Friday, 15 July 2011

My silence talking

Yeah we can dance a dance
but what if we just talked

You see I have conversations
that have never been let out

They're mature and ready
to be let loose

So what if we don't like each other
that accent still sounds sweet

Words don't have to be tall or successful
as long as you have a mouthful

Grab a seat, maybe a drink
leave the pretty girls for one bit

When we're done we can leave
no looking back, no apologies

I need a stranger, not a friend
just for a talk not a dance

Thursday, 2 June 2011

The fight is on

Darna mana hai.

Darna mat, bas ladhna.

Tuesday, 8 February 2011

2011

The beginning is near...

yay! :D

Saturday, 22 January 2011

Accounting

Have you ever lay awake thinking how wonderful God is?
Have your walls ever threatened to swallow?
Have you struggled to be you?
Have you ever hoped against hope?

Have I lived? Have I been imperfect?
Have I confessed I cry easy?
Who really watched me? Who understood?
How many smiled because of me?

What's the end of the story?

Saturday, 25 September 2010

beaming me :)

I'm a wonderful person. I must be such a joy to be around!

Saturday, 11 September 2010

You're only as good as your last fight

Arguments and fights are a part of life. I'm sure you knew that but I sort of missed that lesson up until this summer. I always thought I was a peace loving bundle (of joy) but...well...no.

I love a good fight...the shouting, the drama, the tears, the swollen eyes. Why ease tension watching people fight when you can get into one yourself! It's so refreshing.

But the fight is followed by that silence, the customary 'reflect back on your actions.' Let's just say that's when I see me in all my glorious faults and don't like me.

So now I try to judge less. For example:

you're drunk...oh I'm just as useless/wasted when I sulk. (manage a smile)

you're ugly...it's not like you chose to be. (seriously what happened!)

your math is worse than mine...I have my days too. (not really)

you can't help fight...life would sort of be dull without any action. (I wish I had a gun)

but you're skiiiny....ok so I haven't mastered this yet! (EeeeW)

So next time you pass me by, don't let the innocent face fool you. I might not comment on your shoes or your BMI but if need be I'll pick that fight till one drops.

:)

P.S. pardon the mistakes if you do spot them.

Wednesday, 11 August 2010

a thought in a moment

At every step in life a heart is broken. If not mine, then yours.