Today...

I guess its easier to deal with people by just not minding them..

Mmm.. Some people are irritating… but then why let them irritate? :d

I love coffeeee… i think i can have coffee any time of the day.. 10:45 pm now and i’m happily sitting with a cup of it J reflecting on what my day was lie

Today was a good day right from the beginning.. Ofcourse no matter how much i hate it … reaching late to class has become an everyday thing with late train schedules ..

Nothing more to write.. I managed a poem at class today, will put it up tomorrow .. Left my notebook upstairs J

;D

Happiness comes to you when you stop pursuing it...

The moment you decide to stop running after it..

It starts following you…

In the most unexcpected ways and in bountiful measures it showers itself upon you

She threw the pen on the floor. It was impossible to write!

There was just too much going on inside her head..

If only she'd known this was where life was leading her to, she'd have never made those mistakes. She regretted all of it.. If only there were a rewind button for liFE...

Realization, when he comes,

Guilt with him he doth bring..

And makes one count one’s mistakes

Wrongdoings and everything

Like a black veil, from nowhere

Flies to come and cover the face

And one looks back, at one's own past

All but to know shame, disgrace!!

For over his shoulder, behind him

All he sees, teary-eyed...

What a fool he’d been throughout

Stolen, cheated and lied…

Random..

I walked a long way.. a blue carpet adorned the wooden floor.

On one side were huge windows wit heavy bolts.. beautiful heavy brass bolts..

and on the other side was a white stainless wall..

I had these various emotions going on within me..

i couldn't understand any..

and then i reached this certain point where the carpet ended.. and there was just the floor...

not wooden anymore.. cold cemented floor..

and the windows.. smaller, but many...

and smaller bolts... small, iron bolts..

but the corridor seemed endless.. and on the other side, the wall turned a shade of grey... 

:)

Don't feel like posting for a while..
I have things to write.. but i'm just too lazy...
nothing special ..

Dear Diary..

Today was a quiet day :)

holidays are nice...

And anyway I don't really feel like going there anymore .. 

Dad and neha'll leave tomorrow.. I'll start missing them again..

and by the time all four of us get together again, it'll be time for me to leave :(

I'm feeling a lot of different feelings at the same time..

I'm missing some people, I'm hating others, I'm angry with someone, I'm indifferent towards another.. I'm feeling tired of things, feeling excited about some other things..

and all of them, feelings, very intensely..

:)

Today...

have yo ever felt like killing someone?
Today i do .. I'm angry...
Wrath is but one of the seven deadly sins..

Vagamon

Went to Vagamon with family for a couple of days.. an outing..

was a nice trip..

The high ranges here in Kerala are wonderful to travel ( if you're not prone to travelling sickness).. Also, one needs to have a good control on 'nature calls' especially if one's a girl.. there are no clean toilets to relieve oneself..

It gets slightly cold up there at this time of the year.. not like really cold but reasonably.. The fog's the best part.. feels nice :)

As you travel up, the path is full of hairpin curves (gave me a headache uphill).. and you feel like your ear gets plugged with something...

Thats' about it :)

The weekend

Nitya sat counting the visiting cards she'd found in her father's old visiting card holder. She read the names and observed the logos on the cards.. She wondered how people came up with logos.. Did they take long time figuring them out? How difficult would it be? Every design had to convey the values a company stood for.. 

She suddenly came across a card that read T. William, CEO of some software company, before she could scan the logo her mind drifted to a book she'd half read by William Dalrymple. She'd started liking the book, but had gotten stuck on a page halfway through and hadn't gotten the time and the mind together to pick it up again.. Since it was a thought already now,she thought of giving up her laziness and picking up the book again... 

She stood up from the floor, next to the old cupboard, the door of which made a creaking sound as she closed it. Walking to her study table, her glance fell on the dust that had accumulated on the globe kept on the side table. She couldn't remember the last time she'd turned the globe to check anything at all. From an object of high importance in geography classes back in school, the globe had of late become an unused show piece.. a dust collector..

She opened her book where she had left the recycled-paper bookmark... A soft sweet smell came from the pages, she loved the way books smelt... She sat down on her bed with the pillow on her lap, leaning back on the wall that the bed lay against. 

An hour later, completely immersed in the book, Nitya hadn't heard the doorbell ring... for the third time.

(to be continued)

Random Thoughts

1. Sometimes all you need to feel better, is a cup of coffee.

2. Small fishes kissed my feet when I put them into the pond

3. Cleaning the whole house is a good way of spending time productively, reduces frustration too..

4. Washing dishes helps you keep your nails clean.

5. Sometimes you're prejudiced about some people.. If you try spending time with them you might feel about them differently.

6. A whole day without internet is not as bad at I thought it was..

7. Crystal glasses look good in showcases (only if they're regularly cleaned)..

8. Safety Pins are a wonderful invention >> I searched wikipedia to know more
 (The origin of the safety pin dates back to the Mycenaeans during the 14th century BC (Late Mycenaean III era). They are known as fibulae (singular fibula) and were used in the same manner as modern day safety pins. In fact, the very first fibulae of the 14th and 13th centuries B.C. looked remarkably like the safety pin. The origin of the fibulae is detailed in Chr. Blinkenberg's 1926 book Fibules grecques et orientales.

The safety pin was reinvented by American inventor Walter Hunt, and patented in April, 1849. The rights to the invention were sold for $400.)

9. The peachish-colored fruit on top of a cashew nut tastes very funny. 

10. You should be careful while sweeping staircases..  There are high chances of slipping and breaking bones.

Dear Diary..

Psalms 55 Verse 6-

"And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! for then would I fly away, and be at rest."

Got this verse, today while reading the Bible ..

Its everything I've been thinking..

No more to say .. or write...

I feel undone

I'm walking towards oblivion..
Fog and mist surrounds..
Helplessness and numbness..
both know, no bounds...
Things seem unreal..
not like in a pleasant dream..
but a nightmare, unraveling..
I try hard to scream..
But all in vain, I struggle..
I can't wake up so, i try...
And un-awake still in my dream...
I hear a distant cry...

Dear Diary..

Been busy this Holy Week with Church going and Choir practices..

Couldn't spare time to log in and write..

Easter's a nice feeling... Even chester looks happier than usual..

My assignments are all pending though.. I don't even know what to write..

And the radio interview still has a missing bit that i doubt I'll ever get. 

We bought two new Goldfishes for our little fish pond.. So, now there are a lot of tiny fishes, two big white fishes (the names of which i don't know) and two goldfishes(which looked mighty scared for the first day and now are ruling the little pond)

There's a miniature waterfall sort of a thing too in the middle, when the tiny fishes feel adventurous, they go and try to explore around it...

So, Happy Easter anyway :)

Evangeline