Papa had sent me a birthday with a lotus on it saying babe, this flower reminds me of you......and i was 'Managing" his life at age 5 while he consumed the all the education ....mom tugged the last braid of my french knott while i was 12..said i want you to be the princess ..m sis's and bro..all pinched my rosey cheeks to keep me away from the wilderness..............but there lay a black hole....in my pretty heart...a hollowone.......

The Television dictated the rights and wrong..cause i had championed the art of falsfying the society on my grounds...each day i lived a character..snowwhite, rapunzel, catwoman, supergal, and it was just the starting....

A year or two I imitated mother Teresa, got bored then turned into Sharon Stone next day..two steps away from Winona Ryder from the Girl Interrupted. Then for the sake of my darling frens, I had to live like Tombraider, I almost became the Cleopatra of my country..But in reality managed to play in a DR. Foustous drama like cleo...

Between Elizabeth Taylor and Cleopatra, Princess Di seemed appealing.. What's wrong with li'l loving here and there and then some more heartbreaking, afterall i cud get away since i was the master heartbreaker...it was so good to be in control of so many lives at one point when i cudn't dare make a frigggin decision on my behalf...

Then you get to play allnthe bad roles..the vixen..the murderer..the villian...there ain't much choice on pretention..i hate to pretend though..i wish i cud smoke my life away...and just when i found it....

............I can't use it anymore,,,,it's getting...dark too dark to see..knock knock knocking on heaven's door.....mama..ican't shoot them anymore..the long black cloud is coming down...knock knock kncoking on heaven's door....oooh ohh..

BOB Dylan in the backdrop,I know this letter shall never reach my love that i never had...cause he's to making up for things that i had and left behind...i just wanted to grow up to be righteous...stand up in the snow if i have to..be forever young....

And everything pulls me behind.....now i'm playing cinderella....when will this life be over ...........why..did i fall?????????????????????????????????????????????

Hushshhhhhhhhhh my baby, baby, don't you cry.............!!!

Been listening to Pink Floyd!

Ah the turmoils of youth: of waxing moons and waning moods!

Sleep well, little one!

nice one Hush..its the time i guess..the beautifully quiet and lonely night...and these musings to keep me warm..

sometimes I wish I hadn't been there. Eaten that forbidden fruit called love. As things fall apart, like the light bulb going numb, I had started to love darkness. "You're smart" started to sound like 'you're too good for me'. "Thank you" I'd say and smile in courtesy. The slouching old couch awaits my body, and carpet-less cement floor emanates the coldness I so behold in my own life. Bizarre was my best word then. From the sour taste of lemonade to my uncombed hair spread wild, I looked into my friend's eyes and said- 'bizarre'. That's how I describe my life. With pride. I said it with pride, as if this bizarreness bore the exquisiteness of republican aristocracy; those women in blue velvets and shining diamond necklaces, and their ostentations.

I just had this bizarre thought running in my mind. What if every semester I had different challenges to tease? Different tastes? I won't be surprised if Roshan leaves. One day if he comes up to me and says he never loved me, I will probably nod my head and say 'I understand'. I will respond with utter optimism; 'I'll quit loving you?I'll try'. 'You see, love cannot be controlled?' he'll come up with his philosophic justification, while my feelings will seek refuge in a dark ally within the streets of Manhattan. I start murmuring the lines of the song that I've grown to love as I move from one train to another- Asarai Mahinama, pani paryo rujhaune?

Hush,

After a long lecture to Perplxed, you could not live what you professed. Lifeless words. :0

dc girl did you just xrayed me??? Houston..i'm still sick of love..and sitara..thank you sissy,for the good nite sleep..as for me..i'm going back to being E.T. today...maybe drew Barrymore...cheers..gotto go..save another world..

okki hushhh
welcome to my world

Cindrella..babe where did u lost ur shoes????
I can't find urs..Can U tell me where????
lets start the fairy tale..If u will..:p..:p...:p
Love,
Nirman
Love barrymore...But more than that I loved urs in between the barrymoores...;)..;)

ET re????????? Ke bhanchha? :s

Jhasyangai banayo :D

why..did i fall?????????????????????????????????????????????


The answer my friend, is blowing in the wind.

And everything pulls me behind.....now i'm playing cinderella....when will this life be over ...........why..did i fall?????????????????????????????????????????????
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No one knows the answer except you :)