Mind,Soul,Spirit-BEDEVILED

Two weeks of emptiness does surround me,
my heart aches and yearns to be free,
hapiness seems glum as memories occupy,
desires my soul to be a merlin and fly.

Reality seems blue as fantasy seems real,
so profound are my wounds it can but heal,
confound me do the deep caverns of sorrow,
the pain pierces my heart like an arrow.

All that's left inside me is pure rage,
feels like an animal bound in a cage,
it feels enclosed among perilious acerbic wires,
it explodes from me my unfathomable desires.

Sadly nothing is what i am left with now,
the field of happiness seems hard to plow,
yet as always i will rise up one day,
to avenge every second that got wasted away



This started at two am on 23rd May and was created by the joint efforts of DeMoNsTeR and Hell Express.

Uneasiness

As the path entwines,
It moves towards a curved tip,
The faint light falls on a dog,
It reflects a shivering state,
Dark as dark can be,
A split second misjudgment,
A plastic in the street,
Whistles all around.

I wake up in the ship,
The waves seem rough,
The waters hit the deck, hard,
The winds cools up the hot burning feel,
It’s windy how can it be hot?
The waters splash against my face,
Feels a lot cooler now.

The waves seems to be dying,
The feel of queasiness seems less,
“The shiver seems to be petering out”
The sun seems to be rising,
The light slowly increases density,
The dog still lies still,
The only trembling figure seems me.



Influenced by Persia and Strange Thoughts both from this blog site

The Dream -- A Journey to the Present

A place of Good or Evil is this world not, but a place of Dreams;
Toil hard day and night do the humans, for so it seems;
Reality is but unreal because what is not real is actually the real;
Dreams however unreal is but possible, for tis' what humans feel;
Dreams can be many, some humans dream all day whilst some do not;
Dreams can be various, some humans dream of wealth whilst some dream of food hot;

I also had a Dream once upon a time;
Dream of sweet love, turned to sour lime;
For whence I doth see a couple, the more inspired I became;
"If they can be like that, why can I not be the same?"
Innocent was I, as I was not aware of the core truth and I was lame;
I tried, failed, tried, failed, tried yet again, failed all the same;
Heartbroken was I, but I gave not my ground up yet;
I fell and I stood up, ready to place my hopes on another bet;
To respect and be respected, to love and be loved, was all I wanted;
'Stead this world taught me things, painful, destruction to me was granted;

This time I stand up, but only to walk with a different view;
They will pay, they who had humiliated me to the ground, those few;
The childhood journey, started with one wish, changed me into a lich;
The core truth, that your love has no value over those who are the famous rich;
Wealth the root of evil and corruption, attracts the humans and makes them dream;
And so I wonder,"Are these humans masters of their fate or mere slaves of their dream?";

As I live on with this scar upon my once jovial heart;
Sure am I, that my respect for humans will one day depart;
Dreams makes humans weak, Suicides are the witness's of such;
Such is the nature of humans, and so its a truth very much;
And as I continue on the journey which I had once started as a lame child;
I look up at the sky, and find that the weather is gentle and wind is mild...................

Hell's nightmare

This is the first entry of the year but I would like to take you back some time along my journey of life. Days, weeks, months, years have since passed by at a stretch. Must be some ten years now, no it’s been fourteen. It’s strange how much those ultra-small, microscopic particles we often refer as brain cells can remember so much from our past, even from our youth. It was the month of April I remember it well because just the day before that particular day on which I am commenting was Holi, the festival of colours. I remember having played Holi outside my city on my tour to Madhya Pradesh. We left around ten in the morning for Bandhavgarh a national reserve camp in Madhya Pradesh. The journey was very long and after short stoppages at places where people were seen playing holi we finally made our way towards our destination.

Our journey was very long and as night came it became quite dark. I realized we were headed through the forest and right into it. We passed two hotels and then I realized that my love for an adventurous stay in the forest had been made. The strange feel of the faint moonlight entering through the tall trees cast strange silvery shadows along the road and as the leaves of the trees rustled the silvery shadows seemed to move, nearly every turn seemed to reveal some kind of a wild animal running away at the sudden intrusion of the headlights into the calm, quiet and serene environment of the forest.

Finally, we reached the government lodge around seven in the evening and I realized that for once my bravery would be put to an ultimate test. The lodge was situated way inside the jungle and very close to the core area. If that was not enough the room we were about to live in was above ground level and the pathway to those cottages were supported by some pillars right in the open surroundings of the jungle. Just as we were entering the room, the bellboy, who was carrying our luggage gave us or rather particularly me the biggest fright of all. Just the night before our arrival thus referring to the full moon night of the Holi purnima, a tiger had killed a bison just below our cottage and parts of the bison still remained to be cleared. The pathway was not that high and if a tiger or a leopard really wanted it could easily jump its way up for some tasty human meat. I remember being very scared and the splendid decor of the cottage hardly did anything to subside my fear. I was so scared I could not move towards the restaurant for dinner which was near the reception office I had to be assisted by my parents .

That night I had a very bloodcurdling nightmare. I saw myself covered with colours except that they weren’t colours at all. I was bathed in my blood as it oozed out from my face, limbs and my torso. A tiger was roaming around me waiting to go in for the final kill while the silvery shadows of the trees slowly turned into jackals, wolves, hyenas and some animals I didn’t see before and as the tiger rounded of for the final kill going straight for my neck I woke up with a start shaking and trembling with fear.

The tiger came again but this time I was not saved, it went in for my throat as I shouted out only to awake again to may parents’ comforting, I was no longer in the jungle outside my cottage nor was I in the cottage, I was back in my room at my house. The dream had followed me all the way here and as far as I remember I could not sleep alone again for a year or so. As time passed, slowly I had forgotten that event but then suddenly one night it all came back to me in the jungles of Kaziranga. It seemed very strange to me when I woke up as the hotel in Kaziranga where I stayed was far away from the core jungle and I had already visited many jungles before. The dream is again lost somewhere in those very brain cells waiting to be relived, to be awoken again by some sort of stimulus.

Well you may have expected a dream involving monsters, fire and some similar stuff after reading the name but that’s how it is. Pathetic! Isn’t it?

Note: The lodge as you see in the picture has been modified and commercialized today to suit human habitation but the true virginity of the surroundings and the chilling feel that arose within me during the stay there may be a bit hard to imagine.

Last Post of 2009!

So its shit! The year is gonna end, in some time....does it matter? it matters to no one, just another reason to party their asses off. Thats all there is to it. No one gives a damn about the year! People only give damns about themselves!
Why am I sounding pissed? well, maybe because I didn't shit today, or maybe because my feet are numb, or maybe its just you, you're thinking I am pissed but actually I am not. Oh hell, it could be anything! That is not the point however, the point is that there is no point in getting drunk on new year's eve. Then again there is no point in getting drunk ever, if you ask me! But just for those desperate ones out there, if you really want to celebrate do it on 24th Jan, Global Belly Laugh Day. Now that's a real reason to celebrate! Isn't it? I bet you didn't even know about this, I'll "LoL" to that.
Anyway, coming to think of it everything that you have read so far was pointless, just an excuse to wish everyone....well what the heck, HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!! :D

P.S Dont make new year resolutions, they are PATHETIC!

It's Christmas!!

Well, once again it’s that lovely time of the year…
A time for celebration,
A time for decoration,
A time for delicious food,
A time for a generous mood,
A time when carolers sing,
A time when silver bells ring,
A time for laughter, a time for joy,
A time for Santa to get you a new toy!
A time for cookies, turkey and cake,
A time for being good, for goodness sake,
But most important of all the above,
A time for you to care….and a time for you to love!
Yes it’s Christmas Time, one of my favorite times of the year. Everything about this time just adds up to be great. But unfortunately this year, the fun and joy was dampened by the so called “War” I talk of, in simpler words, the exams. It’s been difficult for the entire force. But what’s done is done. No time to lament, its Christmas!! And as I am typing, Santa’s probably flying overhead somewhere! [it’s 3am Christmas morning]
So here’s wishing all the followers, members and everyone visiting this blog and everyone else, a very Merry Christmas! Have a great time filled with love, joy, happiness and LOTS OF PRESENTS! :D
Wait! What’s that I hear?.....a sound, are those……..bells??
I hear bells!! Wait a minute….could that be? What the!
Holy mother of hell!!! It’s not Santa Claus!!! It’s the night guard with bells instead of a whistle …… PATHETIC!!!!

The Twilight Saga continues

Isn't it amazing, that the one thing you've really been waiting for, turns out to be the hardest to get. It happens a lot with me. Last time I remember, it was Grand Theft Auto IV. When I finally went to get a copy, I learn't that it would be three more months before I could lay my hands on one. Then it took me an entire night to set it up. And it wasn't exactly easy.

This time, it was New Moon. I had fallen in love with Twilight. I was desperately waiting for New Moon, but it wasn't coming anywhere near this city. Then Twilight came in its place. New Moon was initially two and finally three weeks late. Our first attempt was at 9:10, Inox, CityCentre. They had not received their print yet. Apparently, we had already been warned about this by BookMyShow. But, we didn't take heed. Then straight off to Adlabs, Sector-V. We got the tickets and spent three hours at the CafeCoffeeDay there. At 12:30, as we were about to enter, we were told that there was some trouble and that the show would start half an hour late. Finally, about twenty minutes later, we were called in. This was the first show in the city and we were the first ones to enter.

The movie is beautiful. And Isabella Swan. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh Bella... She is hotter than Lara Croft and Hermione Granger. And the next movie Eclipse, is on its way, just half a year away.