My Flittering, My Fluttering Heart

My flittering, my fluttering heart,

Loves you, loathes you, in spurts and starts,

Sometimes, it's your memory, that it fights,

Sometimes, it's your dream, that makes it right,

Sometimes, in your words, that it drowns,

Sometimes, in your thoughts, that it frowns,

Loves you, loathes you, it can't stay apart,

My flittering, my fluttering heart...

...I wonder what happened to sarcasm...

The Wobbly Bridge between Mars and Venus : Being Out on a Limb

Guys, love being able to prove they're macho, it's no hidden secret. Girls know that and they see past all the false bravado almost all the time. But the whole charade that guys put up, isn't in vain because somehow, girls like the elaborate efforts being made to woo and impress them. But you know what really clinches the deal with women? When they see the guys vulnerable and susceptible. Guys love trying to be macho but more often than not, when it's really needed, it's the women that are macho! The first step to solidifying that wobbly bridge, is often when it seems to be the weakest, when you dare to put yourself out on a limb. It's wonderful to feel that strong hand that pulls you in...the one you thought was always the weaker!

I read this, "One day your life is going to flash before your eyes. Make sure its a good show" on Subodh's blog and this was my comment there


You know what, they tell you your whole life flashes before your eyes in those last minutes but they're wrong...your mind is just thinking about the next minute not what went past...you know when your life flashes before your eyes? When you're taking a walk on the beach with the sand in your toes and the breaking waves in your ears...and you know what you see? Those long walks on the beach with the sand in your toes and the breaking waves in your ears!
So you know it's gonna be a good show, rest assured!

A Whisper...

"I miss you a lot but I don't often tell,
Sometimes I whisper, when I probably wanna yell,
I love you a lot but I don't say the words,
Sometimes I whisper cause I'm scared I might be heard..."

Bikram Wisodm

It's insulting when people make you a part of their memories...kinda means you're no longer a part of their present!

I'm Lonely Tonight...

A bit of a burden that I've carried to bed,
A whirlpool of emotions swirling in my head,
I wish I could tell what I'm feeling or why,
Might scream in anger or of loneliness I might cry,
I'm caught in the eye of my own storm,
My heart and mind, ravaged and forlorn,
I lie flustered, drained of all my might,
Don't say a word, just hold me warm in your arms tonight...

My Part Time Lover, My Full Time Friend

There's much to be heard but there's nothing i've told,

My heart is warm though your hand is cold,

I'm lookin in your eyes and i hear you talk,

Steal a touch from you as we walk,

You tell me your secrets softly in my ears,

Lean on my shoulders softly shedding tears,

We'll fight and be upset but only a while,

When we look at each other we know that we'll smile,

You're my guiding star in every storm, at every bend,

My part time lover, my full time friend...

(Inspired by that song from the OST of Juno)

Some things in life are meant to be, some things not,
Hopes that you've harboured, dreams that you've sought,
All that you bear, I'm sure that's a lot,
Across hurdles that you crossed, barriers that you've fought,
Make the most of what you have, don't let a moment rot,
After all that you live through, your memories will be the greatest treasure you've got...

What Davies Once Said!

From a bridge, I watch the setting sun,

Under my feet, I watch the river run,

I wonder why the passing cars won't stop,

Why people inside won't take in this picturesque backdrop,

Why friends prefer crowded places and a bitter brown drink,

When they could sit here in the breeze n watch the yellow star sink,

In the waning dusk,old wisdom i find,

Old lines from 'Leisure' come to mind,

'A poor life this, if full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare...'

Multiple Identity Crisis...

I reckon everyone knows they have different sides to them.

I have multiple personalities...two of them actually...one is the guy that I really love, listening to him, talking to him, watching him interact with people, watching him as he goes about his own life with a 'devil may care' attitude, reading what he writes, watchcing him learn and so on... Then there is this other side...the one that enjoys listening to him, watching him in awe and always living in his shadow hoping to emulate him. The first guy is wonderful and always around when there's work to be done...when there's nothing to do, he somehow takes off somewhere, visiting occassionally in case there is something worthwhile to be done that'll keep him busy.

He came by today...left me feeling really upbeat...I hope he sticks around a little longer...

(Saurabh, you were right...that quote was out of place...like it a lot though, couldn't help myself so put it up!)