Hello again. It has been a while.
Yes it has.
What have you been up to?
Adapting.
Adapting to what exactly?
Just changes...in my life. My world is shifting into a new era.
Care to explain?
Not really...not much to explain. Change is the only constant right? All we can do really is ride the wave and adapt. And I've just been doing my part.
Wise choice...so u realize the change and accept it as part of progress. That is very adult of you.
I accept change...but doesn't mean I have to like it.
So how are you feeling right now?
Let's see...tired and irritable, I'd say just...peachy!

Are you trying to get me drunk?
No...I'm keeping you drunk.

Love Taught Me To Lie
I hate being in front of the camera cos it never turns out good.
I hate being behind the camera cos i'm never in the picture.
I hate standing in the rain but love the chill it brings.
I hate to leave you alone but love to see you leave.
I hate making promises, the ones i cannot keep.
I hate running away but I do not want to stop.
I hate the sun's light for presentin you to me.
I hate saying these thoughtless words.
I hate it that i have to keep it inside.
I hate it that you don't give a damn.
I hate playing these foolish games.
I hate that I can't love you.
I hate it bcos I do.
I hate this.

The Long Forgotten Art Of Communication
Friendster, Hi5, Multiply, Where are you now?, Who lives near you?, AM(hahaha I wonder...), MySpace, Facebook - databases constructed for today's generation, whose busy lives(pleeez) do not allow a second's breath for casual communication between friends and acquaintances long forgotten in the back stores of our minds. Also an opportunity to meet people across the globe via the plain resource that is the mutual friend. But c'mon this is all bullshit!

These sites are fuckin more than that. Hell Yeah! These online havens are actually voyages of self discovery. Never could you find out on your own accord how officially cute, adorable, hot, cheerful (etc.) you are, how similar you are with your loved ones and how the most significant feature of our generation's complex psyche is the ability to comprehend the language of IM. (Facebook has just briefed me that I am a Mohinder Suresh . Yeah, the powerless dude. What an amazing benefit to my life? My parents are so proud) Never will we rest until all men and women are connected by multiple lines of contact.

OMFG : Pick up the damn phone people. It's not that fuckin hard. Why settle for the virtual world when you can have a real conversation?

How do you know that you're in love with a person?

Well...when such person behaves stubbornly and being a pain in the ass, and your mind keeps thinking "Do you deserve this? Is she worth it?", you just turn it off and come back for more. That's when you know you're suckered. Haha!

Is that how you make of it? Love makes you accept flaws?

Yeah. Love is blind, deaf, mute, lame and perpetually broke. I've done crazy things for love that I hope I'll never do again.

So I'm guessing you don't like being in love since it makes you behave so...irrationally?

Hell yes I do! It's the best feeling in the world! Still better to have loved and lost...

..than never to have loved at all.

Exactly.

THE WORLD'S A STAGE......
How are you feeling now?
Tired. Just so tired.
What are you tired of, may I ask?
Life....in general. Sometimes, I wonder " why do i even bother?", u know?
Anything specific aspect of your life that you want to talk about?
It's all the same shit...just on different days.
What is bothering you rite this moment? Yes, what are you thinking now?
Bother...nothing. I'm feeling great. Just peachy.

Empty:
House
Home
Promises
Hands
Shell
Heart
Soul
and...Wallet

Things that are or will be plaguing me:
EXAMS
dramaturgical loyalties
blackmail
women with baggage
and baggage of my own

Thanks world. You're the best!

Sweet Memories...

Goodbye my friend, I wish you farewell. What will become of you, only time will tell. No more will I be, there by your side. Take it I left, or take it I've died. I've never lied to you, I swear this is true. All I really wanted, was you to be you. Alas it is time, do not shed a tear. I have tried my best, now go, have no fear. The world is bigger, than both of us you see. In the end we're alone, there's you and there's me.

2 Stories for a Night of 1

Creations adjust
Myth withstanding
Night of crime
Regret upon waking.

Begging and pleading
Mislay my trust
Won't I ever deserve
The sleep of the just?

Curse by M.Rushdy

I crawl. Every move I make burns my flesh. No! I have to reach her. I do not look back at my feet, wasn't sure if they were still there. The fever of pain screams and shrieks as I reach out my arms. Every second felt like hours. She doesn't move. Her head had faced the curb. I call out her name. She doesn't move. The ringing in my head hasn't stopped, neither has it reduced its torture. At the back of my mind, I see our parents, crying, blaming me. What have you done? What have I done? I call her. She doesn't move. I reach her fingers and wrapped them in mine. Cold, I wasn't sure if it was hers or my own. Her head had gone crimson, her blond hair black. I called out to her again. But a force pulls me away, away from my love. No, I plead, not yet! Not yet! I'm so sorry! Forgive me!

The Pain Not Mine by M.Rushdy

Hmm...I should come with a sign.

"Warning: High tendency to speak fatalistic things after 2am."

The person who said 'the truth shall set you free' should be shot. Twice for certainty.