metaphor

the blood is long gone.. leaving behind an ugly white mark.. a revoltingly repulsive spot, which incessantly goes on reminding about that sharp jab of pain.. and the everlasting gradual dull throbbing.. akin of a desperation to go past all the shackled confinement.. only this time in the physical form of the epidermal layer..

but now.. its all gone.. and it has left the ugly white mark as a souvenir.. a remembrance of all the metaphors of a prisoner..

and now i cant decide which is bad.. or which was good.. or, more like, which is the worst..

• the blood that was, in all its glistening hue, gliding effortlessly gracefully along the defined lines..(?)
• the blood that gave up to the shackling confinement, and thus turned on to a defiant black of protest..(?)
• the blood that's no more..just the white hollow that is left behind..(?)

(don't bother!)

and it's heartening to know that even we are not perfect..

'coz for every perfectly synchronised congruence of words, sentences and number of characters (i'm discounting the "emotions" part.. my mind reads "b-l-a-n-k") to the perfection of 150 and 250, there also exists this one imperfect, unsynchronised non-congruency of words, sentences and number of characters (i'm discounting the "emotions" part..yet again).. to have it stop tantalisingly three short of a pefect score..

no, i'm not getting "serious".. but i seriously love this bit of imperfection..

p.s.: a great example of my mind reading "b-l-a-n-k"..

difficult

i can't stand to fly
i'm not that naive
i'm just out to find
the better part of me.

i'm more than a bird, i'm more than a plane
i'm more than some pretty face beside a train
and it's not easy to be me.

wish that i could cry
fall upon my knees
find a way to lie
about a home i'll never see.

it may sound absurd, but don't be naive
even heroes have the right to bleed
i may be disturbed, but won't you concede
even heroes have the right to dream
it's not easy to be me.

addiction

addiction was the norm of her life.. and she got the real physical living proof of it at a time she least expected.. in the most scrupulous of surroundings..

and when procrastinating, she realised consciously-unconsciously, the four days she thought she was off her 'poison', she was actually on another.. though that also comes very close in flipping over her actual 'poison'.. yes.. that was the moment she knew for certain.. addiction is the norm of her life..

she also knew, she wasn't and/or isn't and/or will never be addicted to her life..
she also knew, she loved (and hated) her 'poison' way beyond the realms of normally bound fences of logical (and/or abstract) reasoning(s)..
and she is adamant of not and never taking her poison to her grave..

and yes..she was addicted then..
and yes again..she is addicted even now..period.

"i dont wanna miss a thing"

i'm not being judgemental over here.. but i cant deny the fact that it did cut across as a li'l bit wierd to me.. to see a song, picturised on the daughter, sung by her father..

conveying everything other than a father-daughter relationship..
.....i don't wanna miss a thing....

Fix You

when you try your best but you don't succeed
when you get what you want but not what you need
when you feel so tired but you can't sleep
stuck in reverse


and the tears come streaming down your face
when you lose something you can't replace
when you love someone and it goes to waste
could it be worse


lights will guide you home
and ignite your bones
and i will try to fix you


and high up above or down below
when you're too in love to let it go
but if you never try you'll never know
just what you're worth


lights will guide you home
and ignite your bones
and i will try to fix you


tears stream down your face
when you lose something you cannot replace
tears stream down your face
and i 


tears stream down your face
i promise you i will learn from my mistakes
tears stream down your face
and i


lights will guide you home
and ignite your bones
and i will try to fix you.

I'm yours

Well you've done done me and you bet I felt it

I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted

I fell right through the cracks, And now I'm trying to get back

Before the cool done run out I'll be giving it my bestest

And nothing's gonna stop me but divine intervention

I reckon it's again my turn, to win some and learn some

But I won't hesitate no more no more

It cannot wait, 

I'm yours

Well, open up your minds and see like me

Open up your plans and damn you're free

Look in to your heart and you'll find love love love

Listen to the music of the moment maybe sing with me

I love peaceful melody

It's your god forsaken right to be loved loved loved loved loved

So, I won't hesitate no more no more

It cannot wait, I'm sure

No need to complicate our time is short

This is our fate

I'm yours

I've been spending away too long checkin' my tongue in the mirror

And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer

My breath fogged up the glass
And so I drew a new face and laughed
I guess what i'm a saying is there ain't no better reason
To rip yourself of vanity and just go with the season
Coz what we aim to do 
Our name is our virtue


I won't hesitate no more no more
It cannot wait, I'm sure
There's no need to complicate
(Well, open up your mind and see like me)
Our time is short
(Open up your plans and damn you're free)
It cannot wait
(Look into your heart and you'll find)
I'm yours
(love love love love)
No, I won't hesitate
(Listen to the music of the moment come and dance with me)
No more no more
(I love one big family)
It cannot wait, I'm sure
(It's your god forsaken right to be loved loved loved loved)
No need to complicate
(Well, open up your mind and see like me)
Our time is short
(Open up your plans and damn you're free)
This is our fate
(Look in to your heart and you'll find)
I'm yours
(Love love love love)
Please don't complicate
(Listen to the music of the moment and dance with me)
Our time is short
(I like happy family)
This is our fate
(Its our god forsaken right to be)
I'm yours
(Loved loved loved loved)
Please don't hesitate
(Listen to the music of the moment and dance with me)
no more no more
(I love peaceful melodies)
It cannot wait
(It's your god forsaken right to be)
Coz I'm yours
(Love love love love)

love beckons

she was happy.
she was excited.
she was far too agitated and restless in her excitement.
it was impossible for her to sit down.
sit quiet.
be at peace.
she was constantly fidgeting.
it was like, she would sit down, but her feet would go walking.
she was flying. already. all ready for her flight.
it was after all a special flight.
a reunion with the one loved.
the answering back to the soul calls.
it was palpable in each moment as it drew close.
she could breathe it in.
she could imagine it all.
and how she wished the clock to spin.
she just couldn't rest for a li'l more bit.
but boy, was she happy.
happy as she had never been.
yes.
she was happy.
happy as she could ever be.

Masquerade

Perfect Stage Perfect Tiles
Perfect Walls with the Perfect Lights
Perfect  Stairs Perfect Rails
Perfect Shimmer on the Perfect Trails
Perfect Hair combed Slick
Perfect Touch with the Perfect Grip
Perfect Steps and the Perfect Twirls
Perfect Boots with the Perfect Click
Perfect Dress in the Perfect Reds
Perfect Gaze o'er the Perfect Place
Perfect Him and Perfect Her
Perfect Masquerade for the Perfect Pair.

"who says i can't get stoned?"

Who says I can't get stoned,
Turn off the lights and the telephone,
Me in my house alone,
Who says I can't get stoned?

Who says I can't be free?
From all of the things that I used to be?
Rewrite my history,
Who says I can't be free?

It's been a long night in ***,
It's been a long night in ***,
I don't remember you looking any better,
But then again, I don't remember you.

Who says I can't get stoned?
Call up a *** that I used to know
Fake love for an hour or so
Who says I can't get stoned?

Who says I can't take time?
Meet all the **** in the county line
Wait on fate to send a sign
Who says I can't take time?

It's been a long night in ***
It's been a long night in **** too,
I don't remember you looking any better
But then again, I don't remember you.

Who says I can't get stoned?
Plan a trip to *** alone
Doesn't matter if I even go
Who says I can't get stoned?

It's been a long night in ***
It's been a long time since 22
I don't remember you looking any better
But then again, I don't remember, I don't remember you.


p.s. this is in light of certain event that unfolded yester'night'.. and dedicated to the certain 'you'.

any guess as to what loses instant respect from my side?

being (Continuously and persistently) gender specific with the posts.. in a very unnervingly pathetic failure of a try to mask it as "general"..

i'm sorry, just cant continue with my stance of NOT disregarding.. its something which makes me take it upon myself to disregard the "subject" concerned, all the more.. and me being me, i'm not going to spare any chances at that..

and yes, i have the reputation of being real bad in the art of subtleness.. because, i have the innate virtue, of how to make it specific only to the "subject" concerned and be "general" to the rest..

yes, admit it.. you have to learn coz it doesnt come easy.. either you have to be born with it..or be that much smart enough to learn the ropes of it..

and just for a change, this is not just "roobish"..

itsy bitsy snippets

this one can be considered as somewhat distant relative in continuation of the post "its not the same without you".. though in a completely different manner.. but again something remains the same.. this also being a result arrived courtesy real life experiences..some of which pretty recent ones..

1. Never go out on a lunch date with someone who has been drunk the previous night.. (Mumbai)
2. Take a surgeon out on a pizza date, where it is mandatory to use your silverware.. You'll fall in love with him all over again.. the precisions.. *aaahhhhhhh!* (Mumbai)
3. Never "date" (&/or eventually marry) a Dentist----He'll make life hell for the kids..

so, that's it.. till the time i come across more of such life defining itsy bitsy snippets, its cheerio! 

:)

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i have often dreamt about it.. more often than not, i have spent countless hours of my conscious state in a bid to conjure up the image of that pristine and alluring austerity of the face..
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