Saturday, October 27, 2012

Have you?

Truth to tell, I prefer letters to emails but hey, the joy in reading an email is no less. I like sending and receiving emails alike. This post will be very personal and important to me, its more like sharing/circulating a part of my journal. There is a reason too that if known and understood is better. 

This email exchange is between two very good friends. More importantly, its like their way of getting connected. Two people living in different places, seeing the time in clock differently but the way life has been for them and the perception they have of things strikes at the thinnest line of similarity. Both are standing at a point of life where they are confused, amazed and seeking answers. At this point of their lives nothing really matters as everything seems senseless.

Emails are personal and I am well acquainted with the fact. This email send for "me" anyhow, has put an urge to share. So, I bet in this case "you" are!


Buttercup,

Have you ever walked the road and felt you are the lowest( in terms of almost everything), ugliest and less blessed among the crowd?
When you see your own reflection, have you ever feel tired of the image and never want to see it again? Have you ever feel discouraged just by looking at yourself, top to bottom? Or when you are watching people? Or randomly? 
All these sort of feeling, have you ever want to change due to it. But then realize how difficult that will be too, because it takes lots and lots of patience, month, year, another year. Because you are prone to laziness. Doing nothing is the easiest thing, you are better at it then nothing else.
Have you?

-Bubbles



Dearest Bubbles,

With all sincerity and total confirmation, I agree to all the questions you've put forward. Yes, I feel it every other day. 

When you go out to breathe some fresh air, there comes all the oddities, you don't wish for. For instance those people walking around you. Looking those who are prettier, slimmer and so much better than you in every other ways, you think, 'Oh no, she is pretty!' 'Look at her figure!' 'Hey, I tried that top but it didn't fit me, now there she is all too beautiful with it!' 
Then comes all those promises to myself.
'From tomorrow, I will be more concerned with my health and body.'

But no, things just don't happen like that. You need some change so does change needs time. Time means hell lot of patience and I am like the least patience bearer. So, yes that is how it feels like.

"you need change,change needs time and you lose patience. The final result, you will be the same."

Buttercup

P.S. : I hope I didn't confuse you. People say I confuse them a lot. Sometimes, I feel like even with all the questions you ask, I am the one who tends to be asking more. You, however answer my answers which are your questions seeking answer to your questions. 


Friday, October 26, 2012

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Warm touch


Hands are numb and cold
doubted if I am getting old
no, said my subconscious bold
I was told, it wasn't sold

Oh, here comes the road curvy
spread out all, it is topsy-turvy
seeing people safe in cars, I got envy
with traffic so heavy


I have to get across
nothing much was in option to toss
it was unpleasant, it was gross
it came uninvited like a pleasant gloss

It came,so it came upon
triggered inside me, a warmth, got me on
the gentle pull have me drawn
that tight grip had me withdrawn

The touch full of warmth and care
two fingers jingled unaware
a minute long it was and it was unfair
it lasted a day I swear!

Friday, October 12, 2012

Lame blame


Oh yeah, thats the blame
I see it lame
I know its a game
and you do it only for name

You say things, that aren't good
irritates me to my nerves and you're rude
you suck and fling my mood
you are no good, you're screwed

Tell me again, if I am wrong
'cause this time I know I am strong
You jerk! you knew it all along
nowhere you belonged, you'll ever belong




Saturday, October 6, 2012

Fallen low or deep down


Sing to me, a love song
That make me love you all along
Write to me, a lovely poem
So as I can live in your dream

I wonder how I can know 
if I have fallen low
or deep down, down, down
to make sure my heart I own, own, own

Dance with me, to my heart beat
With the rhythm and melody, so much in heat
Listen to what I have to say
I promise I won't stray

I wonder how I can know 
if I have fallen low
or deep down, down, down
to make sure my heart I own, own, own

Maybe love is just an attraction
I may have taken as an emotion
or rather just a feeling small and temporary
not so necessary, necessary, necessary









Friday, October 5, 2012

The grass is greener on which side?


How much? What kind? Which one?

There are many questions to limited answers. So I'll just skip questionings. 
I have learned something today. Normally, I learn everyday alike. It has occurred to me that I learn it better when I am sad (as if I don't feel it every day). I don't know if my mind becomes awakened or its just my hormones that overflows with sadness. Either way, my emotion is my biggest inspiration to write posts and my arch enemy too; triggering a melodramatic queen in me.

There are set of shoes on display, wide variety of shoes but the ones that I like don't fit. The ones that is pretty turns out smaller in size. The ones that is attractive from far looks horrible seeing them closer. The torn, used ones and the ugliest in one way or the other is the perfect Cinderella fit. 

Shoes are just shoes after all. You will have at least few left to cherish you. Unlike shoes, people aren't in abundant. 

Yes, I agree to the fact that the world is overpopulated but anyhow I feel that they are not enough in my life. There are certain people that make me happy, feel special and help motivating me time by time. Again, there is another group that makes me sad, stir and mess with my feelings. However good or bad people are to me, if there are distinctions between good or bad, they are incomplete in their own way. They are no shoes. They can't be replaced like shoes. The realization somehow draws a line between reality and fiction and leaves a huge hole in my heart. 

May be I am too important. May be you are important to you.
May be I am getting unwanted things bother me. May be you see me as a crazy being. 
May be I am yet to find my identity. May be you see me for who I am and respect me. 
May be I am never to find happiness. May be you are lucky to feel happiness in small things.
May be I am nuts. May be you are too.

"Truth about the truth is that it hurts. So we prefer to lie instead."