scribbles of lazy me

There is a famous saying that an idle mind is the devil's workshop. I don't know whether it's right or wrong  but yeah it suits Me the best.Because whenever I sit idle I think some shit and then over that shit , I think some more shit and slowly slowly I go so much in depth of that shit that I can't even breathe.These thoughts which weave in my head are strong enough to suffocate me. What else can you expect from smelly shit anyway :P Same was the case with me yesterday. I wonder whether its just the Indians or the whole world,who has an undying faith in god,who believe in sayings like 'lets leave it to god he will decide what should happen', 'lets leave it to god's will', lets see what god has written for me , lets see what my destiny really is ' and much more crap of that sort.  But , will anybody let me know  that to how many people he can look after ? Means ya , he might be having some super natural power but still man... As per th

Life has been tough lately.... Tough and busy  to be precise !! And its quite long since i last scribbled something...I know i am ignoring my blog so badly! *Sigh* Some of you might have already reckoned that he is dead already but sorry to say you are wrong. I'm still alive.At least half alive. Almost a year has passed and i have a lot of stuff to say but felling short of words. I'm getting so dumb these days ..Dumb and unhappening... It seems that my life has hanged ...just like a track which  was running very smoothly and suddenly, there is a sort of scratch in the tape and now its hanged ...or its like someone has pressed a repeat button and the same day is repeating again again and again...(no end to it.. *sighs*).That's how my life has been. That happening student life is already over now and the only thing left  is a big race and i'm running in it like a bull.The funny thing is that there is no end to it. I find no end to that race. You just have to r

 Google can give you the details and information about everything, i thought lets try then. And i keyed in  the word 'dost' which translates to 'Friend in English' ' Amico in Italiano' 'Amigo is Spanish and Portuguese ' and simply 'Ami in French'. It gave me millions and millions of results with tons of websites. Some said 'Dosti SMS' .. Some said 'Dosti Shayari' , there were Dating and dosti websites too in addition to a lot more funny crap which was enough to tickle me :P   I thought forget Google  lets try Wikipedia . Again i typed friendship and man, my jaw dropped looking at the results.There were some friendship theories, friendship history and bla bla and bla and much more crap. I thought, What the Fuck man! the whole internet these days is based on these two websites which internet   gave me such crap stuff. What's this friendship anyway? Is this friendship, really based on all this theories? is it what it

Baitha tha ek din yuhi tanha akela ,naap raha tha aasma ki unchaiyo ko Dekh raha tha tanha aasman, usme jhoomte badalo ko aur badalo mein dupki lagate un parindo ko ek baat yuhi zehan mein ayi ki kyu yeh parinde humesha aasaman mein udte aur gungunate rehte hai kyu yeh badal humesha lehrate rehte hai kabi garajte toh kabi baraste hai aur kabi doop k aanchal mein chip se jaate hai. yeh suraj b toh nahi thakta kabi apni kirne bikherte bikherte yeh paani b to kabi nahi chodta behna. kyu chand ko aane mein kabi deri nahi hoti suraj b toh kabi dalne mein deri nahi karta roz roz ek hi cheez karte, kya yeh sab kabi thakte nahi insaani basha mein kahe toh Kya yeh kabi BORE nahi hote konsi prerna milti hai in sab ko ki apna kaam humesha itni shiddat se mazze lete hue karte hai ki yeh sab kabi thakte nahi , inhe toh itbaar ki chchuti ki b zaroorat nahi padti kabi apne kaam ko lekar kisi se ladte nahi. aur aisa kya antar hai inme aur insaano mein ki insaaan apne kaaam se hi th

Sometimes i feel like my head is an egg and you are its yolk that you always keep on rolling inside it, that, At the nights, in my dream i see you and then, i wake up with a thought of you running in mind and thats the way my day starts everyday. Before meeting you, I anticipate about the scene in which i'm with you and i practice the things in front of mirror the way 'i will tell you' . But, the moment you come in front of my eyes, My body goes Numb and i feel so Dumb that i can't utter a word.  Words,I have so many to say. Still, I feel afraid that they might fall short and they might end and in that hullabaloo occuring inside me, I can't even say. My hearts skips a beat when ever i think of you and If we talk about feelings, they are always new, When i'm in front of you. You came and went but these feeling never did the same and everytime i meet you , they are different in a way but they always make me lame. Fears of losing you always keep on

If I look up now for the rainbow i saw as a boy, There are no longer the seven colors only a mist and fog, As time passes by, and the world around me changes, No matter where i search for you,you're nowhere to be found,  So i close my eyes, and open my heart... I need to know, if i gaze up again, Will things be different this time? Maybe if i was more honest, the fog would fade away, So i pray, screaming that wish deep within my soul. They say when you lose one thing, you gain another, don't you? But still, no matter the waves of pain hit me I will keep looking for you! My dream!My friend!My Light!