he: apna shaagird kyon nahin bana letey mujhe? (why don't you make me your disciple?)

me: because i have yet to learn how to live.

thinking is easy

just dont limit it to your immediate surroundings... and factors that seem
to build walls around you...

anyway

just think -- creativity is a great and positive thing...

this was said by someone long ago. and i admire him.. a lot.

reason number 67906545 to stay away from texas!

no offense, texans.

"if I looking for a frog

him name is hopkin green frog

http://lostfrog.org/

P.S. I'll find my frog

"Enough friggin' snack cakes to choke an ox!

The high bidder will receive the following:

490 Twinkies
264 Ding Dongs
60 Chocolate Cupcakes
64 Devil Dogs (8 of them are the "reduced fat" variety)"

check this out!

he: where do you get all that energy from?!

me: its zapped from a spaceship circling earth, which will one day take me back to my own planet, orbiting the star electra in the pleiades cluster.

'tomorrow, the world!'

and why not?

what's wrong with a little good old-fashioned megalomania?

people say tomorrow never comes.

true.

but then, tomorrow never goes away either.

its always on the horizon..
no matter what you do today.

does my tomorrow look like a beckoning ray of light
or
a dark, daunting cloud?

i don't know.

i keep lifting up one foot after the other
and
walk on
down my path
through time.

in: aspen, colorado.
out: snowboarding.

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guest post: balu

First try:
Defense: Insight aint ever been the strongest of my virtues.
When all one has are dreams and when the other is full of experiences, you can imagine the one-way street of conversation. But, dreams needed to be tutored.
A novice in New York can find a thousand ways to make a fool of himself/herself, but not if you have a voice prompting you not to run when the red walk light is blinking at a traffic signal.

Second try:
One of my directors, at a lunch table : So what did you do over the last few weekends in U.S? Were you cooped up in the hotel room, watching TV?
Me: Nah, I did about 500-600 miles. I had a 'guardian angel' who ensured that my time in U.S would be memorable for many reasons.

Third Try:
Don't insult my silence by calling it boredom, I said. Sitting on a banquette window seat, overlooking the Time Square, listening to Jagjit Singh, silence was all I could muster. "Bliss"fully silent.

josh, i've been talking about you almost all night.

where there's a will, there's a way, honey.

honey, you're sooooooo not funny.

inn aankhon mein thi ek raat saji
haathon mein kabhi choodi si baji
par aankh khuli to aaya nazar
na raat saji na choodi baji

mera toota tha dil, uski jhankar thi
saara voh rang tha mere khoon-e-dil ka
yeh to hai rona dil ka
kaahe ka taraana
ab to kisi ko bhi apna ke hai bulaana

sab ki baaraatein aayi doli tu bhi laana
dulhan banaake humko rajaji le jaana

movie: jaanam samjha karo

life will soon get back, if not to 'normal' at least to a pace that i can more easily relate to.

why did the chicken cross the road?

i'll never know.

"if it won't shift, hit it with a hammer. if that doesn't work, hit it with a bigger hammer."

and then?

well, it'll be broken.

and then i'll have to go out and get a new one.

sheer brute force is rarely much of an option. most things in this world respond far better to intelligent persuasion.

i heard people certainly do.

is that really true?

someone said that situations tend to improve dramatically when i apply a little cleverness. someone said that i should just look for a smarter solution. someone said it really does exist!

but does it?

if i look at my situation through rose-tinted glasses, it all seems fine.

but then, what doesn't look good when viewed this way, huh?

and then, some situations force me to wear my x-ray specs. ah! that's when i see some worrying cracks and flaws in the structure of things.

but then again, what doesn't start to fall apart when i subject it to that much scrutiny?

but if i put the rose-tinted on top of the x-ray specs, whoaaaaaaaaa!

i see nothing. fucking nothing.

its not easy to think clearly when my head seems to be full of cotton wool.

but then again, when i feel this way, i don't really need to think long and hard, do i? all i need to do is to work out why so much is vague or confused.

Lord, have mercy on my son: for he is lunatick, and sore vexed: for ofttimes he falleth into the fire, and oft into the water. (Mt 17:15)

spent all of last night crying. haven't slept in 48 hours.

rules and regulations have a way of wearing down my resistance.

no matter how free-spirited i may be, my enthusiasm wanes when i'm constantly battling against red tape.

sigh.

revelations

every now and then, when i least expect it, it hits me in the face. even though we've been having problems, i realized, last night, i still love you.

a conversation between an astrologer friend and i:

me: blah blah rant rant rave rave blame game

he: let me tell you something: they say, "if God didn't exist, we'd have to invent him (or her)".

me: may or maybe not.

he: if Virgos like you didn't exist, we'd definitely have to invent them. people love to blame other people when things mess up. there are very few people who're willing to accept all the blame that all the other people want to lay on them. and that's why the world needs virgos.

me: so what are you trying to say?

he: just that its not entirely your fault. but on a bad day, you're willing to believe it just might be. so what's happening now is: (a) not your fault, and (b) not your problem! so just cheer up. life's good.

me: yeah? says who?

i've got a..

burning urge to free myself.

all that i really want is a niche.

a safe, cosy, 'me-size' piece of the planet to exist in. i don't think its that difficult. but then why do i feel so uncomfortable?

maybe its because i often misunderstand what my needs actually are. maybe i carve out spaces that are too small for me.

maybe spaces that are too large.

i don't know.

kal koi mujhko yaad kare
kyon koi mujhko yaad kare
mashroof zamaana mere liye
kyon waqt apna barbaad kare

mai pal do pal ka shaayar hoon

another promotion.

another department to handle.

another set of headaches.

but i'm happy.