Annoyed

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Just as I was about to start writing this entry , I have been rudely reposed by a chat message ; I have been chatting since I was 13 and no please I don't enjoy it anymore. Neither do I enjoy texting . They seem to provide extraordinary hiatuses in my thinking. And perhaps the replies are all the same and have become boring ..I can guess 16 times out of 20 who is going to reply what ..yes I have done this . Why do u think a guy who sent about 200 texts everyday give up suddenly??  Also ,sometimes people don't bother replying .(yup someone particular)
You might wonder what do I mean when I say 'my thinking' .To be  true,  even I don't remember what I think about. Of course I have this memory problem... ( my sister once told me I don't have a memory problem ; accordingly she says people remember what they like to remember ..I don't believe her)..my problem with remembering things of importance (to others).The last thing I remember thinking (deeply) is whether a person fears death more or his future life.Why do I remember it ? because I haven't been able to answer it. Solving such questions requires serenity, which I have lost just 3 months after reading Godfather.(I tried so hard to follow him).
As perfunctory, I write when I feel bobbed down. I have had a miserable week till now , and I see no improvements in the coming week also.
Regards.


PS. I don't hate exams . I hate not being able to do justice to myself.I know I ll start texting once again , so I (and you) can look back at this post and laugh.
PPS  I know this post is very haphazard and a lot of content might be missing. I can't help it .I am down and out.But sometimes falling down may be better than flying ..at least you are sure of the destination.
And there are a few lines which I would like to post :

There is one me

I close my eyes , all I see is you
one me shows white , the other me has no hue
I try to reach for you , to hold your hands
one me shows me pastures , other barren lands
I touch your lips , I run through your hair
one me makes me feel you , other is just scared
I shall sing songs , write alleorgy
one me tells me its love , other no liturgy 
There is one me which wants you , the other wants to be away
which is true which is fake ; bliss not coming my way

 

Comments

  1. Pallavi..!April 20, 2012 at 11:04 AM

    +1..! :)

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  2. SAM -THE WISEApril 24, 2012 at 11:07 AM

    so deeep..u r altogether a diferent person inside however ur agony z same as every other man...:P

    ReplyDelete

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