Contemplation

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...

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.

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..!