puddilion!

i sit here in the rain and think of.... the sound of droplets hitting the sidewalk... the pitter patter of water striking a cobble stone pathway polished by millions of passerby's...... the gentle swoosh of a newly sprung leaf being struck by a heavy blob of water..... windows banging ..... so loud... not enough to shatter the glass....ivy dazzling with the drizzle of sparkling water clinging to raw stone and brick......... the smell of a million dusty books in a warm cozy library..... where you can sit on a comfy sofa and read for hours by the fireplace.... the thk thk thk of water hitting a purple raincoat.....leaves rustling in the breeze ...it sounds like the oceans arrived at my doorstep...... and i can have my delusions but only as long as i choose not to look out the window..... or open my eyes........

they were just fireflies to the untrained eye... tinkerbell


rice lights in a midnight sky


it feels like diwali!!!!


electric fireworks!

turquoise twirl

Jiggle it a little.
It'll open.
- Pinky and the Brain

turquoise twirl

argh i am just so sick and tired of this.....everything is wrong just so wrong....
its all a blur

crispaliana corinthiana

dont ask me what that means cos as it usually is with me....it means nothing....
this superbly brilliant song by the strokes says pretty much everything im thinking right now quite perfectly
Right, wrong, what to do?
Someday it will come to you
Hostile indians
We named our summer camp for you

I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I'm in utter dismay
I've got nothing to say

Harmless children
We named our soldiers after you
Don't be a coconut
God is trying to talk to you
We could drag it out
But that's for other bands to do

I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to give
Got no reason to live
But I will fight to survive
I've got nothing to hide
Wish I wasn't so shy

I'd like to watch
I'd like to read
I'd like a part
I'd like the lead

But
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to give
Got no reason to live
But I'll kill to survive
I've got nothing to hide
Wish I wasn't so shy




i know i know shame on me i took the easy way out of havin to make a proper entry but i really cant think of anything to say!

fog,steam and waiting

there is definitely something to be said about travelling by train...... planes or flights lack a certain charm which the railways have..... its almost romantic.....a majestic steam engine pulling up to a deserted train station at midnight and a man stepping onto a fog enveloped platform with a lonely old gentleman seated on a bench in the corner dozing.... holding onto his bag.... yellow lights ..... which almost seem like spotlights waiting to be cast on the passenger welcoming him into their warmth.... a light drizzle in the grey purple skies.... with stars not just yet ready to disappear....a majestic engine just getting ready to continue on its journey.the couple kissing in the spotlight after what seems like an eternity, in greeting

tra- la-la

turquoise twirl.....it sounds so exotic.... it makes me think of a tropical butterfly....of a turquoise ribbon twirling in the air when a gymnast gives her performance......some words just BELONG together.....they make the perfect couple.... like.... blue crush (prolly cos of the movie dunno cant seem to separate the two)...come to think of it pink princess.... i just love the names of some colours they're so fancy!.... it makes it seem so much richer... it adds character to it... like calling somethin brown and calling it burnt sienna.....! the colour vandyke brown makes me think of a general or a colonel.... crimson makes me think of silk sarees the typical kanchipuram ones....aquamarine makes me think of the beach a beach where the sand is so fine and so clean that it appears almost white..... violet cardigan.... magenta....maroon .... indian red (cant think of anything but red mud).. bottle green .....white snow......indigo rain.... purple haze (dunno)... red... blood red lips.....silver sparkles.... gold goblet.... sunkissed yellow!.....

coastline

streetside cafe...latte anyone?

young blood

defrosting butterflies

sunset on the canyon....

eternal sunshine of the spotless mind

How happy is the blameless Vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd.

Alexander Pope, "Eloisa to Abelard"
A man awakens disheveled....on impulse he skips work and jumps on a train to mantauk....he meets a woman clementine.....they have a history..but neither remembers...but despite the fact they've had their memories erased each has a sensation of deja vu...can u really forget something thts that important to u?...or does it leave its imprint on ur mind, an imprint so deep that it can never be really and truly forgotten....
would u really want to forget...?
its ironic (i know ironic is not very apt here but im using the word ironic for want of a better word) that Mary a 20 something secretary quotes these lines to a 60 something man (Howard) not knowing that they were in a relationship, an affair.....the fact that these lines were taken from alexander popes eloise to abelard gives a subtle hint of the revelation made (their affair).....
the story behind eloise and abelard......
heloise(eloise) was a young girl of eighteen when she met abelard then 51...her uncle had bestowed upon abelard the task of tutoring eloise.From the moment they met they loved each other.Abelard had dedicated his life to the church and had taken a vow of celibacy.on discovering that eloise was pregnant with abelards child eloise's uncle had 2 of his servants castrate abelard.They were never to see each other again.eloise became a nun while abelard lost his position at the church.in a series of letters written by eloise to abelard she talks of her inner battle,trying to choose between her love for a man and her love for god.she envies those around her who have dedicated their lives out of choice and not force to the church and to god.she says
How happy is the blameless Vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd

ramblings of a bored mind

i love.... chocolate...white carnations..zerbera....blue...silver...bubble baths....watermelon on a hot summer afternoon....tea...warm blankets in cold rooms...seville...spain....pringles...oreo....water...sea....the beach....palm trees....coconut trees....lazy sunday afternoons...the word siesta intricate....diamonds set in platinum... raw mango...the sound of laughter.....the sound of rain....cool drizzle....roots...jeffrey archer..chandler bing....bring it on....eternal sunshine of the spotless mind...gladator..troy.... paycheck....under the tuscan sun...italian food...garlic bread...bruschetta....warm red wine....clear starry skies......white silk tents....alaska.....F1...schumi!.....srichappan....three doors down....killer whales....dolphins....seals...tigers....jaguars....kangaroo's...koala bears...pandas..bamboo.... hip hop.....hugs....turqoise...christmas!......snow......water sports.....chocolate cake....my comfy shorts....adidas....coca cola...mountain dew......holidays!.....translucent paper....oriental writing...chinese food......bubble baths....photos of friends and family......cozy rooms...christmas trees...friends...8 simple rules..butter sheets....soft cushiony couches....oak...wood....candles....meg cabot....fl wright....john grisham....robert ludlum....will and grace...8 simple rules for dating ...harry potter...staedtler....receiving mail....the smell of baby powder....skirts.....basketball....skating on ice.....sports movies.....stars...fireworks...disneyland.....london....flea markets.....glass....wine glasses....strawberries..hagen daaz.....granitas.... french fries...black currant ice cream.....green fields.....clear blue skies....windy days.....the feeling of the warm sun on my back...orangina...guylian....barney...harrods...window shopping....leather bound books...huge libraries....antique jewellery furniture.....paints....dry pastels....pencils....teddy bears......tv.....porchs....porsches...red....anklets..pendants....surfing the net....picnics....pleasant surprises...unexpected holidays.....hard work....maths....trigonometry...geometry...physics...mechanics of fluids....psycho ananlysis....psychology..... africa.....remember the titans...cutting edge....kitchens...wooden floors....tinsel...christmas trees...sugar....the word intricate and stilletoes....the number four...

my first attempt at a haiku

haiku
candlelight,wine
rain beating against the white silk
white carnation

crash brilliant movie

"all men and women are created equal" whoever said that either lied or forgot to explain it to the rest of the world....every single freaking human being is created the same...wat difference does it make wat colour your skin is?the only thing different about u is the amount of melanin in your skin....will this ever end?its just sad that rascism is still something we are talking about as an issue....we are in the 21 century i dont know wat that means to you but to me that says that we have come through 2 world wars found a cure for small pox, gone to the moon and yada yada....the whole world is working towards technological superiority and finding a cure for deathly diseases....there are people looking for life on other planets and to them i say wat about life on our own planet? u can accept a little green dude as ur equal despite the fact that he looks nothing like you talks nothing like you but u cant treat someone who is after all your brotheras your equal? so wat if he's from another country there is nothing inferior about him he looks the way he does cause man adapts to his surroundings...if ur born in a hot country ur skin and hair adapt to the climate differently from if u wree from a cold country...thats it thats as far as the differences go so then y is it so hard for u accept and treat everyone as equals ....dont we have bigger problems to worry about? is there nothing better to do?people are dying everyday people are crying out for help and all we can do is make a big deal out of something so UNIMPORTANT so IRRELEVANT and so UNNECESSARY and most important of all SO UNFAIR?who gave you the right to to judge and deem a person to be less worthy than you?who gave you the right to say that your better than them...i'll tell you who NOBODY.... and if u really believe tht ur better ur just kidding yourself and if your delusions help u sleep at night .... then im sorry but looks like u aint gettin no sleep cos u cant have ur delusions at someone elses expense it jus aint fair

breaking the ice

this is my first blog.....for all those ppl out there reading this ... i know its not spectacular, the language ,the style of writing but who gives a shit about all of that anyway????this is just a way to vent..to say wat i have to say knowing that someone out there is listening to me....actually listening not hearing and thats quite a brilliant thing....this person could be halfway across the globe from me but at some level they know me better than people who have been around me all their life and mine....kinda messed up isnt it?i dunno why its traken me so long to get a blog....every time i sit down in front of the comp i wonder...do i have something worthwhile to say?something worth listening to wat do i write about?well iv just written this to break the ice maybe if my screen isnt so goddam blank the words and the thoughts will come easier...the thoughts are there, all there, the problem is that there are too many of them...little snippets of my opinions aboutr anything and everything under the sun the question is will i be able to effectively communicate these thoughts....only time will tell