A fusion of thoughts and a cup of Arabic coffee!!

Haha. What a title? But yeah, that's what I've indulged or rather intoxicate myself before pursuing for a write up. It feels like a rage, like a war of words I'm frilling to get myself into, well in simple words, a rush. I never got the whole idea of blogging until late, and I'm not saying I haven't wrote one in recent times, but its always an interrogating thought, a rebel of many kind to many being.. nevertheless I guess it all boils down to what to be done at that moment kinda thing! Blogging to me as per usual is more like "at the moment kinda thing". I mean if it comes it comes, and I just cant be putting it in my timetable kinda thing. It must have been the Arabic coffee giving me this kinda fuse. In fact, I was finding an avenue to thank all of em for a blast of a birthday I had and well, I guess I got the avenue now, and yeah Thank You. A lil less flaming next time, would be nice! Haha.

Hari om.

6am rhyme...

Jus rhymed, at 6am! But now, zzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

Am i lucky or am i jus cursed,
Am i so fragile or am i scared to death,
Am i such a jerk or am i just too complex,
To keep this game of life perpelexed!

Am i happy or am i forcing myself to be,
Am i sad or am i covering my faith,
Am i so dumb to fall or am i just that sad,
To keep you smiling i tear within!

Am i such a fool to be drooled,
Am i such a thing to be used,
Am i so easy to be pleased,
To keep yourself up,i keep plunging down!

Am i a slot or a happy lot,
Am i a fun thing to be bought,
Am i an over-rated being,
To keep you up in space, I drown to base!

To see you smile, I go to the extra mile,
To hear your voice, I low my voice,
To see you tear, I feel it my dear,
To see love, I ..... (No idea why, but I stopped!)

Sometimes love is just so over-rated, that if you wanna pursue it moderately, you just cant.A sudden gush of hormones climb the extremes, but then declines to a stagnant stream.Thats what love is! God, wake my senses up! I need to wake up...

Happy Birthday Shar!

A reverse gear is what I need!

Something to think about...Couldn't keep my itchy hands off, so i rhymed..

You work your ass but you don’t succeed,

You crave for the best but not what you need,

You feel sickly tired but you just can’t sleep,

A reverse gear is what I need.

Your tear flows down your face,

When you lose someone you can’t replace,

You loved someone but it’s all a waste,

All I need is to cut and paste.

Up down high and below,

Perfect love is all we bestow,

Seeking space like a flying sparrow,

All we need is the cupid’s arrow.

'22'ers Aging Syndrome

Hmm..its been a while since i blogged..cant help it as my life is kinda clogged this time around..And being 22, makes it worst! All of a sudden, i get this sudden gush of hormones trying to awake my ever-dozing-senses to life, and giving me the nudge that things are not gonna be as ABC as it was from here onwards..To be frank, 22 makes me feel ive grown so much older.21 was my time of life, as everything illegal was legalized legally! haha..well if u can catch wat im trying to say!Ive not been doing much lately,sleeping novelling and im not sure if socializing within my family do count as one of my favourite events.Yeah ive been close to mum lately and all of a sudden i feel a renewed r/ship between us, the kinda renewal uprisings that normally occurs when there is a mass, astronomical emotional attachments between two human being(mum, as she says, she has her half in me, better be!) I guess its not an easy task for a guy to convey his love message to his unputdownable mum!Girls might find they're gossips conveyable, and mums nagging bout getting these lolitas married at premature ages might in a way re-establish r/ships better than us(guys).To be frank, ive witnessed these one-of-a-kind-arguments, and they just cant stop.In some ways, they find it as a matter of joy, pleasurable discussion.Haha, wait till mummy knows that u have a hubby at the age of 40!I bet it will not end without a 4days lecture by both your antics..Ive been meeting loads of strangers lately, virtually and for real, and the nature of conversation just starts flowing like we've met for ages.But well, all these casual chat-ups end up with beings, at least 5years beyond my age, mind u not plus minus!And well, for all 22’s, lets just hope we keep this drift going till there is an age which can purely define us, for now not being so comfortable with that digit, but well lets see what time has in store for all of us.Hari om!Here a little piece of truth someone out there have noticed and in bold,ITS SO TRUE! I dont care bout you naturalist, preaching on being the plastic surgery haters and sorts, truth is, when something just cant be biologically fortified ( forget bout the money sucking slimming sanctuaries), you just gotta make the best out of the situation. Grab the mascara, eyelashes,color pastels(haha, is that wat its called), plug n play hairlines and be a FINE WOMEN for once..

Without A Cause

Don’t ask me bout the title as it just came off my mind; maybe a doodle massly bitching up my head. I’ve been traveling loads these days, North South highway feels more like a mobile home of mine, thanks to my runaway car, salvaging with pride for its honorable owner. I’ve trashed it years ago actually, some say it’s a coffin-with-four-tires and what better way to describe the driver than "dead man walking", I’ve also got "the untouchable" not due to my mafia fantasies, but well a living lucky son of a gun like me. The accident hangovers do merry-go-round up my head sometimes. It’s a massive colossal of commotions up in my thinking box at times, especially when I’m alone; it just starts and by the time it ends, I’m cocksure I’ve been dozing off for hours. Sometimes we all feel we aren’t meant to be doing some stuff we are indulging with; or at least feeling quizzical bout the very existence of us, geographically or even biologically! Biologically, hmm i used to feel God mismatched me with some souls I’m not meant to be placed with, but as time passes by, love care or even emotional attachments keeps me wondering if the time comes for us to be apart. I’m counting my days actually to see at least one of my antics, leaving soon! Its inevitable and I’ve barely strengthen myself to accept that faith in living, some faith do die and this one DIES with no hope of rebuilding it! Thing is ill treasure every moment I indulged with them, even acquaintances, friends, by-frienders as these are the people who helped me shape the very basic understanding of mine bout Life! Every experience that’s been heartfully showered upon me will be an experience-baggage that ill carry along the whole time till i end this trilogy of mine. So to all of you who feels down today, just take a breath, a deep one, and just say that you are in fact better off than loads of gods being out there. Cheers mate! God you too!

Email cum Marriage...(Based on a true story)

I know this might come as a surprise but; in this not-so-ideal world, i cant believe myself that i drenched my eyes on this true matrimonial confession!Well im glad that the Bollywood acts and the Hindi Movies did do some good occasionally,well i can only do this virtually..Happy Married Life to both of you!

Preeti & Vijayendra (18th December 2004)

This is story out of any Indian movies. I (veekay18) posted my interest to Preeti (PS2222) my would be wife some time in May last week 2004. She accepted my profile on June 3, 2004 and we exchanged couple of mails. She seemed impressed and I too was by the way she expressed herself. We found out that from this big ocean of matrimonial site, we happened to meet on this wonderful site and discovered to be living in the same locality (ha ha ha) of Bangalore city. Finally she agreed to meet me on a given day of the week. But on the said day, she backed off, saying she had some guest at home, so she cannot make it. I felt sad, but accepted it. Later after a couple of days, I got her mail, where she mentioned that she has major problem in her life and cannot go ahead with my proposal, so I go ahead with other proposals. I felt bad, as I had realised that she was a good girl and it had to end this way, without me even meeting her and getting to know her in person.

After couple of months sometime in October, 2004 While I was almost on the verge of saying yes to another profile on your site, I happened to be cleaning some junk mails from my mailbox, I happened to see a mail dated September 18, 2004 from Preeti. I was surprised, I just read the content and she had written that she was sorry about all that happened. Seeing my profile still active on shaadi.com, she felt the hope of me being still available. I had earlier deleted her mails to me, phone number of her's on my mobile. But somewhere I had happened to note her landline number. I searched and found it and called her. She told me that she had a proposal on her hand then, but was cheated. Hence, she had not wanted to make me wait. Meantime, the proposal to whom I was on verge of saying yes, happened to be acting weird. Preeti's coming back was something special, as right from the beginning I had this gut feeling that she would be the right partner for me. Later we both fixed a day to meet and I decided to visit her.

On October 15, 2004, as I got out of my house on my bike, it started raining cats and dogs. I took shelter in a shop and called her up, told her that it is raining hard and I think I would not be able to make it to her house. But luckily it stopped raining for a while. So made a dash towards her house. Half way through it started to pour again. I just did not bother and went to her house, completely drenched, as I had made up my mind that I should see her. I went to her place an apartment and from the entrance gave her a call and told her that I am dripping and would rather meet her at the entrance and visit her again the next day. But she forced me to visit her apartment and not bother about me being drenched. She looked different from what she was on the profile. But I was impressed and touched by the warmth she and her mother showered on me. I was offered with her brother's clothes, given towel to dry, served hot tea, fried pakoras, etc. I was drawn to her. Later we decided to meet after my return from my visit to my sister's place. Preeti, her mother and brother visited me and my family. We all felt the same, the feeling of matching for each other. Finally we both started to date and found that we were made for each other and finally we decided to get engaged.

We got engaged on December 5, 2004. It was a great day of our lives and we both vowed to be tied into this beautiful relationship of husband and wife. We both feel blessed and lucky. We would be marrying on January 23, 2005. Ushering into a new year and new life together forever. Preeti and myself are greatly indebted and thankful to your wonderful site which has brought many souls together and made marriage happen for them, also do wonders for us. Preeti is reminding me to wish your entire team members from top to bottom of your hierarchy a big thank you from both of us again. We both want to tell you all, that you are doing a great job and wish you all a great success in your endeavours and a long life for this site, so that it bring about many more souls together.

Tonnes of thanks and regards to You all.
Preeti Saxena and Vijayendra Kargudri.
P.S. Preeti's brother Sanjeev Saxena and Prerana too met on Shaadi.com and are getting married on January 21, 2005. You made brought 4 souls together in a family. Thanks again.

Preeti & Vijayendra

Shaadi.com team Congratulates Preeti & Vijayendra We wish you both a happy future.

Only God Knows Why

Yeah..i feel bored!I feel so bored, i read mamas joke over and over again! I liked some of it..Your mamas so fat that it takes two days to go around here..Your mamas so fat that when two man have sex with her; theres no chance they would ever meet!..Your mamas so fat that earth took her as moon to revolve around!..Ahaha..I feel dumb today! Actually i really do..loads of them concurred it; my lectures, i felt dumb the whole day!Guess ive been watching loads of this MAFIA movies..sopranos..pulp fiction..scarface..lock stock..snatch..they're all dumb anyway..except for they're super-fucking-licious english commence they have when they open they're cigar addicted mouth of theirs..see what have they done to me, im fucked up! as they put it..An avid fan of kid rock..He played one of the best songs ive ever heard..besides Like a Rolling Stone from Dylan..I just dig on this song Only God Knows Why..I demand an answer GOD! For all that you've put me through all these days, i demand an answer..i wanna know the repercussions of going through this tramautised agonizing seconds-jollying life that you've created for me..i wanna know why im destined this way! i demand an answer god! I definitely do..I feel dumb to be thrown in this world without any sense..you know how much violence out there i see everyday; u know how much agonizing pain i go through with people all day! I demand an answer for all this shit that you showered on me..Oh hell yeah I wanna know..I wish theres more to life than this! I seriously do!But well; nothing that a glass of Scotch cant solve..And guess ill stick by it!Sephe's hug helped..Thanks gal..Shar..thanks for being there for me..Victor..two of u guys; i appreciate it a lot!All i need now..is to finish this novel of mine..Band of Brothers..Hitler here we come!Although that was like ages ago, Man who gives a phuc..everyone reads history..Its mime..go with it!

Bounty[beautiful]Fool Life

Its morning, chirping of birds percusions through the silent solemn ambience, everlasting winds showing they're piece of mind on the trafficking roadways; well as U2 said it; its Sunday Bloody Sunday..Something bout this gloomy darkening weather makes me wonder..Is life beautiful as its alwiz preeched?Do we humans, do really integrate with the beauty of nature and infactuatize with the "oneness" that every soul-seeking-saint craves?Something about that word feels myself to unite with the ever propagating; evolving surounding of mine..It may sound dramatically surreal; non-chavaunist but its something wholefully understood by us; LITERALLY!Just watched Sideways, a melodramatic flick of bachelorhood-to-end between two guys whose on they're separate routes in conjugating life's prophecies..One is a laid back writer with two straight publication failures(Paul Giamatti; the DR for DeNiro in Analyze This/That) and one cowboy wannabe who free-willingly shoots biologically into any cowgirls that he can make his pick lines conveyable..Its a twisty tale for both characters but it succumbs you deep in thoughts especially with the wineology expert; Paul Giamatti.Have you had these days where everything comes breaking down; life just stalls and everyday redefines failure like no any other days did? And there's this buddy of yours; having great fun but having a bad karma awaiting him at his doorsteps; and somehow; in someways you kinda realize it; HE plays me..Wonder why life is so ambiguous yet certain at times*Faith..