TEN FAVOURITES
Colours:Mauve,Turqoise,grey/gray
Food: Hmm...I'll have to write another post for this one...
Songs: Unwell(Matchbox twenty), Ariel,Innervision,LP, Nothing(that IS a song btw)....and... and... and...
Movie: All animated flicks(too many to pick), Gladiator(amazing piece of work)
Sport:Well, hmmm, hmmm, hmmm, I mean, Hmmm, aaahh well...(Aaargh)
Season: One that corresponds to the state of my psyche..
Day Of the week: Weekday
Ice Cream Flavor: Chocolate(Bitter bitter mmmm... Hold on I gotta get myself one)
Aaaah thats better!
Time of Day: Twilight, 1-3AM..amazing period...its a time when I rule...alone!
EIGHT CURRENTS
Mood: Transitive
Taste: Blood(bit my tongue during dinner...was eating too fast)
getup: After food my clothes wouldn't fit...so you realllly don wanna know.
music: Just silence....the tunes of the void beyond...
book: Rite now, umm lemme see a couple of christies and yeah the p book that nim picked up...Sophie's world...
pic on desktop: It says "DONT SHUT DOWN THE COMPUTER - ENCODING IN PROGRESS"
longing for: More freaks!!:D
weather: Blissful
SIX FIRSTS
memory: Leaves, trees
fav food: Lady's finger/Okra/Bhindi/...(Still is)
Pet:A squirrel...I forgot his name actually...or was it a her..?
drink: Air
Cigarette: Hmmm...thats a tough one...
Movie: Some freaky Sci-fi movie that I saw all alone into the nite...its about this kid who gets taken away by this freaky spaceship...damn it gave me nitemares for a decade...
SIX LASTS
Cigarette: (cough cough) what? aaahhh
Drink: Warm breeze
Car ride: Last week 2 AM ring road...
Movie Seen: Click
Phone Call: incoming?(None for like ever...hee hee) outgoin - Squirt
Last Book Read: The inscrutable americans...(hilarious)
HAVE YOU EVER
Broken the Law: The law? hee haa haa haa I write the law....
Been Arrested: Yeah! Definitely! I mean what what the question again?
Been on TV: Nope...Star movies begged me to host the opening night for Ring2 but I decided to let them live until the movie came out...
Lied: Lie? Me? Could I lie?(I dont even know what that bad word means!)
Kissed Someone You Didn't Know: Not that cruel, I don't want to assasinate strangers for nothin!
FIVE THINGS
You're Wearing: Not a good idea...hee hee
You've Done Today:
Well...
1.Spoke to nim and x just like old times...after looong time
2.Felt the happeist moments of 2007 so far...things seem to be falling into place.
3.Finished another borring ccna exam.
4.Went out for dinner...*burp*...I can barely sit straight
5.Allowed both nim and rad to take snaps of me...(nooooo! I'm ruined!!!!)
You Can Hear Right Now:My processor fan, my mum breathing 10 feet away...(:D), my harddisk, Wierd giggling sounds in my head...(I think its an after effect of spending too much time with the p gang)
You Can't Live Without: My mind, my faith, the ones that I love(man thats a loong list!), my books, my computer....hee hee
You Do When You're Bored:
-Think.(But I'm hardly ever bored coz then I start thinkin bout why I'm bored)
-Go over the whole day like a movie in my head.
-Conjure up ideas for writing new things.
-Read...
-Find people and tranfer my boredom...at the end of it all they just wanna kill themselves and I walk away elated...hee hee
FOUR PLACES YOU'VE BEEN TODAY
College,Nandini palace(man that was good food),Corner house(The chocolate ice cream)
THREE PEOPLE YOU CAN TELL ANYTHING TO
Squirt, Dev, and the P ppl(more like one person hee hee)
TWO CHOICES
1. Faith
2. Trust
ONE THING YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE
Find out how the economy of china functions...ha ha
(Actally I wanna be able to see the next 24 hours in my life after my death so I want to figure out a way to do that b4 i die)
Hey Brat!, thanks for making me do this...With all that mention of cigs I just might start ...
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Friday, February 16, 2007
Freedomé
The sounds grew softer then,
I smiled wider, absorbed by time…
Soon as the dust settled down,
I stood alone – transfixed in glee,
Sight faded into the void beyond,
And the earth rose up to meet me,
There on the sweet smelling earth
My mind wandered to times bygone.
To days gone far by, another era,
Aye, swirling in thoughts was I,
Engulfed by the mind, the world,
Devoid of meaning abetted by fate,
In the midst of a gale, I stood lost,
Blind, but for the moment at hand
Unsure of the sounds that perched,
Jeering, waiting for failure to rise…
Then, before cognition could sink in,
Gales weakened to winds, fell away.
Replaced by a breeze, unnatural calm,
Leaving me lost, curiously – uneasy…
The breeze was moist, refreshingly soft,
With uncanny knack, it instilled inside,
Such warmth that it set my senses aglow,
Stirring up emotions, lay hidden inside…
Little leaves in the breeze gave me insight,
Showed me myself, from a different side,
Made me believe I could do what I’d not,
Thus, little leaves, evolve did my psyche
Then one fine day, I heard whispers in the air,
A voice that told me of lands beyond my reach,
It taught me to dream and then slowly believe,
Of a land so beautiful, it could shame paradise…
I was lost in the breeze, the leaves and the voice…
For the dream of freedom, did dissolve my mind,
And I pranced about feeling, that all was right…
I ignored like a fool, signs showing me true sight
I knew within, deep inside - I was still yet myself,
Naught can zephyrs, leaves or soft voices evade
What I was, for you see – they knew not what I
And soon came the day, they could take no more…
The breeze still so moist, veered out of my path…
Little leaves perturbed, drifted higher – up above
The voice faltered, weakened - almost faded away
For a second, I stood aghast – time stood static.
The sands of time, turned it course around,
And I found myself staring as it faded away
The breeze began to fade and voice subside,
I was left with but traces of last few leaves,
My mind swam back to the cold sweet earth
As I lay there I realized, it was not a dream,
For in me still did persist whims of my past,
Traces drawn out of the my friends foregone
As I lay there listening to the return of the gale,
Rage of the wind, familiar sneers echo about,
I realized for the first time, what I had found,
From my past I was finally – completely free…
16th Feb 2006
Manas R Moothedath
I smiled wider, absorbed by time…
Soon as the dust settled down,
I stood alone – transfixed in glee,
Sight faded into the void beyond,
And the earth rose up to meet me,
There on the sweet smelling earth
My mind wandered to times bygone.
To days gone far by, another era,
Aye, swirling in thoughts was I,
Engulfed by the mind, the world,
Devoid of meaning abetted by fate,
In the midst of a gale, I stood lost,
Blind, but for the moment at hand
Unsure of the sounds that perched,
Jeering, waiting for failure to rise…
Then, before cognition could sink in,
Gales weakened to winds, fell away.
Replaced by a breeze, unnatural calm,
Leaving me lost, curiously – uneasy…
The breeze was moist, refreshingly soft,
With uncanny knack, it instilled inside,
Such warmth that it set my senses aglow,
Stirring up emotions, lay hidden inside…
Little leaves in the breeze gave me insight,
Showed me myself, from a different side,
Made me believe I could do what I’d not,
Thus, little leaves, evolve did my psyche
Then one fine day, I heard whispers in the air,
A voice that told me of lands beyond my reach,
It taught me to dream and then slowly believe,
Of a land so beautiful, it could shame paradise…
I was lost in the breeze, the leaves and the voice…
For the dream of freedom, did dissolve my mind,
And I pranced about feeling, that all was right…
I ignored like a fool, signs showing me true sight
I knew within, deep inside - I was still yet myself,
Naught can zephyrs, leaves or soft voices evade
What I was, for you see – they knew not what I
And soon came the day, they could take no more…
The breeze still so moist, veered out of my path…
Little leaves perturbed, drifted higher – up above
The voice faltered, weakened - almost faded away
For a second, I stood aghast – time stood static.
The sands of time, turned it course around,
And I found myself staring as it faded away
The breeze began to fade and voice subside,
I was left with but traces of last few leaves,
My mind swam back to the cold sweet earth
As I lay there I realized, it was not a dream,
For in me still did persist whims of my past,
Traces drawn out of the my friends foregone
As I lay there listening to the return of the gale,
Rage of the wind, familiar sneers echo about,
I realized for the first time, what I had found,
From my past I was finally – completely free…
16th Feb 2006
Manas R Moothedath
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