Straight from my facebook profile... :)

Graffiti

straight from facebook....

A reason enough

A thorn, a prick and then, the blood
The connection is ethereal
And yet, I chose the thorn and the prick
The reason: Pain is sweeter than surrender and injustice!

Why is there so much silence?

Entangled

Alone in the dark night
Sitting on the rock
Shoulders dropping
Eyes drooping
He tries to get up
He tries hard
But cannot..
He tries to surmount the shackles
But cannot..
He tries again
Tries and tries hard
Again and again...
Still cannot!
He asks himself, "Why?"
"Something stopping me???"
And then, it dawns on him
Chains they are!
Chains entangled all around him!
Chains which cannot be broken!
Shackles which cannot be overcome!
But why?
Did he try enough?
He did not...
So, try, try hard, try harder, try hardest!
Gather all might and break free!
But... still the shackles remain
The chains intact...
They would not let him budge
How long? How long would he stay there...
How long can the chains keep him under control...
How long the obstacles would restrain him?
Time is running away
No food, no rest, no sleep
None at sight
No help at hand
Something needs to be done fast
But how!

Alpana

I was fidgeting with Windows Paint today in the evening, when I created this one. I am not very much satisfied with the resultant, there are many flaws already.... however it is very colorful.

The dialogue ;)

I: Hi

You: Hi

I: Yes?

You: Why?

I: Please..

You: No

I: Ok.. I go..

You: ...

I[sad]: going..

You: Wait.. Don't go

I: Why?

You: Please..

I: ??

You: So?

I: Yes?

You: I said NO

I: Then I go

You: ...

You: Wait...

I: No

That was imaginary.

I and You are fictitious. Confused? Well, even I am...

Bullshit

Even my enemy would admit that this is an extremely difficult phase of life that I am going through. Each and every moment a new challenge is being thrown up. This is applicable both on the professional as well as the personal front. Not that I want to bore you with petty details from my life, but thought this was an information which could enable you to know about the true state of my mind. Do you know what hurts me the most? It is "being misunderstood". You do a task thinking it would do good to kith and kin and then when you find out that the same people, for whom you had sacrificed, are stabbing you behind your back, it really hurts! And personally I feel, people should never ever speak ill at the back of others. It is sheer hypocrisy to do so. Even today I feel guilty about the one or two incidents where I myself had been involved in such deeds, though I also remember having apologized to the concerned people later on. Then again I am tired of playing the same roles on the stage of life and the director (read God) is adamant on me continuing with those roles. He just would not give me anything new to try my hands on. I am also tired and disgusted at the 'oh-so-goody-goody' image that I have (or rather people say)! From experience I can tell, these 'goody-goody' sorts are forever showered with brotherly affection, not something that I am in strict denial of! But you must agree, too much or too less of a particular ingredient does not make a dish particularly tasty! Varieties need to exist and I need varieties!

I am also horribly tired of the missed calls that I occasionally get on my cell from unknown numbers at unearthly times. I just want to let these *ssholes know that if you have the guts (or balls), come in front and show your face, else just f*** off!

Please excuse me for the raw language that is in use today in this post. Probably it is required to denote the exact state of my mind as well as my temperament. I am disgusted at a lot of other things, but I do not feel it safe to vent those out in this public forum. Rather I would save them for my diary, which I update occasionally! Sorry for boring you with all sort of bullshit! Next time, I would come back with something for enjoyable for all of you! Take care, friends!

Graphical tagging :)

Hi friends

I got tagged by Varun. The words he gave me were:
Mumbai, Satyam, Blog, Friend, Movies
and I needed to use MS Paint and depict the words graphically.

So after much struggle, finally I could complete. Here they are. I admit there are hundreds of flaws, and somehow I was able to complete them. Hopefully you would be able to make out the words from the pictures. :)

Object of imagination

I was sitting idle in the evening today, when I thought about creating this with Windows paint. As you know, the idle brain is a devil's workshop... :)

Random Strokes 3

A bunch

Dreaming of you

I dream of you, oh sweetheart!
Every night you come to my dreams,
Weave an aura of mist around my very eyes
Help me go to sleep
Help me relax and silently weep
It seems as if you were with me all throughout
As a friend, as a companion, as a sweetheart
I feel a soft touch on my forehead
A touch that I had craved for so long
A touch of care, of love...
I forget that I have not seen you for so many years
You have hidden beyond the curtains
You have moved into oblivion
But now that you are with me
I won't let you go
Stay with me forever and ever and ever...
But as time flies
As I open my eyes
I realize...
You are nowhere
I search for you frantically
But you are gone, gone forever
I remember, you had said, "Its all over...."
Yeah its all over...
But in dreams? Why are you still in there?

Shades

Random strokes 2

The woman

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Black and white
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Random strokes

The grandfather

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Seashore on a moonlit night

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A bunch of roses
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Home alone

Pray that your loneliness may spur you into finding

something to live for, great enough to die for.

- Dag Hammarskjold