Joys of a Live-in-chat-relationship

Priyanka:
yell at them
tell them to go die
tell them tell them
why aren't u responding
might it be that u r ignoring me
what could it be that is more interesting than me
do i hear footsteps
no
i hear a voice
why ask when u can read
i see u have muted ur system
still no reply
oh...it's not on mute
oh...maybe it is
tricky tricky
ugh

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Sent at 10:49 PM on Wednesday

Priyanka:
ok, i guess you are not playing

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Oh Lord, Why My Life Doth Sucketh So ?

First you let me believe it was a breeze and then you planted me in the eye of the tornado.

Papers, pencils are flying at me from every direction. My calculator is delirious from all the accounting. My laptop has started making PowerPoint presentations automatically on start up.

My iPod lost all its music because I had to reload iTunes on my new laptop.

Spending six hours on group work and accomplishing nothing juxtaposed against me working by myself the next day and finishing more work in less time makes me very mad and plants images of a fork-weapon in my devious brain.

I understand you made the universe so that bad things happen to good people. But really now, who are we kidding, you know I am no good.

So cut me some slack, will ya ?!

Thank You.
Best,
Me

So I went to South Park and...

I am on to you...I know it is a build up.

You wont know where it will come from. You wont expect it.

If you are clairvoyant, maybe you'll feel the deviation in the sweeping winds and sunny rains. But you wont experience it until later.

It will surprise you. It might make you smile in initial child-like wonder.

Slowly it will leave you defenseless, filled with restless agitation.

You will try to make sense of it, or maybe you will try reverse psychology by not acknowledging it.

Either ways, you will boink your head and wonder how you missed the signposts on the road to this catastrophe.

You may try to fight it, but it is futile. You know that. And so it further irritates you.

You will reach your breaking point. You will lose control. You will weep into your pillow.

I am on to you. I know it is a build up.

I will not allow you to snow on my parade by flooring me with your pretty pretty fall colours.

Someday you will find me, caught beneath the landslide... in a champagne supernova in the sky

Daily Dose of Bla

Your fingertips across my skin
The palm trees swaying in the wind
Images
You sang me Spanish lullabies
The sweetest sadness in your eyes
Clever trick

Well, I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you'd want the same for me

[Chorus]
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
Should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do

We walked along a crowded street
You took my hand and danced with me
Images
And when you left, you kissed my lips
You told me you would never, never forget
These images

No

Well, I'd never want to see you unhappy
I thought you'd want the same for me

[Chorus]
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
Should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do

I cannot go to the ocean
I cannot drive the streets at night
I cannot wake up in the morning
Without you on my mind
So you're gone and I'm haunted
And I bet you are just fine

Did I make it that
Easy to walk right in and out
Of my life?

[Chorus]
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
Should have known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do

...into the night

Everybodys Changing...I am not too sure how to deal with it, yet.

Strawberry fields forever. Above my study desk.

Sunday Morning, For Two

My suitcase of regrets was stolen late last month.

Now I am free to experience, enjoy and be inspired.

Hopefully by the end of one year I shall be Jack of all trades, Master of Global Marketing Communications.

Discovered a new theater near home which plays independent cinema. Very 'Meghraaj' movie hall type feel.

They play old Hindi music while the audience fills in.

Songs that wouldn't bother me two months back, haunt me now.

The wise men were right, culture only kicks in when you are six feet off the ground.

We all have darkrooms where we develop our negatives.

View from the fire escape

I see leaves on the sidewalk when I walk to school in the morning.

I only see leaf prints on the sidewalk while walking back home at night.

Even the sidewalks in this country want tattoos.

Conformity or Rebellion ?

Pretty pretty nonetheless.

Read my mind...

The PA system in the subway cars have found a way to seep into my brain through the path of least resistance and read my intentions.

Every time the elves in my brain headquarters wish for a cigarette during the train ride, the PA system announces "NO SMOKING IN THE TRAIN, PLEASE".