Will I ever be the same again?

A few days back, I was just rambling at myself while on one of my usual thought-explorations... I suddenly came to a realization which left me dumbfound for a minute. It shook all of my beliefs to the core and forced me to look at everything from a fresh perspective... And far, far harder to accept than the time I had to accept that existence has no meaning other than existence itself, or than accepting that it is impossible to judge, hence trust any entity... Those were trivial compared to this one.

Thus

I,


Have
Acidic
Vines
Etched.


Lived
Inside
Vitriolic
Essence.
Decadence.

That feeling

That feeling,
When the ghost footsteps stop following just before you could turn.
When you know it was there right until you reached for it.
When you look up into the sky and understand there is so much that you would never understand.
When you know it was never yours anyway, but still, but still, but still, it's there.
When you realize that you're living an ersatz life.

And again, and again.

Eat
Shit
Sleep
Reproduce

Unquotes, don't leave home without it.

Straight from the tweet vine... compiled haiku-style! Would you like some fries with that?

Q: Life is calling. Where are you?

 A: I'm holding the megaphone you moron!

Epilogue

There I was, idly sitting on the freshly mutilated body, appreciating my own handiwork. Turning around, I found the barrel of a gun pointing at my head, time slowed… I swear I saw the bullet leave the bore and hurtle toward my forehead! I kept waiting to wake up or something.

The words that built this blog.

I saw a wordle... and couldn't resist.

Here's wordle #1 which I call my Blog Egg

So?

So there I was, standing on the crossroads amidst the woods, looking at the 4-way sign, wondering which way to go... An old man came walking down the road marked 'Experience', he was all white; hair, brows, clothes. He smiled when he saw me.


I asked, "which way do I go, old man?".

The madness that goes on in my head.

Trying to document a slice of my thoughtStream...
(Note, Left to right does not matter, the streams are simultaneous, sometimes even the top-bottom precedence may overlap.)

Stream 0 (Conscious 1)	Stream 1 (Conscious 2)	Stream 2 (visual - thought)	Stream 3 (auditory)
Right, am I writing it down correctly?	Stupid TDs and TRs, Google still couldn't refine their interface properly!	Forest night, superimposed with a google logo	Like a night in the forest

A tribute to the Pregnant Pause

...

UnQuotes... Fresh wave.

What's this blog without UnQuotes? Nothing!

'If I can't have something by my own. I won't have it.'


'When I know people better, I tend to know them better than they themselves.' 

Mandatory post-Birthday post

For some, it marks another year towards life, for some, it marks another year away from life... For me, it's a day. Almost like any other, except for the fact that people treat you nicely and you're expected to smile sheepishly all the time.

The power of your dirty mind!

The heart is not the only part to mightily throb,

Alcohol is not the only tool for debauchery,

The 8 things thingy

Okay I know this is out of character... but sometimes it's interesting to jump on the bandwagon ;)

Got tagged by Anish in his post so here goes:

8 TV SHOWS I LOVE TO WATCH:

1. Any interesting Anime that's on.
2. Friends.
3. Random Discovery channel tech-docus.
4. CSI.
5. House.

Rut Breaker

What do you do when you are stuck in a rut?
What do you do when you just can't make the cut?
When things loop endlessly, how do you break it?
When life gets predictable, how do you take it?

Raindrops

Any pattern that forms on a window pane being pelted by cold raindrops - stays for less than a moment, and you could never see it again; this fact alone made it worth looking at. Or maybe she was just looking at it to make out shapes on the other side of it. The city streets were up and running as usual, maybe the rest of the world was as busy as it ought to be, people did seem oblivious to everything going around them. Or was she concluding that just by herself? As she couldn't, see their expressions from this high up... And the rain, it seemed endless, must have been days...

The Super University prospectus part 2

Super courses continued.

Course #2: MSH - Masters in Super Heroics.

Eligibility:

• Must be totally totally and stupidly honest and and put everything and everyone before self.
  
• Special abilities - optional.
  
• Money/power - optional.
  
• Aspiring to save the World - optional.

Photos ahoy!

Somewhat of an ordinary blog entry for a change... Went for a trip, some glimpses.

The Super University Prospectus - Part 1

I've decided to open a college... I'm calling it the Super University... and all courses taught there will be Super Courses.

Course #1: MSV - Masters in Super Villainy.

Eligibility:

• Must be an evil genius or twisted mastermind
• Must have a number of special abilities
• Must be super rich/powerful
• Must aspire to take over the World. (Aspiring to take over the Universe is a plus)

Ode to Kolkata's weather - a Limerick.

You sure know how to tease for fun the shit out of me, hun...
The half-dark when I walk in the park, the stunning sun when I run.

Why am I wearing shades in the night?

My pet answers today:

1. Because I want to appear a total idiot. Duh!
   
   
2. So I don't have to see YOUR FRIGGIN FACE!

Notes to self

Non-self people are free to skip this one...

• Blog has notched up to Google PageRank 3... Wheeee!!
• This post is more or less commemorative of that... Wheeee again!!
• I should post more often.
• Discipline is cool... indiscipline is way cooler, but clichèd... ooh, moral dilemma.

Height of Self-Reference