Warped Mind: June 2005

Thursday, June 30, 2005

Eeeeeeeeeeeeks!!!

I step out of the shower and go into my room, only to be confronted with a spider on my wall.
It stops crawling.
Staring at me, since I am dressed only in a towel.
Naughty lil spidey!
I need to set it free in the wilderness.
I decide that I must kill it.
But I can’t do it.
I keep trying but stopping halfway.
When I finally get my nerve up and strike, it jumps OFF the wall, lets a web loose, and slips down behind my bed.
I’m late.
I put on my clothes, and what do I see...
It’s still in there, waiting for me.

11 Comments:

Anonymous said...: Lucky Spider ;); 5:39 pm
anantha said...: It was not one of those genetically altered spideys right? You did not get bitten did you? One of these days then, we might see you hanging upside down in an alley with your mask rolled up halfway! lol....; 7:15 pm
Anonymous said...: hey hey hey.. come come.. we've never heard abt spider sex.. come on.. puuuhhhlllleeeezzzzz; 7:50 pm
Anonymous said...: but they're the most adorable things!!
How could you want to kill it?!?!; 7:55 pm
Bloggard said...: Until now I hadn't given much thought to all the places spiders wander around. I now have cognizance. I propose all spiders be fitted with tiny wireless cams.; 9:00 pm
Anonymous said...: Hmm; 12:14 pm
Manu said...: @bloggard: but they already do! this is my spidey btw...;); 3:31 pm
n.g. said...: a copywriter who writes well. rare.
am a reformed copywriter myself. reformed = ex. which agency in bangalore? got some friends at ogilvy and lowe.; 11:49 pm
-Poison- said...: lucky tht it didnt bite ya, u might hav turned into Spiderwoman then *:); 10:32 pm
anumita said...: Very graphic :)
I guess getting friendlier wouldn't harm. You can share your den then.; 9:24 am
manuscrypts said...: a spider stalker!!; 5:32 pm

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Tuesday, June 28, 2005

I'm bottled-up!!!

15 Comments:

Anonymous said...: genie in a bottle!!
cool.. whr r u hiding? i will open it up and then u'll have to server me :P; 5:16 pm
J said...: server you? :D; 5:25 pm
Anonymous said...: so was Ur fav song, today, message in a bottle by Sting?; 6:15 pm
Rob said...: Does this mean you're now sweet and refreshing? or constipated? LOL; 4:05 am
Corny name said...: Vodka!~!!!!; 10:13 am
Corny name said...: Tequila... it makes me happy...!!; 10:14 am
Jax said...: Oye bubbly!! Ohoy bubbly!! :))

Whats up J?; 11:37 am
Anonymous said...: WATER?; 11:40 am
Anonymous said...: 190 ..... is the number of runs scored by Dravid , was once his highest ... i think ....; 3:08 pm
Golden Words said...: sniff sniff..what fond memories! i can barely remember!; 3:39 pm
Elixir said...: let it out...let it out...vent it out!!!!!
(on my blog... :P); 5:42 pm
Anonymous said...: Hi !
wonder !!!!

r u trying show off.. its all the real ,,,

r u the same u talking... or its all ur dream..

i'm trying to believe u.. coz i loved the u write...; 5:44 pm
phatichar said...: bottle-necked?; 9:55 am
manuscrypts said...: nice view??; 11:52 am
Anonymous said...: She Puts Herself In A Bottle And 15 People HAve Something To Say !!!!; 12:08 pm

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Monday, June 27, 2005

It’s been too long since I went underwater.

I’m deep in every imaginable state – work, criticism, insomnia.
It’s been one helluva month, and it can only get better, or worse, depending on how you see it from here. White skies, blue skies, black skies, red skies, sunsets and sunrises – the same palette every day. I don’t bother to take notice anymore. I’m getting acquainted with my nocturnal side by the day, and the eerie silence is only that much of a comfort. I listen to what other people don’t hear, and it’s my own little world.

Bring it on. Just don’t bother.

8 Comments:

Anonymous said...: oxymorons! yes! thats what they are.. there are a lot of oxymorons in Ur style of writing.. got it!

The Rock Says: Just bring it!; 3:22 pm
Anonymous said...: oh the oxymoronic effect comes automatically with the presence of the other J.. my beloved :X

btw do u also hear wat other people dont say?; 3:41 pm
Anonymous said...: nope.. the other way around.. other ppl hear what I dont say..; 3:54 pm
Manu said...: thats waay too much Simon and Garfunkel u r listenin too dammit!
full "hello darkness, my ol' friend" types.; 4:27 pm
Anonymous said...: Can You Swim?; 12:18 pm
J said...: MwnN, wotever man, as long i got some style its fine with me!

Anon 1, told u its not me, but the idea sounds cool anyway ;)

MwnN, temme abt it :D

Manu, the sound of silence was the last thing i was think abt... but now that u tell me... me thinks i'll turn out to be a gr888 songwriter!!! :-p

Anon 2, wot if i can?; 5:22 pm
phatichar said...: Hmmm...that means you 'hear' dead people, but can't see 'em. And that's a good thing, you know, cuz who wants to see guys/gals walking around with axes in their heads or bullets in their foreheads. At least they sound normal, and that's what matters I guess.

Don't bother, my nocturnal side just brushed sides with yours...so.. cool blog anyways, will keep coming back for more such cold sandwiches. :) YOu take care.; 7:47 pm
. : A : . said...: The night brings out the beast in us sometimes.; 8:11 pm

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Thursday, June 23, 2005

Perhaps…

… it's the way the bored cashier never even bothers to flip over your credit card or maybe it's the fact that they never look you in the eye and practically throw the card back at you once it goes through that I get the feeling that the whole ‘sign your credit card slip’ is just a mere formality so that the store can get money, even if it's not yours… I don’t wanna have a credit card!

P.S.: Oh, that's one big sentence man!!!
P.P.S.: I really don't have a credit card.
P.P.P.S.: Would anyone like to give me a free impulsive shopping facilitatating credit card where I dont get to see the bill?

12 Comments:

Anonymous said...: I just hate it when it reads '1 Comments'; 6:07 pm
manuscrypts said...: @anon, this should take care of that, and i get the credit ;); 6:50 pm
j said...: I don't even want to begin to imagine what you used that last credit card for I sent you--I got the bill and I'm not even sure what some of those things are...

;-)

Other J.; 7:17 pm
Anonymous said...: hey i take my words back.. dont kill the other J. i guess i m beginning to feel a strong liking towards her/him..; 11:30 pm
arvindiyer said...: TIME FOR ANOTHER BEER?; 7:26 am
@$#!$# said...: well that s how it it....

was noticing this last week...even at outlets like shoppers stop they dont check the signature....

pretty risky..; 10:25 am
Anonymous said...: someone's offered you his credit card

someone's asking you out for a beer

someone wants to kill you even if he likes you

some girls have all the luck in the world; 12:48 pm
Rob said...: 1) Yeah, that is one humongo sentence
2) Credit cards are EVIL (almost as evil as women)
3) Those are called "gift cards" LOL; 5:20 am
Corny name said...: Wait.. I'll steal one..
.. I was getting bored anyway...; 8:10 am
j said...: aw, gee anonymous...

-other j.; 8:07 pm
El Goofydom said...: can i have your credit card....as long as you're still paying the bills; 2:50 am
J said...: Anon 1, me too!!!

The other J, the next bill's on its way :D

Anon 2, its a him... hehe

AI, and i missed u again :(

@$#!$#, well... for impersonators like me... its a no risk zone :-p

Anon 3 & Rob, Lol

El Diabl020, sure... me waiting! Gimme ur address so i can send u my CC statement ;)

Goofy, El Diabl020 is ur man!!! :); 4:59 pm

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Wednesday, June 22, 2005

6.12 PM

He dashes in, breathless, rushing to me.

But this time its different…

Confusion plays upon his flushed face.
A question mark hovers around a circumference of four inches above his eyes.
Eager eyes.
Quivering voice.
"I’m sorry I’m late."
"It’s all because of me."
"I can explain."
"I know it’s not fair to make you wait."
"But just don’t be mad at me, please. "

And I hadn’t even spoken a word!

Ant it ok for him to be late once in a while? Or is it just that can’t wait to get a glimpse of me?

6 Comments:

anantha said...: Hmmmm... Most guys don't realise that the answer for the first questions is a resounding "yes". And the answer to the second one, could be a qualified "yes"...; 7:41 pm
Rob said...: I think it all depends on how late he was, now doesn't it?; 5:30 am
J said...: aNti, the answer to every question is a YES aint it? :)

Rohit, i'm posing, are u clicking?

Rob, he never is late. Its just that I came in earlier than usual :); 10:49 am
Anonymous said...: oh come on. u never said about the accusing look in ur eyes all this time :P; 11:31 am
J said...: hehe... yeah, the next time u come late... u can blog abt it! :D; 12:13 pm
Golden Words said...: here then?; 12:26 pm

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Monday, June 20, 2005

Where his tongue once was, her taste remained.

So this was the curse of love, he thought. He tasted, hungered, and longed for more, but she never returned.

The minutes numbered to hours in the springtime shower, the monsoon rain, the winter snow.

The hours became days, and he stared out of glass, into glass, through people, through shops, down streets, up to heaven, down at hell, but he never saw a thing.
Not a shadow, no note, no glass slipper, no messages on the phone. No nothing.

The days numbered to months, the months numbed into years until one day.

It was gone.

Temme something... if you can feel our own blood trickling down your tongue, would you be called a vampire???

13 Comments:

j said...: Only if you liked it, J.

-the other J.; 7:04 pm
Anonymous said...: Nope. Just crap!; 7:10 pm
Golden Words said...: Dont v call them politicians?? oh sorry that is s**t down their throats!; 7:38 pm
Anonymous said...: oh.. tell me you haven't ever licked your own blood off your lips when your lips bleed!! it's actually quite freaky when you want to like feel the blood..
on like a ps, i'm on these parts a lot.. but i'm not the commenting kind. :) i'm a blog ghost, and i quite like this space.; 12:46 am
Anonymous said...: Vampire it is !!!!; 10:27 am
@$#!$# said...: i don't knpw how vampires manage to drink so much blood...

it doesn't taste that good :p; 4:34 pm
Sridhar Raman said...: The thing is that blood is the only thing that provides them sustenance. Their body is all muscle and blood, no bones. So like it or not, they have to suck it (literally!).

Of course, the above fact holds good for most Anne Rice vampires. :); 5:14 pm
J said...: Smyta… did I scare the lil girl?
Thanks for dropping by :)

The other J… I dunno!!!

MwnN… get back to cleaning toilets now! :D

Golden Words… Does being politically right make one a politician?

Sita… well… I did! And I kinda liked it!
And I haunt people and make them comment on my blog too!

Déjà vu… wotever man!

Anon… hehe… I know jus wot u mean! So shuddup!!! :D

@$#!$#… that’s called addiction!

Sridhar Raman… Oooooh! Someone knows a lot abt vampires!!!
*wonders what Sridhar Raman is*; 6:19 pm
anantha said...: hmmm.. vampires and blood.......
*looks for a bulb of garlic and finds only a mega bottle of ginger garlic paste and wonders if it will work!; 7:04 pm
Anonymous said...: who answered that question?? u or 'the other J' who rats on me alwys :P
btw this is 'the other anon' writing :D; 9:02 pm
j said...: The Other J is me--coming to visit here long before this crowd showed up--and no, I didn't answer the question.

I'm not female either. But you can let have your fantasies, nonetheless.; 5:52 am
Corny name said...: nah.. just hungry...; 8:11 am
phatichar said...: No, but you'd know that blood is thicker than water. First hand...err...tongue.; 7:50 pm

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Friday, June 17, 2005

I think I’m psychotic, somehow. Everything’s too crazy lately.

Yes, no, maybe.

Just yesterday I suffered from something like a withdrawal syndrome. I think I had too much sugar the day before. I got off the bed feeling this horrible discomfort for an hour. Got some chocolate (damn that product) and felt quite better.

It’s weekend already. And I need to sleep lesser than my usual dose 12 hours a day. Should I? That’s one thing I really love indulging in, other than music and depression.

14 Comments:

Manu said...: welcome to the depressed souls' guilt(d)....me be president!
wud u kindly be the zillionth female to try and explain to me WHYTHEEVER chocolates draw u so much??; 2:59 pm
Woodooz said...: "I think I’m psychotic, somehow"... I completely agree... :p

U really love indulging in depression ? Or is it just a byproduct of using too much of sugar ?

Have an amazing weekend :o); 4:46 pm
J said...: Are u like the self-proclaimed president of this freekingly awesome guilt(d)???

Let's have a poll on who's the most deserving candidate shall we? And if you gimme a choc, Ill let u win :-p; 4:48 pm
J said...: Somu......... and I thot u were this nice guy who always says nice stuff aby nice gals like me!!!

I dunno wots the outcome of wot. all i know is... i dont like things bland ;)

I can already feel the music n the alcohol n the err..nevermind. U have a gr8 weekend too! :D; 4:52 pm
gvenum said...: >> Somu......... and I thot u were this nice guy who always says nice stuff aby nice gals like me!!!

Hey J....The nice guy was me not Somu.
..no problem...sugar can do that to you.
Oh yeah...You are a nice gal:); 10:32 pm
anantha said...: Hmmm. the mood seems to be spreading throughout the blogosphere. I was just receding to that point when I got a ph call from friends telling me about plans! And I am all perky now!; 11:34 pm
J said...: Gvenum... rite now, i think u r SUPER NICE ;)

Anti... wotever u do, dont have a kitkat. i hate preity zinta... omg, wot the hell am i talking? i'm still in a daze; 1:16 pm
@$#!$# said...: for me, indulging in depression is not a good thing...coz when i m depressed i eat a lot...
those 90kgs do speak a tale!!

psychotic...hmm...gotta b more careful around here ;)

and if there s nothing to do, go sleep! its never enough....

have a rockin weekend....hic...; 2:38 pm
arvindiyer said...: *Nods @ the comment KURT in the makin..* Hello u little self proclaimed depressed soul..hehehe..there are soo many things u could do to make urself feel better...for starters there is BEER in a Dark corner...Chill maadi.WOKAY?; 3:18 pm
Golden Words said...: Depression, i love that feeling!
I listen to all sad songs to get me there(if i am not there already)..what do you do?; 12:50 am
Rob said...: You have inspired me to post about chocolate!! YUM and YAY!!!; 7:18 pm
manuscrypts said...: listening to good music, wallowing in depression and then sleeping, heaven i say!!; 2:39 pm
J said...: @$#!$#, bach ke rehna ;)

AI, the beer sitting in the dark corner is tired of waiting for u ;)

Golden Words, u've got company now... i listen to music too... not the sad ones, but the more troubled ones.

Rob, Whoohoooooooo!!!

Manuscrypts, i cudnt agree more! :); 1:48 pm
Anonymous said...: who wud like to get kick outta depression!! its being insane..or sick maybe. u guys need to get a life!!
And J, i guess u make it all up and the others follow suit. u really need to kill that other J.
Peace!; 3:53 pm

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Tuesday, June 14, 2005

I was wondering if things were going too fast.

Like when you’re on a train in the subway and those posters outside flash by.

Too fast for you to look clearly.
Too slow for you to ignore.

Leaving a clear nagging feeling that you’re probably missing out on something.
But you’re too occupied to find out.

And the next time you’re on that train again, you try to catch a glimpse again, but you still cant figure out.

That’s just the way it was.
That’s the way I like things to be.
In fact, that’s the way everything in life should be.

Making you wanna say…
"STOP"
"FREEZE"
"STAY FOREVER"

There goes another day in endless locomotion, trying to catch up on the things we’ve missed.
I’d rather work now and think about it later.

10 Comments:

Elixir said...: :|; 5:08 pm
Anonymous said...: u think thats the way everything in life shud be? not alwys i guess..
mayb ur train runs too fast. pull the chain :P; 5:50 pm
J said...: Elixir: :(

Mere pyare anon bhai: meri train mein chain nahin hai :-p; 6:03 pm
Rob said...: Life already goes by too fast. It's better to slow down and enjoy what you can, especially while you're still young (or young at heart).; 3:13 am
Corny name said...: I'll loan you the freeze button when I find it..
Till then... ..

bah.. I know what ure talking about..

happens a lot whn I'm listening to some jazz, while travelling out of bombay... sittin at the door of a train..
Or maybe ure talking about something else..
either way..
I'll tell u if I find the button.. ;); 5:09 pm
Anonymous said...: well.. i got another kinda prob.. my engione has run outta fuel. stuck in a moment u can say :P
wanna change roles for sometime?; 6:50 pm
Neel said...: This is great, well written.; 11:40 pm
Woodooz said...: Life should have a
Rewind button - To turn back time
Pause button - To relish the moment
FF button - To skip the bitterness in life
Play button - To live life the way it is.

What say ?; 11:54 am
manuscrypts said...: slow motion??; 3:37 pm
Anonymous said...: Things are the way they are..
The train moves fast because it has reach on time
The company whose poster is on the wall should be wondering why the hell is he on that wall??
And we keep thinking is the train too fast or the poster still invisible
Keep trying to concentrate on the poster.
The train will slow down on day and you will see the poster
I doubt wether it would the same poster which you were trying to watch
Could be a new one
Who cares..
The train has slowed down

GURU; 4:09 pm

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Monday, June 13, 2005

I can’t wait to see what to see what will happen in the end. Just can’t. Can’t wait for a few more years. Can’t persuade myself to go through this the way everybody does.

Think impatience will invade. Think the wait is over. Think I’ll flip. Think I’ll go to the end without reading the pages in between.

Is the process irreversible? Will the end be the same anyway? Does anyone except me care anyway?

Will I? Can I? Should I?

13 Comments:

Anonymous said...: No!

You wont even have the chance to regret!; 3:25 pm
Anonymous said...: ah.. some 1792 days stil left till u get to see the end. and i guess it will be the same. no one who knows the end will tell u even if it was ne different..; 3:39 pm
Anonymous said...: You are not talking about your book here right?; 3:49 pm
Anonymous said...: I see.. so everyone knows the 1762 days and the book funda eh.. Hmmm....; 5:13 pm
Anonymous said...: My advice: the wait is always worth the wait.; 5:44 pm
Woodooz said...: Whats this 1762 funda ? Can someone enlighten this soul ? plsssssss; 6:15 pm
Woodooz said...: Patience pays, and best things in life are yet to come... Its like reading Kane and Abel... You read the last line and the 500 pages would stop entertaining you...

You will, you can and you should... am sure it would be worth the wait; 6:16 pm
manuscrypts said...: so, what book are u reading??; 7:41 pm
Woodooz said...: J, I have sent whatever that I promised to jayashrijayaraman@yahoo.com... I don;t know what happened and so I sent the mail without any content... Hope ya like it !!!!; 11:04 pm
Woodooz said...: Sorry, the mail bounced... Let me know to which Id i can send it to !!!; 11:05 pm
J said...: MwnN: OK my dear bro... me will listen to u :-p

Anon1: it WONT be the same!

Deja vu: Book? Well, no, not the reading type.
Anon2: Wait n watch :)

Manuscrypts: me stopped reading ever since i got off studying! :D

Somu: If only u knew wot i was talking abt... u wudnt say this :(; 6:01 pm
Anonymous said...: Hey J
what is this 1792? u kinda got me interested...how can i get in touch?; 8:51 pm
J said...: well... its not 1792 anymore actually, but i can tell u the story anyway :); 10:37 am

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Wednesday, June 08, 2005

I know exactly why I don’t blogsurf.

(I don’t know why I do, but as long as I know why I don’t… I guess it's ok!)

I wonder why people find it somewhat comforting when they come to know that there are people who go through the same things you do?
Why would you find it reassuring to know that you’re not the only one feeling the way you are?
Why would you want to know if there are people who share common experiences and common frustrations?
Why would you want to read someone go on and on about how miserable their lives are and how lonely the world is and a whole lot of crap?
Why would you want to grab a chance read stories written by complete strangers, who think blogs are a way to articulate what happens in their lives? Isn’t that close to invading their privacy?

But do blogs really bring us closer to each other? Is this is what ties the world up, together?

15 Comments:

@$#!$# said...: i dont know if blogs really bring the world closer...but yes, it feels nice to know if there are more people like you.

and its a good way to make friends..meet nice people, share thoughts...etc.

oh, and u r not poking into someone's private life...its just that they are telling it themselves...nothing wrong with it!; 7:27 pm
Anonymous said...: I think blogs will be a lot better if they were called Balls.. suits both gender U know...; 9:06 pm
Elixir said...: nope. doesnt comfort knowing sum1 else is going thru da same phase as u, damnitt!!!im supps 2 ba unique creature!!!!! i cant have people being just like me...*ranting n raving and screaming n screeching*; 11:30 pm
anantha said...: J: Thats one whole lot of whys! But I don't think I'd be able to explain why for any of those questions. I think blogs DO bring us closer. You come into contact with a lot of like minded people and some of these become permanent for life, I hope. See, on a blog, you are reading how someone feels about something. What better way to get to know someone than to read their thoughts? I don't think people would go to such pains to attract ppl by falsifying their thoughts! If they are that clever/crooked, then they might as well do the same without blogging! So blog might be one answer to your last question...; 12:19 am
Anonymous said...: Hmmm..i think what u say about blogs is somewhat right..that you finid a bit comforating to know that someone is like you anad gone through what u going through...but then it tells u more about that person...he/she may be a complete stranger, but u sometimes find new approaches to a problem u have faced...it gives you an extra vision...an elaboration to your thoughts...you need to let go ur mind....u try to wrap it.it will try harder to unwrap....
Everything thing has a simple solution..SMILE...so smile and enjoy...tc; 2:28 am
Anonymous said...: Why Why Why ?; 11:20 am
Anonymous said...: aNTi, what do you think J does? She just cooks up stories like these, for the sake of posting it on blogs. All fake stuff, I tell you. You’d be fooling yourself if you read her blogs.; 11:27 am
Anonymous said...: whoa.. so many questions! everybody will try to answer them thinking they have figured it out.. but then each one of us is unique. each one has to find his own answers.. but then there are some ppl who dont know how to figure it out.. so they blogsurf.
not everyone can give words to their thots.. and even if they do, its never complete. so they blogsurf.
and then there are some ppl who pretend, who are smart enuf or as anti said.. crooked enuf.. but i dont think they have vicious intentions..its actually quite an art.. and its just this art that they wanna exercise..u can compare it to writing novels or poetry..sketching characters..; 12:30 pm
manuscrypts said...: yup, its a blogal village :); 7:40 pm
Anonymous said...: DO blogs bring the world closer??? I would have to say yes... case in point.. Tsunami blog.... however I must also admitt that there are few blog that successfully manage to do this...

But yes, they do bring (like minded) people closer.....a blog ring becomes more like a small community....and if there are some bloggers meets then they to contribute to the above mentioned point

Prateek
http://prematurearticulation.com; 2:28 am
Anonymous said...: hmmm.. more than bringing ppl closer, blogging makes one closer to oneself..u start understanding urself better.
dont know how comforting or reassuring it is for ppl, but blogging for me is most personal thing.; 1:29 pm
arvindiyer said...: *smiles @ Manuscrypts* well said my friend...very well said!!!
Absofreakinlutely crazy world out there!!!; 7:53 pm
Rob said...: Hmmm and I was just thinking, blogs let you know that there are people more f*'d up than you out there... wow my life isn't so bad :P; 3:08 am
Anonymous said...: How does it matter , you write because you like it, they write because they like it...The idiots who try too hard to write interesting blogs...i feel sorry for them they try to make their hallow lives more artifically beautiful...the readers the comments are Incidental; 2:43 pm
Jax said...: I dont know the answers yet. But if this guy is to be believed, its because we all want to get laid!!; 6:52 pm

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Monday, June 06, 2005

You’ll never know how amazing life is until you’ve been in my shoes today.

Yet tomorrow I’ll be struggling to lose what I’ve found.
Ha!
There’s always a little pleasure that creeps up on me at the most unexpected moments, even when all that not-so-nice feeling is upon me, spreading all over the place.

What I feel right now is something so weird. It shouts "jamais vu"
Leaving me… unruffled, placid, staid.

Right now, on the other side of the earth, someone’s looking up at the same sky, in the same direction, wondering why he’s not living the life I’m living.

Meanwhile, it’s evening over here and I’m wondering why I’m not living the life he’s living.

We concur – It’s a disappointing world to live in.

11 Comments:

Woodooz said...: Grass is always greener on the other side... And when we are there, we realize what we had before was much better...

"jamais vu", Whats that ?

Btw, your ambigram is done. I shall see if I can scan it today and send it across. Or at least take a pic and mail it.; 5:30 pm
Anonymous said...: so true.. lets exchange roles for a while.. till we realize grass is not that green on the other side :)

till then, instead of arriving at the conclusion lets live in illusion. lets extend that little pleasure .. for sometime more.; 5:39 pm
Anonymous said...: ha! I know francais.. Jamais Vu = Never Seen!

And yo! Its an awesome monday and everyone loves mondays... don't we???; 7:05 pm
@$#!$# said...: yes it is. though it can be a little comforting if you realise that there IS someone who wants your life.

feel nice..and have a great nite's sleep!; 9:30 pm
Anonymous said...: This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.; 11:01 pm
Elixir said...: *making face at MwnN*
sigh...im tired already...n its jus monday!!!; 11:44 pm
j said...: Actually, here on the other side of the world, I'm wondering if we could chat again sometime.

J.; 8:19 am
Anonymous said...: It's the opposite of Deja vu :-); 1:53 pm
Anonymous said...: Hey, elixir, I didn't say that.. dont make a face at me.. make it at J.. she's the one who said she abso-damn-lutely loves mondays.. and look at whats shes written..; 4:56 pm
Anonymous said...: hmmmm.. well .. this time too does 'he' really exist?; 8:15 pm
J said...: Somu, the grass is red :-p And yeah, me waiting for that ambigram.

Anon, yeah lets!!! but thats only if u have a nice red sports car ;)

MwnN, dont u wish we had 7 mondays a week? :D

@$#!$#, i know many who want to live my life. The only problem is i dont wanna swap lives with those losers :)

Elixir, hehe... yeah spare MwnN, lets make faces shall each other shall we? :-p

J, we should!!!

Deja Vu, u r goddamn right!

Anon, i think he does, at least wanna think that way :); 4:55 pm

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Saturday, June 04, 2005

I just woke up after a hasty shower.

Everything’s wet with a moody dampness – the roads, the cars, the trees, the houses… everything

It feels like the stillness that hangs around after the rain has stopped, juxtaposed against what just a few moments ago was frantic activity in a frenzied dance of the rain.

It’s been a long time since I at alone watching the world around me.

A car passes by, it’s tires make a sound like tape on the road as it passes by, leaving two wet trails.
A couple of birds get busy in a frenzied chatter, looking for a nice warm branch of a tree.
Flip-flop says the wet pair of flip-flops that go scurrying down the pavement.

No one gives a second look.
There isn’t anybody around.

It’s raining!

12 Comments:

Elixir said...: *smiles and then a lil wider, nw its a wide grin*
at peace?? i can feel the rain and the smell of water...
hows u jai babe.; 9:06 pm
Rob said...: I love the rain!!

The smell, the feel, and of course the thunder and lightining; 10:32 am
Woodooz said...: Are we not taught that getting drenched would mean catching a cold or a fever... I wish I had more freedom then to walk into a downpour and get drenched... But today, I conciously avoid rain, else I would soak my professional attire. That would mean get back home, change and be late to work. :o(

The least I get to do is enjoy the drizzle standing in my balcony :o); 8:58 pm
Woodooz said...: Are we not taught that getting drenched would mean catching a cold or a fever... I wish I had more freedom then to walk into a downpour and get drenched... But today, I conciously avoid rain, else I would soak my professional attire. That would mean get back home, change and be late to work. :o(

The least I get to do is enjoy the drizzle standing in my balcony :o); 8:58 pm
Ad astra per aspera said...: I felt the same after reading your posts J :-). Loved the way you write
Thanx for visiting.
Waiting for the rain. It's unbearably humid out here.; 9:13 pm
@$#!$# said...: it finally rained in delhi yesterday..and it felt nice.

and the weather all cloudy today...sad thing to be in office while its so nice outside. :((; 9:57 am
manuscrypts said...: love rain when i'm inside :); 12:09 pm
Anonymous said...: yea the hot n moody dampness. nothings more inspiring for some. nothings more depressing for others..
that stillness.. nothings more refreshing for some..nothings more stifling for others..; 12:28 pm
J said...: Elixir baebey! Me doing great!

Rob, I’m fine with rain as long as I don’t get drenched.

Somu, I was never taught that… but maybe its because I’ve always been the ‘good kid’ :-p

Ad astra per aspera, *blushes*… thanx a ton. :)))

@$#!$#, is it raining men in Delhi? ;)

Manuscrypts, *same pinch* :D

Anon, hmmmmmmmmmm :); 5:27 pm
@$#!$# said...: weeeellll.....it depends....

it cud as well be *really wicked grin* raining women!!!!; 9:29 pm
MAVIS HOME -HOME RETAIL said...: WHy the hell did we learn Rain Rain go away.. when in nursery

BAHHHH !!! I love rain .. esp when it pours in chennai !!!; 8:27 am
J said...: @$#!$#, i'm sure it does!!! ;)

Rajeshwari, thanks for dropping by :); 4:58 pm

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Wednesday, June 01, 2005

It feels so right that somehow I know it’s wrong.

After everything is over, I guess I’m not sure whether I should to be disappointed or happy for myself.
But I know it just wasn’t right. It’s not easy to be where I am, to take things the way I have. Everyone underestimates the power of what you don’t see. Backstage is where everything happens, and, backstage is where it all begins. Just because no one sees it happening doesn’t mean it didn’t happen. But the point is… I want someone to know. Someone to know that I cant be taken for a ride, just like that. Someone to know that I haven’t been taken on a ride after all. Someone to know that I just don’t care anymore.
And finally, someone has to take the place after it all falls down. Someone has to, and someone will, so what’s the problem here?
You won’t ever know.

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@$#!$# said...: ya...most of the time its silent before a storm. trust no one, trust yourself; 7:44 pm
Vignesh said...: Well, I'm sure 'someone' would, if only you gave them half a chance... otherwise, yeah, you won't ever know.; 7:58 pm
Woodooz said...: Why don;t you just walk across and tell that someone. Sometimes the best way to make things known is to confront and open up :o) Backstage is where everything happens... But we see, feel, enjoy and complain only about the things that we are exposed to on stage... Backstagers end up becoming unsung heroes !; 10:49 am
Anonymous said...: Another one of your cryptic posts :-); 11:22 am
Akruti said...: u said it right "no one can take u for a ride" its your life and be the best one to decide how to deal with everything.; 12:31 pm
J said...: Oh @$#!$# u don’t really have to temme that. I NEVER trust ppl.

Vig… well… forget it. Maybe sometime later.

Somu , wot if that someone is like… gone… gone with the wind?

Anon, thank u, I like that comment.

Skarr, those were some really nice thots in there. I cudnt agree with u more! :)

Akruti, thanks for dropping by! :))); 5:17 pm
Anonymous said...: again ur quest for that ever elusive 'someone'..; 9:47 pm
arvindiyer said...: Happens all the time...Just sit in a dark corner and drink some beer!!! You will be ok..take it easy; 12:22 pm
manuscrypts said...: indeed, for someone else, there is no problem, because each seat gives a different view ...; 4:39 pm

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I just woke up after a hasty shower.

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It feels so right that somehow I know it’s wrong.

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My archives bite the dust.

Warped Mind

Thursday, June 30, 2005

Eeeeeeeeeeeeks!!!

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Tuesday, June 28, 2005

I'm bottled-up!!!

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Monday, June 27, 2005

It’s been too long since I went underwater.

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Thursday, June 23, 2005

Perhaps…

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Tuesday, June 14, 2005

I was wondering if things were going too fast.

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Monday, June 13, 2005

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Wednesday, June 08, 2005

I know exactly why I don’t blogsurf.

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Monday, June 06, 2005

You’ll never know how amazing life is until you’ve been in my shoes today.

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Saturday, June 04, 2005

I just woke up after a hasty shower.

12 Comments:

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

It feels so right that somehow I know it’s wrong.

9 Comments:

err... You wouldn't wanna read this crap would you?

My archives bite the dust.

err...

You wouldn't wanna read this crap would you?