A Liar's Guide to the Dreams..

In the dead of the night, the dreams come in one by one. They cling to you with soft acceptance, and they know it all..

These are the dreams which leave a note of remembrance. They cling to our tongues like a bittersweet delight.

They feel familiar, though their flavour melts in the mouth... and taste distinctly unusual.

March 27, 2009


Its horrible when they betray you.

Its just horrible.

March 18, 2009

Well I have been planning this

Apart from the mass hysteria posts and the "I'm upset" posts and random tags, I have been basically sitting on my bum doing nothing ever since I quit my job. I don't like the politics, and unlike certain people, would rather leave than compromise. I have an issue with attitude and ego-talk, and sexual discrimination, and I prefer moving in safe (read unemployed) waters. People might say I am talking tosh, but well, they are allowed their opinions.

Some times I wonder what this whole shebang is. I mean, I come here, take a deep breath, and begin, and go away, letting that deep breath go. All the miracles of birth I guess. Can I please pause to review what have I been up to?

*Pause. Inspect. Done*

Okay. A lot. I am preening now.

March 05, 2009

It hurts at first.

But then you learn to dull it. After a while it dulls. And then it slowly goes numb.

But it comes when you are weak and at your most vulnerable, and it shakes you up, pounds your senses so hard that you writhe in the pain.

And then it slowly dulls again.

You can't really tuck it in a corner and forget it. Its always there. Even in a meaningless dream.

March 01, 2009

Movied Life.

Got this off Spanish Goth.

So here are the rules:-

So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie. Though I know everyone will cheat.

Opening Credits:

Help I'm A Rock - Zappa (Would someone delete all the Zappa songs from my playlist? Pretty please? This is like the beginning of a sarcasm-parade!!)

Waking Up:

Baby Got Back - Sir Mix-a-lot (Okay I can see this movie becoming a porn)

First Day At School:

Gia Farrell - Hit Me Up (Tap-dancing."Cant you see me walking through the door?" Yep. This is going to be a porn. I can see it)

Making Your New Best Friend:

Fall Our Boy - Thanks for the Memories (so my new best friends are monkeys)

Falling In Love:

Cranberries - Zombie (I mean... Hello!! Whats in your Head?)

Breaking Up:

Juelz Santana - There it go (the Whistle song) (Cheez Whiz!!)


Rock and roll Soniye - Kabhi Alvida Na Kehna (Very apt. I will dance to that.)


Avril Lavigne - Complicated (Cause you fall and you crawl?? NO! NO! NO!)

Life's Okay:

Bananarama - Venus (Yes, again this movie is going towards porn)

Death of a Close Friend:

REM - Everybody Hurts (Freaky. But true.)

Mental Breakdown:

Fat Boy Slim - Yamama (TOTALLY!! This Will be My Song if I ever have a breakdown)


Elvis Presley - A little Less Conversation (Feat. JXL)


Sting - Brand New Day (WHOA FREAKY!!!)

Getting Back Together:

Jay-Z - 99 problems (but a bitch ain't none)

Wedding Scene:

Poets of the Fall - Carnival of Rust

Birth of Child:

Bally Sagoo - Gur Nalon Ishq Mitha (I can't believe I have that song)

Car Accident:

Gwen Stefanie - What you waiting for?

Final Battle

Will Smith - Getting Jiggy With It (Again, the final moral of the story will probably exude porn)

Death Scene:

Monty Python - I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts

Funeral Song:

Westlife - World of our Own (eki!!)

End Credits:

Queen - Its a kind of Magic (I think to make this flick soundtrack work it will take magic.)

For anyone who cared to see this... I think my life is brilliant.
I love my friends enough to take bullcrap from them. Even when it means I cannot tell someone what a completely supercilious twit he/she is, giving me the holier-than-thou act. Somehow I sense this deep sense of total insecurity in him/her that says that he/she is so unhappy to make his/her choice of path in life that he/she has to put up this front to think he/she is happy.

I feel sorry and that's why I let him/her get away with all that he/she says about me. Which is not nice, so as to tell.

Shows I have a holier-than-thou fixation too.