down dear lane

down lanes of dreams and lore
i 've waited long and lone
you came by - walked a while
you let me live my trance
Go on .. go on now..
i 've lived my life's worth
I will remember a voice sweet and sleepy
I will remember every little word
go on.. go on now...
i will see u down dear lane

time flew by

& then time flew by..
verses and words later..
worn down by solitude..
long lived the nights of darkness..
long lived the eternity i was alone

and i saw u again.. i smiled & then time flew by..

wake up & run away

wake up and run away..
dont dream too long...
for the silence will take over..
and nothing will remain..
oh..wake up and run away..
u will have all ur dream

is america free?

freedom:
right to privacy
right to the government - information of whats being done and why


is america a democratic nation of free people?

the first one was better... got it? 

The 'faces' of a circle 

animal personality test

Your Animal Personality

Your Power Animal: Deer Animal You Were in a Past Life: Panda You are a fun-seeker - an adventurous, risk-taker. While you are spontaneous, you are not very rational.

The Animal Personality Test

plain... cannot sleep

well - cannot sleep.

Its not that i am not sleepy. am barely keeping my eyes open.
But am keeping my eyes open voluntarily. Which is a contradiction to my earlier statement. Hence the statement remains corrected.
Hence proved.

hehe.. reminds me of my theorem proving courses -
To disprove a theory

1. Make a statement (a)
2. steps -(This is where the garbage goes... this is what 80% of ur grade depends on)
3. MAke a contradicting statement to (a)
4. state 'Hence Proved'

pretty easy ain't it?

I... the world...  

five wierd things about me

1. I dont dream - atleast havent remembered a dream for years
2. I love soft toys
3. I like to punch walls
4. I can see with my eyes almost closed
5. I barely change channels when i watch tv. I can watch whatever anyone else is

sabotage :)

and then they became famous.... 

5 things in my room

that make me feel bad......

1. twelve fading red roses in a bouquet
2. The bag of trash
3. ankle brace socks
4. my imperfect wrangled hair
5. a pair of spy vision glasses


that make me feel good....

1. a picture of me and y
2. twelve fading red roses in a bouquet
3. the artificial vine of maple leaves that adorn my desk and light stand
4. my cricket kit
5. a picture of my mother

first words

**frist word that coems to mind**
jingle:	bells
lip:	gloss
blow:	fish
palm:	top
hawaii:	shirt
fun:	love
loud:	music
music:	sweet
football:	fantasy
nail:	polish
sprite:	coke
neck:	smooch
linen:	&things
make:	up
c:	u
oink:	oink
green:	bay
fish:	food
best:	friend
diamonds:	are forever
pop:	pop
glitter:	makeup
marker:	pen
rain:	days
gold:	fish
bubble:	boo
sun:	day
snake:	ladders
wave:	river
angles:	none
do:	not
touch:	me
star:	power
tan:	cream
lie:	not
super:	bowl
fresh:	free
honey:	bar
bead:	mardigras
sharp:	knife
lick:	it
roll:	rock
machine:	mean
face:	me
mile:	km
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fire ... fire...

too many images and too little to talk about.
Life turns corners and most of us never get to comprehend the intricacies that create this labyrinth that is life. Hmm.. words i would not have said, if i were talking with friends or i would not have even imagined if i were alone to myself.

When i started this blog i wanted it to be an expression of my true self. Well, it has been all but that. And then i moved to the images .. thought they would show me something i wanted to learn about myself. Not in a single read, but sometime like now, when i go back and see all my posts and try to make sense. hmm.. no results yet.

Maybe, i want popularity. Someone to just say, wow .. .great collection. vanity personified. isnt it?

long have i spent with angry waves and ample solitude, trying to figure out me.
trying to find a definition for happiness. Those days are gone now. I donot stop to smell the flowers, i donot turn to see the old man at the corner begging for alms. Maybe, i grew up. Maybe, i am one of them now. Maybe, i have become whom i despise.

well.. innocence lost. devoid if care and love, i roam the roads of ere ... the roads that lead back to themselves, the road from which i have no respite.. until i dare to walk off them.. and go towards a new star.

bizzare. something came in. i wasnt writing it.

unfortunately...or not... we are what we drive! 

the color of music... 

the pod gen?? 

gotta stand out??? 

an apple a day....... 

and then we reached for the heavens.....