My brain, (if i had one) must be some weird, new age, reincarnation thing ... hmmm, yeah, that seems to be the most likely solution!
The filthy floors she stepped
The slippery stairs she climbed
The winding ways she tread
The meandering meadows she wandered
All say the same,
Where is that beautiful dame
Who gave us a name
posted by J @ 10:33 am
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Drop me a line
To ask me if I'm doing fine
And, I wouldn't reply back with a sign
Call me on the hot-line
And ask me out to dine
What I would do is decline
Meet me with a bottle of wine
And confess, "Hey, J please be mine"
I'd ask you to get me some champagne
Wait for me at some holy shrine
To say that you think I'm divine
I would probably call you a swine
Bore me with the history of an ancient time
The bishop's pine and his malign
And I'll make sure you flee to the desert mine
Dream about you and me in cloud number nine
Talking about common matrimony vine
Poor soul, a chill will run down your spine
So until next time
Don't bother to whine
'Cause this heart of mine
Has no blood, but red wine!
posted by J @ 11:18 am
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My name is Jane
Plain Jane
It's actually my pen name
That gives me some cold fame
But i don't have a sense of shame
'Cause this is quite common in the word game
And there's no one to blame
No one to aim
Or frame
I'm just a simple dame
Call me Plain Jane
posted by J @ 11:18 am
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The clouds are my fantasy
The sky is where i sleep
The moon plays hide 'n' seek with me
The stars cheer me up when i weep
The waves soothe the devil in me
The mountains and caves make me go deep
The valleys are where i live
to chalo bhag chalen ;)
posted by J @ 3:07 pm
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Silence looms deep within me
I'm not deaf or dumb, and i have eyes that can see
I can sense it everywhere around me
Listen to those words that are never spoken
Those songs that are never sung
The silent screams that are never heard
And you would know what i am talking about.
I am talking about absolute reality... virtual insanity... unfathomable sanctity!
It's in you, and its in me.
posted by J @ 5:21 pm
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Rain drops are falling on my head
Could have descended on the ground instead
But this happened because my dress was red
And I was on my death bed
My ego had landed
That's not just it ... i don't regret... 'cause I'm dead!
posted by J @ 5:21 pm
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Why am i such a yo-yo?
I just cant seem to respect people's feeling and i earn nothing at all in return. I did it again... screwed up lives, relationships and god knows what else. I guess i just love doing that.
I'm quite a bitch.
So now I have every reason to sing...
Why does my heart, feel so bad...
Why does my soul, feel so sad.
Going on a rewind ... this weekend happened to be a perfectly philanthropic
~ Friday night ~
Skipped dinner, lived on fruits and milk, watched some good ol' music on the telly, fixing up dates for the next 2 days on phone and then into zzz land.
~ Saturday ~
Slept till late morning, but was considerate enough to fix an alarm for my roomie so that she made it to the gym. But she eventually got jealous looking at me snoring away to eternal bliss and skipped the workout session. Anyway, i wake up after she's left for work... not all souls are blessed enough to have a strictly 5-day week. I am rudely awakened by that horrendous ring-ring. I grab a bite, read through the daily nooze, hit to the nearby bank the number in my checkbook and passbook don't match (#@$%!), pick up a fight, shop for some munchies in the neighborhood store, back home, go munch-o-munch and then start off on a book... zzz again. Sheesh! Up again, feeling stuffed and pathetic... haven't even crossed p3! Pick it up again, dozed off after successfully finishing page 10. Up with a start, knock at the door... lunch's ready. I decide to burn down some calories before i add on more. Washed clothes, hung them on the string and then since i got my clothes wet, went under the shower! I'm ready for lunch now... so i manage to gulp down some pathetic f-o-o-d. So wassup after lunch? Zzzzzzzzz! But the neighborhood is buzzing with activity... dance class, singing class, practice sessions... Sigh, it just proves how tired i must be if i could sleep amidst all that din. As if i hadn't slept all week... or as if i was absolutely exhausted after a very busy day. And i have a dream...
I wake up ... and what do i see... well... err... forget it, its a wee-bit you know what... i say it best, when i say nothing at all!
I have exactly 1,927 days left to live!!!
posted by J @ 5:06 pm
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Suddenly, something has happened to me ...
As i was drinking my cup of tea
I spilled the coffee
That I mistook for tea
Leaving a fresh blotch on my crisp white tee
And it didn't matter much to me
Because, there was something more eerie
I hear something go drip-drop-dreepe
But don't recollect seeing a leaking faucet in the vicinity
So I look around and what do i see
Everything's black and white, except for me
A thin stream of corpuscles bloody
Leaving another head hanging lowly
The child's up on the tree
Looming silence and cannibalistic glee
Why do i have to witness scenes like these?
posted by J @ 3:16 pm
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i'm drunk, when i'm sober
i'm sick, when i'm feeling right
i'm dead, when i'm alive
if you trust me,don't believe in faith
if you believe in love, don't fall fall for me
if you think i'm sane, you are insane
they say, there's something beyond you and me...
it's not god, it's not the universe... and it's not for real
It's the fact that i fall for someone who can never be mine
And even if he did fall for me, things just wouldn't work between us
But what's with this thingie ... do it right the first time?
Nothing at all, i've never done stuff that way anyway
So, what's your problem in life?
Is it just that i don't have a problem at all?
Or, is it that this guy doesn't exist???
posted by J @ 10:21 pm
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I've never hated anyone more.
If there's someone who loves me as much as i hate her ... it's her.
And, you know why it's that way?
It's because she depends on me.
Without me, she's dead... non-existent.
She is a prisoner with no life of her own
She waits to see me every morning
She follows me all the way to the washroom in office.
She is there when i bend to pick up the lotus from the pond.
She is around when i sit behind my friend on her bike.
I see her in the squeaky clean screen of my mobile.
She is behind me when i walk down home.
She gives my stalker-on-the-phone a competition.
But as long as i'm around, she's alive and kicking!
She's ME ...
posted by J @ 11:23 am
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Smashed saturdays, hangover sundays, red-eyed mondays... that's the way life is.
Every weekend, i lose a ring, a hair clip, a bead off my bracelet and god know what not. And i get a bruise or two, a couple of broken nails, a headache, an acidic system, a hole in my pocket and more...
So, what am i gonna do about this? I think all this is just not worth it. I'm gonna stop it. No more drinking and no more shit. That will make my folks back home happy, save my roomies from the trouble of getting up at 4 on a sunday morning and gimme some weekend blues to counter with. But no, i don't have to brood about not partying on weekends , i could still go out and watch these guy drinking away to glory and feel pathetic! Or i could sit and watch some crappy movie on TV every saturday night, or i could ... whaaaaaaaaaa... sit and do nothing! You know what, my life is all f&*#ing screwed-up, i cant think beyond 'B' on a weekend. Ok, I'm gonna take a break. Yes, i am... maybe after this party we've planned with a group of old friends and the after the drive to ECR, and after ... after those special stuff coming around, I'm definitely gonna take a break from partying. I swear!
I just imagined, me out with those friends, on a saturday, in a night club, these guys getting stoned, me sitting and staring at them, pretending to enjoy that this is the best time of my life... oh boy, i must be kidding!
Thank god it's Monday!
Here are the quotes that rock the weekend ...
Avoid hangovers ... stay drunk.
Get stoned, drink wet cement...
Don't drink and drive. You might spill your drink.
Don't drink and park, accidents cause people.
Math and Alcohol don't mix. Please don't drink & derive.
posted by J @ 11:23 am
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I started working on my BOOK again!
Yeah all you ignorant people ... dont you ever read the NEWZ???
But the guy who said that my unpublished book is published has disappeared!!!
Isn't that miserable? I mean, finally the world gets to read something unbelievable now that i've decided to write the book, but with this guy missing, i guess god wants all you people in this world to wait some more ... afterall, all good things are worth the wait.
What's my book about?
It's about people i know and people i do not know... and that does not include the goddamn whole universe. It talks about people who are worth it and am not gonna waste time defining something (maybe someone) who's not worth it.
So why did i stop writing?
Because i realized that the book would give away tooooooooo much about myself.
And why did i start on the book again?
'Someone' made me realize that no matter how much i tell or write about myself, people will still not be able to break the wall around me!!!
:-o => :-p => :-) => :-D
posted by J @ 2:49 pm
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