Coldplay - Viva La Vida

Friday, August 15, 2008

Lost...season Viva La Vida!

Haaaaaaaaaaaa.......I am so lost right now!! Damn, actually m a lil scared, with the way my money is moving...shit man, its scary. So we shall not talk about it. In any case I would be mad if I was to discuss, my finances over a blog! Blog...so how do you pronounce this word? is it like

"BLAUGHH.." or is it more like "BLAAG" or would it be more like "BLOW - GH"...

Ahh...its a pointless thing to bother over so much, but then its entertaining isn't it? and plus is that not what we do all the time, brood over pointless things...things that don't really affect us or which cannot really be altered, and yet feel depressed thinking of these things...

But then some things can be really scary you know. And money is one of them. My mom keeps telling me like many other wise ladies, money isn't everything. But that's when I say, without money there's nothing. I started today's blog, not with the agenda to talk about money matters, but as I bagan with it, my own issues seem to have caught upwith me! I mean it is so scary I can't explain what I feel...I was so bad at accounts, I flunked. But now all of a sudden the knowledge seems to be coming back to me from somewhere!! I hope that it helps me get my finances in place asap! Damn! This is so not happening.

Neway, this way or that, i'll have this issue, sorted....after all, its money, it will come back to me somehow or the other. In the meanwhile I have to figure out a way to be able to work around it. Hope that Mr. Murphy doesn't become too active in the meanwhile! Ha ha, my life just seems to be a series of unfortunate events and misadventures! Man someday I'll go so beserk in my head that I'll not know what to do with it!

What does a man need to lead a peaceful life. Lets try and make a list:

  1. A good job...he must be doing well and enjoying it.
  2. A good salary...good enough to take care of his needs and wants.
  3. A good set of friends who like him and accept him the way he is.
  4. Love in all its forms.
  5. A companion who he can share everything with.

Not too much to ask for is it? but dwell upon it and you realize that there's so much to it. your needs and wants keep changing all the time. as a youngster you wann be able to expereince all the wild things this world offers. you know drink what you want, party when you want, travel the world, eat all the good things, wear all the great labels, drive a fast ride, own a great collection of music, be full of knowledge, the list just goes on and on and on.

A job - ha ha ha ha...I will not be surprised if someone at Google too is cribbing about his work. You can never be happy with your job. Either you'll not like the current one, or miss the old one or be sad with the kind of work you do or the kind of people around or the class you work for something always gets in the way!

A good paycheck - that is even more funny! Thats one thing which is just beyond impossible to get. Money, no matter how much you get, is never enuff! Would you really wanna argue about it?

Love - I have dwelled upon this one f***ed up topic enough that to talk about it anymore would piss me off beyond all understanding. it is the most irritating, manipulating, brain teasing, heart breaking, money screwing, peace destroying thing in the world! I remember, as kids LOVE was an abbreviation for us standing for - Lake of Sorrow, Ocean of Tears, Valley of Death, End of Life

Sounds crazy for a bunch of kids who keep chanting it innocently when they think that some girl is liked by some guy and its just a lil more mature than that "...k...i..s..s..ing!!""

Companion - this is the one thing we always get, but fail to recognise. For me, I've made mistakes too. Somehow, we have the definition of companion a little misconstrued in our minds. A companion doesn't necessarily have to be another person. And hey you wise crackers, its beyond books and music ok. please! I am the only one smart here, so keep your smartness to urselves!! Neway, they are not really wrong though. but my point is a little different. Does it have to be something external always? I dont think so. How many bloggers around the world would be writing regularly, a lot. How many would be getting a frequent response, very few. But they continue to write, while holding a cigarette in their hands, or maybe a joint or maybe a drink...not necessary though. listening to music maybe...rock, pop, metal, trance, house, rap, blues, jazz...not necessary again. but they still write. to you and me, without knowing if they are being read, and if they make any sense at all. regardless, they write, coz they feel they have company. and that's the point! You dont need to have people around you or a special person to call a companion. That is just so ...i dunno, cliche? Bullhsit? or whatever, but try and look at it the way I am looking at it right now. And the minute and i mean it, the minute you do it, you'll always have company pourm in from somewhenre or thae other and all teh other four issues will vanish. not get solved though, i must warn you! Neway, I got mine now, so i'll call it a blog now! C you guys soon.

Monday, August 11, 2008

Retorno!!

This is the new me my friends! Yeah, m back! I don't know if anybody missed me around here. Its been a while I agree, and maybe I lost touch of what to write and how to write. Things havent really changed much. People who were haunting me a years back are still haunting me. In fact there are additions to it, if nothing else. I wrote a full album finally - called the figure of 8. Obviously it will not see beyond my cupboard!! But who knows, maybe someday I'd publish something here. I'm kinda irritatted right now, coz I've to talk to this stupid girl over the phone, who seems to be not getting the hint that I'm not really interested in her. There, finally she puts the phone down. Can you beleive what she was trying to do?? Talk to me on the phone, while watching television, ahich I could here at my end and solve mathematical equations alongwith this!!! Damn, no one but only I can do that without getting caught man!! And like m not even her boyfriend, though i'd wanted to be at some point, but i guess my previous 'essence of life' had to screw it up and jinx it for me before it even began. That reminds me, you guys havent heard about her for a long time have u? She remembered the date, yeah. Seriously she did. 08/08/08 - the divine date of eternity! Hah, I had wanted to get engaged with her on that day, and we dint even reach 12 months of a complete relation. we tried hard, she tried hard, but i guess, stability is something that doesn't want to stay with me. so something had to fuck it up and it did! too bad for me. in fact till recently i was not even talking to her, when she reminded me of the date...

Anyway, fuck that shit, life's moved on. people don't really want to be friends, I've realized that. everyone has a purpose, and friendship is just a garb under which they fulfill that purpose of theirs. Some have a long term and continous purpose, and some a short one. I realized it, and idecided to make as many long term purposes as i could. As always, I had lost contact with the rest of the world for a while in between, hurt quite a few people, pissed off some, so i decided to mend as many as I could. Started with the not so obvious ones. And now, things are moving on.

Besides, I also realized that this one idiotic girl, who turns out to be quite a slut type. I mean she aint sleeping around or anything, but that's the only thing that sleft for her to do i guess. ha ha ha!! i get enraged when i think of her sometimes, but then, Mirage is known to make these mistakes.

My friend has just called. Another guy who has had a tuff life. Fucker's smoking a joint while his dad is sleeping in the next room. everytime i speak to him he tries to convinve me to quit the company m working for.

Hey new poem for all u guys...

I fear that I will always be
A lonely number like root three
A three is all that's good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath a vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic
I know I'll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three
Has quietly come waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer
We break free from our mortal bonds
And with a wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
And love for me has been renewed.