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    February 25

    You, you, and yourself

     
    Have you ever spent time with yourself?
    Lying on the bed, listening to your heart beats, smiling at yourself.
    Sitting in a bus, oblivious to the noises around you, thinking of yourself.
    Having coffee with your friends, unaware of what they're talking, wondering at yourself.
    Attending a session, pretending to listen, questioning yourself.
    Listening to a lovey dovey song, thinking of love, loving yourself.
     
    It's wonderful ! :)
     
     

     

    February 20

    Timely ponderings


    At times, all the time seems so less.
    I wonder why time flies.
    Why does it have to fly all the time and make us fly after itself to chase it (which we anyway can't)?
    Time, like life, is funny.
    When you need time, it's there in milligrams.
    When you don't, a ton of it sits on your head.
     
    “Time’s running. I got to catch it.” (How about overtaking it? Forget it!)
    “I need some time.”
    “Give me some time.”
    “It’s time now.”
    “Time over.”
    “I have no time for anything.”
    “I ran out of time.”
    “Time flies.”
     
    “Your request for time has timed out. Please try some other time.”
     
    Shucks! :-|  
    Btw, it was my b'day yesterday. :D
    Lack of time didn't allow me to celebrate :p
    What? I should have taken out some time for that?
    I don't have time to do THAT too.
     
    Happy timing! *divoo rolls her eyes*
     
    February 18

    tra la la laa

    Do you ever feel stupid about your stupidities? As in, at times, you shouldn't be doing things that you're doing. But, you can't help that. They just happen. You just happen to do them. And then, you wonder what on earth made you do THAT.

    At times, I feel that I'm a misfit on this planet and that I should go back to Neptune. I wonder what it would be like if the Neptunians start behaving like the people here.

    Ok, are you thinking that I've gone crazy and whatever I'm talking is crap? Neptunians? What nonsense! Awrite, let's come back to earth.

    The point of talking all this is again what I've talked about already, sometime. People. People, who want to be different but keep telling you to behave like one of them. People, who are nothing but a funny bunch of idiotic hypocrites, have a big nose that's always in air (for no reason), think and talk nonsense, and then expect you to think and talk the same kinda nonsense. They talk about being different but don't let you step out of their stupid pigeon holes.

    Have I just started cribbing about people again??
    Aww! I don't wanna do that. But, I just can't help.

    Now what?
    You'd tell me to ignore.
    You'd tell me to be what I am.
    You'd tell me that people are like that.
    You'd tell me that I'm different and I should stay like that.

    Ok. Fine. I know all that. I know everything. Still, I can't help cribbing.
    I'm like this and lemme stay like that, ok?
    I'm talking to you, not YOU, ok?




    February 14

    Happy Valentines Day to All! :)

       
    Valentines day is just another reason to celebrate your love
    dance, dine, and enjoy with your dove
    and if the dove ain't with you
    and you're not feeling pink, but blue
    even if you're broken-hearted
    not together, your ways are parted
    forget it and move on
    enjoy the present cuz' the past is gone
    even though, they say, love happens just once
    people appear to fall in and out of it every month
    so let's cut the crap cuz' everything's fine
    celebrate with whoever's your valentine
    your dove, your friend, your mother
    even your grandfatjher and grandmother
    just anyone you love and you care for
    let them know, even if they're far
     
    February 10

    happy happiness

     
    Happy.
    Have you ever felt happy about nothing?
    Have you ever felt that happiness comes without a reason, at times?

    Today, I'm feeling mysteriously happy.
    I dunno what makes me feel like that.
    Nothing and nobody is the reason for this funny happiness.
    It feels wonderful though.

    Ever felt great about yourself?
    Ever felt that you're the best one around and everyone else is an idiot?
    Ever felt that you can rule this world?
    Ever felt that you're making all the heads turn?
    Ever felt the admiration tickle your skin and make it fluffy?
    Ever felt that you're a magnet?

    I feel all that, I dunnno why!

    :)





    February 07

    freedom isn't free

     

    freedom isn’t free
    it’s locked up inside me
    it screams and it bangs
    and, for you, it’s a cacophony

    freedom isn’t free
    it wants to put the feathers on me
    it wants to break free
    and, for you, it’d be a runaway me

    freedom isn’t free
    it swears as it counts and reaches three
    it knows that it’s just a word
    and, for you, it’s not a part of my destiny


    free the freedom
    just set it free
    and you’d see that it’s still me
    who’s closer to you, and better than me


    Look at this light-show in the clouds. Isn't it beautiful? :)

     

    February 04

    People, life, and blah

     
    We, the people, as I always say, are funny. Funny, just like this life is. It makes us interact with other people, attaches us to some, confuses us about some, keeps us wondering about some, amazes us about some. And then, we go crazy for some, get irritated by some, and abhor some.

    Another funny thing inside us is the heart that refuses to think. It, blindly, goes crazy for some, no matter what and how they are. It's such a fool that it doesn't realize that some people are not going to stay with you forever. They need to move on; you too need to. Does the heart understand that? Don't you find it difficult to make your heart understand this funny philosophy?

    Moving on is what they say we need to do. How difficult/easy it is? I don't know. What I know is that it takes time to move on and, at times, we just can't take a step ahead. We're scared to leave some memories behind. Memories stay, they say. Can you actually leave them behind? Or, do you always need to carry them with yourself?

    Why do we click pictures? Why do we capture moments? To look at them and feel happy that you spend fun time together, or to shed a tear thinking that you're no longer with that person?

    I wonder why we cry. Do animals understand that we're sad? Yes, they do.