Sometimes....

Sometimes I want to be a writer, sometimes a lead singer,
Sometimes a drummer, sometimes an industrialist,
Sometimes a hitchhiker, sometimes a technocrat,
These varied thoughts keep bothering me,
I hope when I wake up tomorrow,
These thoughts will be foregone,
And with a new day and rising sun,
A peaceful mind will prevail

Wandering in the night

Wandering in the night. Dark sky. moon and its mysterious smile. stars shimmering and hoping for one to drop by. pondering on existence of living beings on other celestial bodies. cool wind soothing my mind. no one else around. talking out loud, blah!. exploring thoughts as they come by. some are absurd. some are complex and some are amusing. walking, talking, and thinking. an hour gone with the wind, come down with a mindful of zing.

Thoughts

I am thinking while I am writing this blog. I was thinking before I started writing and I know I'll be thinking about the same thing, which I am thinking right now, for atleast next couple of hours or may be days, weeks or a year. Its very tough to get few things out of your mind. They keep on haunting you until you pass over them. Why cant we switch of this brain and rest for a while, without thinking anything, just looking at the stars, listening to music or going for a ride?

Story of subconscious mind

When I woke up today, my mind was so clear. The uncertainity was gone. Everything seemed to be perfect. Thanks to the medicine I took last night :-). Then I went for mock cat. While I was giving test, my mind started losing its grip. I was unable to figure out what rhombus is? was unable to make simple calculation of profit-loss. Had to read question twice before I can start and with this state of my mind RC turned into the toughest battle. While reading passages I couldnt even remember what I read in the last line. And even after arriving to an answer I was taking time to scratch my pencil on the answer sheet. The medicine had finally shown its effect!

Winter

And I remember the sound
Of your November downtown,
And I remember the truth,
A warm December with you,
But I don't have to make this mistake,
And I don't have to stay this way
If only I would wake

This song, featured in one of the episodes of Scrubs, is an amazing piece of music. I tried downloading it from the net but only got bad quality sound file. Lyrics, guitaring and vocals everything is amazing.

With Convo comin up on 16th, its all set for a huge bash on weekend. But dunno what am I goin to do? My unbreakable vow of turning into a teetotaler is giving me hard times. Oh! man this sucks big time. Neways I have other options with me which I have found by exploiting all the ambiguities present in so called "vow" but still I am making myself deprived of one the most pleasurable act of life.

Fuck! my left shoulder is aching like nething. I cant even lift a guitar with it. Thats what happens when one overdo swimming. I wanna learn tennis but this unstoppable rain, which has already ruined the whole week, is keeping me away from doing it.

Wake up!

Wake up! Wake up!...it must be late by now. C'mon wake up or you will be late for test. WAKE UP!...this was echoing in my mind this morning. Suddenly I woke up and saw time. Oh Shit! I missed mock CAT.
I slept around 4 o'clk in the morn. Thought, it wont be problem getting up at 9. Without asking neone in the wing I set an alarm for 9. It did break silence at 9 but I stopped it and went back to sleep thinking half an hour more will do no harm. Then I woke up after two and half hrs. Shit! I missed it. Thats how my day began.

Bloody its raining like hell since yesterday. McLaren once again goofed up in the last few laps. Unlucky Montoya. Kimi finished 1st and lucky bastard Alonso again had a podium finish, finishing 2nd. That accident costed McLaren 10 pts otherwise they would have jumped to the top. Dementieva is too HOT!. Now I am closing this down and goin to watch US Open finals. And its still fucking raining.

Why people are still crazy about cricket?
Why do Indians suck in all sports?
And why am I thinking all this?

Damn hindi movies

Just under went excruciation for three hours. Unfortunately watched Salam Namaste.
Some valuable remarks from my side
1)First half was okish and second half was "CRAP", which is also the most spoken word by Saif in the movie.
2)Abhishekh Bachchan was total jerk in his guest appearance.
3)Preity Zinta sometimes looked awesome but at times she also looked like having a swelled face. She has definitely put on some weight.
4)Desi version of "When Rachel gets pregnant".

Soothing with "High hopes". One of my favorites. What the hell Gilmour is trying to mean, I have no idea. I have already made various attempts to get the flavor of it but always ended up with a big "?" and its video is even more creepy.

The beginning

So here I start, trying to conceal my thoughts in a bunch of words. It was way back when I thought of writing but didnt bother to run my fingers on keyboard. But today, after getting sick of same normal life, I asked for a change and so here I am writing my first blog.