And i  as i sit waiting for my dad to return home so that i feel the importance of this day, i'm gonah write this post.
Growing up as a child to this man, has been the best part of my life.
My entire life has been about doing things to match up the legacy of my dad.
Doing things with the exact grace and style just like my dad.
The cliched feeling of having an ignorant dad, i realize now was so stupid.
As teenagers we all beg for attention. Any amount of attention doesn't satisfy us.
As the saying goes "By the time a child realizes that maybe his father was right, he usually has a son who thinks he's wrong."
I don't want to be one of those.
For i realize whatever he's done for me and my siblings, most of the dads don't do it for their kids.
Also, I'd never thought this ignorance as i phrase it, is going to become my biggest strength in coming years. Everything perfectly makes sense now. Of course with plenty of efforts mom put in for dad to seem like this faultless man i think he is. God is none other but my mom. Masking himself very well.
Eventually everything dad did started making sense.
Everything he stopped me from doing also made sense for that matter.
He was always behind everything i was able to do.
And as i believe i've been lucky to have a father like him, who'd provide you with the humongous amount of protection and support, incredible amount of love and great deal of affection.
Dad's have their ways, they always remains special no matter what.
I'm thankful to him, that he's given me the best childhood ever.
not just me, having grown up with 2 more sisters and a brother, a parent will have to put in a  great deal of effort to satisfy all their wants and needs.
And i can proudly say my dad did that job like none other.
We'd have these stores to ourselves, go pick up anything you want.
I've never longed for anything since everything i wanted, i got it immediately.
And as i grew up i started learning from everything he did.
From giving the utmost attention to your family to helping out people in their misery.
For a minute lets forget everything he's done for us, the great deal of charity he does is also remarkable.
I just love my dad for this.
He's pulled out his best friend from deepest family and financial trouble.
From providing education to kids with less fortune, to providing shelter and support to a best friend of mine who was going through a though psychological phase.
And as i realized most of them don't return favor to him. I had also come across this extremely disloyal person whom dad helped. But that didn't deter my dad from helping others.
For he believes what we have in abundance we can always give away a bit.
and i believe its the love he gives away.
Speaking of which, he's the most polite and down to earth man i've ever come across.
He maybe proud of what he's achieved, but never goes on bragging about it to others.
Irrespective of people he loves or hates, people who are superior or inferior to him, he respects them all. The great deal of politeness he shows in just amazing.
He's also blessed with an unmatched humor. Sitting and talking to him i so funny at times.
Oh which also reminds me i will never understand why he dint excel in arts, he's an amazing sketcher.
He can sketch almost anything, with exact details.
I remember him sketching a portrait of Mahatma Gandhi for my eldest sisters history project. Ditto it looked, as if someone xerox copied the actual portrait. And another instance where he'd sketched his own portrait from a passport size photograph.
Well, with a family size like this, he obviously knew he wouldn't be able to make much living out of sketching. Haha.
Nevertheless. What is more important he's molded into all his roles perfectly.
Best dad, good husband, great son, lovely brother and top class businessman.
I love you Dad.