Really?!!!

A friend of mine was telling me that all guys look good in suits. I don't know... do we???

I was at this reception wearing a suit, thinking that I was looking great and everyone must be checking me out(naah, not really!). A cousin of mine wanted to take a photo of me and another cousin. At first, I tried to weasel out of it, citing the reason that I always end up looking weird in pictures(which is very true) . In the end, I had to give in to their pleas. The picture was taken, and I had to wait a long time to get a gander at it. When I finally saw it, it looked.. well... I don't have words to describe how incredibly stupid I looked. The expression on my face is enough to make anyone laugh out loud. Thus, I started messing around with it to see if there was any way to make it look good. The above image is the result of that effort.

Procrastinator

Not yet, not yet. There’s still time.

No there isn’t.

Yes there is.

Stop telling yourself that. Open your eyes and face reality.

I see reality. Stop preaching.

When the need for sermons comes to an end, they will end.

Well, put it on mute.

Make me.

Whatever.

That’s what you always say.

So?

So, get up.

I will.

When?

Eventually.

Might be too late.

We’ll see.

Why suffer when you can avoid it? Prevention is better than cure.

Shut it!

You know I’m right.

Maybe.

Things could be so much easier.

Maybe.

Give it a try.

Maybe.

Stop thinking about it and do it.

Isn’t that easy.

How do you know? Have you tried it?

Umm….

There! See! You’ve got no witty comeback to that. Do you?

I’m thinking…

Jatra

I’m sure everyone gets the point of the above image, and the lyrics. This song “Jatra” is by Cryptic Fate, from their 3^rd album Danob.

The song is about those people who get onboard that plane and leave their country forever. This is a subject which I’ve been thinking abt myself for some time now. It’s significant because I’m on the verge of that cliff… the one you jump/leap over to go abroad for higher studies. Every person, all circumstances, everything around us suggests that we leave as soon as possible and never look back. We are repeatedly told that this country has no future, and we have no future in it. Bitter logic tells us to leave, finish our education and settle down anywhere but here.

I keep wondering whether I’ll be one of those people who come back once a year, talk elaborately about high deplorable a situation the country is in and then forget all about it. I don’t know how I’ll turn out, how my life will turn out, but I hope I don’t become one of those people. Logic portends otherwise though.

Unknown

Sometimes, you just feel like biting someone's head off, not caring who it is or why u are doing so. You need to do it, you crave it. You feel like unleashing some animal, some form of primal rage unto the world. Am I the only one who feels like that?

Let Me Be Blind

O great wall cover it

I wish not to see,

Do not reveal it

‘Tis not for me.

O darkness, conceal it

Protect me from its grip,

Let not me be taken

Enticed into this trip.

Sea-spirits who roam

Raise your watery foam,

Do your worst, drown me

But above all, blind me.

Clouds give me shade

Let me evade

That searing white light

Frightening me with its might.

I wish to be a loner

Like the great Homer,

I wish to describe it

With words so bold,

But I do not wish

To witness the World unfold.