Unspoken Verses

Heylo. So I am kinda not sure if i'm feelin sarcastic enough to do a blog post but I'm gonna give it a try. I realised I haven't enlightened you about the traffic rules guidelines here. Now I know, hailing from Delhi, I dun exactly have the right to be commentin about the traffic here. But incase u didn notice, I did not create that traffic right? I'm not responsible for it. N some of what I'm about to say may even (or may not - I'm not sure which, cuz wel, I'm not sure bout what I'm gonna say. I make it up as I go along. Its my favourite kind. I've already told ya I'm not a planner remember?) apply to Delhi (isn it like buggin when there is so much stuff in the bracketts that you forget what the real issue was?) So yea. We were talkin bout the traffic guidelines . A red light implies, that if u really dun mind stoppin, please do? I mean I know the long road ahead, the roar(or coughin pretty often) of your engine n the black fume sputterin ve

So i'm generally pretty happy these days n all, like whether its because my days here are comin to an end, or whether because the cat drank my milk-the joy of feedin a hungry animal(and scarin it away when you find out thats happenin- No, not that i'm sure. The cat drank MY MILK. MINE MINE MINE. I dun think thats happy) or what really, i'm not sure. But the point is, i am, content-ish. Maybe its a body thing. It can't be unhappy for too long itself. I'm don't even mind my somewhat creepy friendish house-mates either! (who btw kinda eve teased away the girls livin in the house across the street. I am livin wid leches who walk in groups, n pass comments at girls or if in a more civilized environment, express their fantasies to eachother. Like atleast they used to wid the girls in that house. The steppin out of the femme from shimla was often met wid shouts of "shimla mirch" (capsicum which literally translates as the spice or chillies frm shimla). altho

Hey, let me introduce me, well you see i'm this guy, straight not bi and i dun really lie so indeed straight not bi. I am strange i guess altho i don't know why confess somethin like this on a blog like i said strange i guess, n a bit of a slob my room is a mess i been told even a dog cleans his space before sleep should that be reason to weep? Cuz i dun manage to keep my room habitable but that is not the point but when have i been able to stick to the point? But that is not the point. What i did want to say was i'm a bit strange no not really deranged but strange in the sense in matters of the heart i think with my brain n where brain is involved i think with my heart this is just extrapolation basically i can't study when i don't feel like it and since i am shit, i frame it as somethin big like how m feelings driven in matters of the head and then i sit on the bed and contrast it with the fact that i review my behaviour and acquaintance with ppl so i must be usin

So screwed up in my head I don't even need the bed Cuz shit jus gets to you oh whatcha gonna do? My head is twirlin fast As i look back to the past My flag's been at half mast I don't even wanna last I have no clue what life Has further in my strife I'm lookin for a knife To slit my throat open I don't know how more i'll bend To serve life its wishes Or are they really mine? I think i need some wine I'm still screwed in my head No, I don't even need a bed Yes, that is what i said. My eyes are now seein red And maybe my cut head Lying down on the ground There's silence all around No, not a single sound I finally feel unbound There's blood flowin all around Paintin scarlet this ground I still feel good unbound Bliss may be what I've found Cuz there is no more sound Bliss is what I've found. I'm finally unbound. I start to hear a sound The sound of silence. It starts to get more dense I'm goin beyond the fence I still don't need

First of all, WELCOME to 2010. I'm so glad, 9 is over. Suckiest year ever. I'll have you know that i had a sucky 31st december too. Was like the icing on the cake(that got eaten up by the street dog, even though u spent a fortune tryin to procure it - i'm explainin how it was a bad thing) Secondly, Welcome to my first post in 2010. I'm in Delhi again. And since i can't post pics from Kota, I will now. These are some of the sky ones I'd forgotten to post the last time It looks like the sea, but its the sky. The most beautiful blue i've seen. This one's around sunset. And those colours, I've never seen in a sky. Incase you saw this pic, and thought to yourself, OMG, IS THIS THE ONLY FREAKIN MALL IN THE PLACE OR WHAT? the answer would be the complement of 'or what'. The following, are a couple of snaps of the deluxe bus I'd taken to get to Jaipur. The empty space is where the fan should have been. I couldn't take too many snaps, cuz