February 2012
2 posts
The phony!
Its been long esince I wrote. And I always say stupid excuses. So not trying to say again. This time, I really want to write. Not that I already have words framed in my mind. Its never so. Titles came to me first. It always did.
I have long lost my genuineness. The moment I stated lying, the moment I started faking, things fell off my hands. To say the truth, things were never in my hands....
Tediousness!
Writing a blog isn’t a tedious task. Its fairly one of the most easiest one for me. Then why do I call it a task at all? Am I contradicting? Maybe I am. Because at this very moment and for some past moments, I think otherwise. I don’t call it a task because it feels like a chore or an activity or anything. But it needs time, patience and a lot more of other things to get your frail...
January 2012
6 posts
Wisdom!
An essential entity. The fruit of a painstaking journey through school and college. Is it? I really dont think so. I dont even think I have it. I was never the wise kid. Nobody ever accepted any bit of wisdom in me, For I never distinguished between Wisdom and Knowledge. I think I know. Or do I? Lol!
The point is, I have no right to blog about this. Or brag about this. Bragging and blogging now...
Envy!
Its an old title. And new meanings to it. You shouldn’t have done that to me. You really shouldn’t have. Now I’ve grown envious. And more, sad. Did I push you? Did I push you into this? I think I did. Didn’t I? This isn’t what you wanted. Art was your way of expression. Your jealousy reminds me of my crime. I behaved like an adamant parent, who wanted his kid to do...
Sharevolution!
Facebook is crap. We all know that. But the point is, it has grown too much into our life. Like a big tumor in our tummy. We know its there. We know its growing. We know it will kill us eventually. But we cant do a thing. If we cut it off, we’ll die immediately. We all want the slow death. Because we are all afraid of dying.
Cut the crap. I am not talking about death. Nor about tumors. Its...
Boredom!
Boredom is a fascination of the unspoken state of not doing anything. Its a recursive trace. But the problem is, I can’t talk of boredom, actually doing something. Like, posting this for example. So can I say I am not bored? Lol. I’m scared. That’s what I am. Scared of every moment of my life. Of the uncertainty. Of the unpredictability. For those who kept track of my blog, I...
Migrations. More of them.
After infinite migrations, here are more of them. Migrated to Tumblr. Feels good. Feels fresh. And a better theme. Thanks Inkhorn. Hope I’ll have something to write. Something.