Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Monday, August 16, 2010


I wish no one was here
Sometimes, I like being alone...
Left to be with myself,
to look into my own soul

To weigh my actions and thoughts
To count my own mistakes
To sing to myself a song that calms
my heart down when it aches...

To have a few moments of silence
or unaccompanied stroll..
To comfort and to strengthen
My weak and weary soul...

Some time to give to Him,
Whom I've known to be God
Since childhood, in times of need
The name I've called upon...

Some time away from my world
when in a confused state...
I need some time in solitude
to stop and contemplate...

Id, Ego and Superego

Id seeks pleasure, Ego causes us to reason and judge a situation with consideration to the consequences of our actions.. Superego is where a particular action is decided to be good or bad, that part of 'personality' that is inherited from parents and affected by society.

Now why did I write this just now? Apart from the fact that i understood this very recently, I've been trying to figure out these three working while I respond to a certain thing.
Id is usually like this strong fellow who wants so many bad things, like a bully .. It is this Id that comes to conflict against the good fellows, Ego and superego...

>>>(I'll write more later, I'm sitting in the press club library and this system doesn't have any formatting buttons... pfff... kills the mood to write..!)

Love the way you lie

I liked this song a lot.... I've been listening to this on repeat..
I love this place where he says "that's why they call it window pane"
and "next time there will be no next time"

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
Well that's all right because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
Well that's all right because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie...

Saturday, August 14, 2010

inside my head

"I wish he'd die! " I said inside my head, as I sat with my face buried in my hands...
No matter how much I tried I couldn't stop myself from hating him. He was beyond all sympathy or consideration... let alone the love he thought i should still have for him.

Friday, August 13, 2010

writing again

And things are changing fast.. With a few more days to go..
I'm nervous, I'm worried about the practicals i have to submit at the institute...
A certain someone's making my life hell with repeated messages and calls..

I wonder if this blog will still be evaluated.. I miss writing in here.. but i don't feel like writing a lot anymore anyway..

Imho.. its a very sad thing that one cannot change the blog name without losing one's followers :( snif sniff !!

I feel like writing a letter to someone ... like a handwritten letter- snail mail...

Ichayan's gone out for a movie, he wont be back till late. 
Im not sleepy :(

Mom and dad were mad at each other today over something very silly. Sometimes they act like stubborn kids..!

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Ingenuity of forwarded sms

I got this as a forwarded message on my phone today. I forwarded it to a few people and then something in my head made me google it up.. this story has various versions.. Palestinian  and Israeli more commonly...

Here's the message.. (And links to the other stories at the end)
An ingenious example of speech and politics occurred recently in the United Nations Assembly that made the world community smile.
A representative from India began: 'Before beginning my talk I want to tell you something about Rishi Kashyap of Kashmir, after whom Kashmir is named. When he struck a rock and it brought forth water, he thought,

What a good opportunity to have a bath.' He removed his clothes, put them aside on the rock and entered the water. When he got out and wanted to dress, his clothes had vanished. A Pakistani had stolen them.'

The Pakistani representative jumped up furiously and shouted, 'What are you talking about? The Pakistanis weren't there then.'

The Indian representative smiled and said, 'And now that we have made that clear, I will begin my speech.

'And they say Kashmir belongs to them"