Saturday, July 24, 2010
Inception.
The end definitely left everyone thinking if the top ever stopped spinning or not.. Cuz Mr.Nolan rolled the credits before anyone of us could actually find out ..
Well we could see the top wobble but still spinning ..
If the top had stopped spinning Leo really pulled off a beautiful crime ..
And if it dint stop, he certainly is living in his dreams..
End is more like this,
Leo was obsessed with his children right from the start.. So he walked away than just waiting to see if the top ever stopped spinning or not.. Cuz either way, all he wanted was to stay with his children in whatever place he could, so why not it be a dream!
Friday, July 23, 2010
Random.
I watched Inception the other day .. And i concluded the truth.. That, everyone wants to replace reality with a memory .. We're all drifting between Reality and Dreams.. from Reality to Dreams and from the Dreams back to Reality .. What we don't have, always pleases us more than what we already have..
Unusual, but everything around me points in the direction one shouldn't even think about getting to, at this point.. It's extreme..
Unusual, but everything around me points in the direction one shouldn't even think about getting to, at this point.. It's extreme..
Perhaps, i am not giving up, i'm on way out :)
Also i noticed is that i have something for every obsessed lover.. Not obsession though. Whatever you call it man the loyalty, committment and the art of being content with whatever you have.. Whatever it is, it is charming!
I dont really know where is this post heading to .. exactly as i expected .. so i might just call this post random.. Thanks for reading ..
Also i noticed is that i have something for every obsessed lover.. Not obsession though. Whatever you call it man the loyalty, committment and the art of being content with whatever you have.. Whatever it is, it is charming!
I dont really know where is this post heading to .. exactly as i expected .. so i might just call this post random.. Thanks for reading ..
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Just another Justin Bieber jocccz! :P
A Tiny piece of conversation from my Facebook Justin Bieber .. Panda Definitely ..
Seema Singh July 8 at 8:09am
Goodmorning..
Do you know how priceless it is to go to college in my sis's car with those females signing in their "i-am-having-a-difficulty-in-passing-shit-out-of-my-body-vocals" :/
Do you know how priceless it is to go to college in my sis's car with those females signing in their "i-am-having-a-difficulty-in-passing-shit-out-of-my-body-vocals" :/
Sent via Facebook Mobile
Anirudh Bhate July 8 at 12:07pm
Must be Justin Bieber. Dhyan se sun. :P
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Confessions & Promises.
Well i am not random this time.. This is after the FAIL attempt to patch my friend up with his ex girlfriend.. Whom he was through long ago.. and maybe he was very much or partially successful in getting over her.. But i suck.. And i had to do this to him.. Obviously cuz i suck..I realized that I have the tendency to make people desire what they've lost, with a hope that i'd help them find it. And also I just realized I've been lying to myself. Well, you don't mention things that happened in your past every now and then, specially when you're trying to get away from it. Moving on seems like the toughest job to me right now. And hence all i am doing is, going ahead and making it difficult for everyone around me. Just so that, at the end of the day i am not the ONLY ONE - Who looks like a fool. So miserable. But not anymore. Whats gone is gone. No point in trying too hard to win anybody back. Not giving anybody false hopes again.
And therefore i've decided, I am not going to be the stupid ant anymore. The one that falls and climbs back. Then falls again and tries climbing back again. Yes. I am not gonah be the wave that washes away the shore, every now and then. I am gonah be a bird. The one that would fly away somewhere - far! And never return back .. even if you'll be that one last resort.. I'll never get back.
And also that i want to get rid of these sad blog posts.. It's getting very monotonous..
And also that 10 years down the line when i re-read my written memories i dont want to come across any of this.. And hence i also promise to make it a point that all my posts from now onwards will be more friend and fun oriented.. and all the random happy posts.. but not you!
farewell sadness.
P.S. 'PAST' is called so for a reason. The same reason why they din't make to your future. :)
P.P.S. If i fall weak and nostalgic please feel free to slap this post on my face so that i feel strong again.
Friday, June 18, 2010
Nothing is everything when everything is nothing.
As i lay on my best,
Listening to post rock,
I stare at the ceiling,
Watching the blades of the fan,
turn in blurry circles.
I wonder to myself,
Who am i?
What do i want?
Why is that,
I seek something to just realize,
i've just waste endless days,
trying to fix things and make them stay.
Why can't i just let some people walk away?
It wasn't so hard for a person like me.
What have i become?
Why doesn't the stagnant hatred,
just find its way out of my life?
Why is everything so transitory?
so short-lived?
I can endlessly crib my way out. And i dont know why am i finding pleasure in doing this. But this isn't me. I never wait for things to just happen or the wounds to just heal over a period of time. I am a seeker. I put an end to all my problems on my own. And now, after letting loose all that i once had, i am here, lying on my bed - looking back in time.Time is ticking, we're all close to what we call an end. And still none of us want to give up. This time i've decided to be one of you'll and wait to see what pleasure you'll derive out of making others feel like shit for a mistake which is not theirs. A mistake which you TOO might be committing but you still you resort yourself to only blame the other person, ALWAYS! All i dont get what is going wrong? And there exist people who dont even know you and still hate you giving you those looks as if you're a taboo.
Well if tabooed is what i am that be it!
I can very much live with it.
AND,
With this very persisting lump in my throat since days,
i hereby promise to stay out of your lives
if that is what you'll want.
You'll spilled me out of your lives.
Not that i haven't tried to concealing things.
I've given my shot and it's time.
I am done.
And,
I am blinded.
All the back-to-back-fights with everyone.
The You-piece-of-shit-look-the new prof's giving me.
All the hate that's accumulated.
EVERYTHING!
is just making me,
want to run to a place where-in,
all these things would have no meaning.
And i am making sure,
none of these are leading me to you'll.
P.S. -Be the change you want to see.
P.P.S. -I just want to hit my head against the wall just to see what breaks first the wall or my head. :)
*Plays 'A Deafening Distance' and goes out to see the pre-rainstorm*
Monday, June 7, 2010
T0-be 0r n0t-t0-be?
That definitely is the question
Living is again a form of death.
Slow death it is.
While death is just a sleep.
Life after death is,
The content.
The feeling of consummation.
You live,
But you live to a limit.
The limit being the fear,
fear of death.
fear of what lies on the other side of the death.
Fear of the other world,
But death on the other hand,
is freedom.
from the bourns of which no man returns.
irreversible happiness, probably?
You dream?
You can't!
Life after death is a DREAM, probably.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
There's nothing more i can do.
Yes you.
STOP haunting me.
I've been thinking you.
I've been writing you.
I've been seeing you.
I've been dreaming you.
and one thing i'm doing along is-
Hating you.
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