Partial reality

It is said to go to your happy place when you are sad. My happy place is a hut by a waterfall, surrounded by brown branches in a green jungle. Brown and green are my favourite colours and water is my favourite compound. I want that thak thak footsteps noise on the wooden floor while I walk around my hut barefoot, and the hut has to have a large window facing the waterfall. and I want to be the only human there, so I can roam around naked, shower in the waterfall, any time of the day, without a worry in the world. My happy place will also have a teleporter, that'd teleport coke and chocolates. I shall also have a pet tiger who'll be a strict vegetarian, and sometimes when I get lonely, he will talk to me. My perfect little happy place. I am going to make this at least a partial reality some day. 

view from the window of my hut

I want to

I want to cry. I want to break glasses. I want to break all the egg shells I'm now out of. I want to scream. I want to speak. I want to plunge myself into water. I want to hug. I want to hug. I want to hug. Without questions, without an aftereffect, I want a hug. 

I dream of..

So many souls with different faces
In one world, but from many places

We are all the same; can’t you see
Regardless of heritage; you and me

Look for the person inside, not out
THAT is what this life is all about

A choice between good or bad to make
Each person decides which road to take

Those decisions create our society today
On a self destructing path; sorry to say

Too much evil lurks in this life
Creating heartache and widespread strife

Prejudice and greed out of control
The results of such, take their toll

The wars and crime a direct result
Our land destroyed only to be rebuilt

We all need to change for the world to endure
Love one another, that is the cure

Reach out a helping hand to others
Strangers, friends, acquaintances, brothers, of sisters

Put aside those petty differences and hate
Find a common ground in which to relate

I dream of a world where peace is the norm
People working together to weather the storm

Here is to the hope that one day it comes true
A land of harmony for me and for you.

-taken

Ek tariqa batao

I amaze myself sometimes. mujhe nehi pata isse kaise nikalte hai, mujhe ye bhi nahi pata ke sach mein isse nikalnahi meri zaroorat hai ke nehi. I am so unaware of what I feel, it amazes me, almost like I feel nothing.

Love

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

...I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

---Pablo Neruda

Tell me how to sleep

P.S.  I don't hate love, Neil Gaiman does. I am just an insomniac passing another sleepless night. 

Face 'Me', regrets.

I don’t regret. It’s not in my character. There are things I wish never happened, but I have never regretted having them happened. There’s only a little about me that I can control, rest is controlled by my personality, which I have now come to believe is a mere formation of my parents’ genes with very little role left for me to play. I cannot help but be me, whether I like it or not. And ‘Me’ is not so simple, believe me, it’s not half as simple as I’d want it to be. It's the root of a lot of unhappiness, troubles that are uncalled for, it's the root of coming to a point in my life where I almost regretted. But still, it is me, and when an I faces ‘Me’ before the mirror, all I want for I is to smile at ‘Me’ and say, “hey you, I know you, may be a little too much too well, and you know what dude? Despite all the details, I’m still proud of you.” 

Too hard a task? I don't think so.

Bye bye goldie

I am resorting to some major blog changes as my last refuge from bugs and posting troubles. This might backfire and delete my posts and the very little number of followers that I have. But if I am to make my blogging experience a smoother ride and not a headache like it is now, then gotta do what I gotta do. 

Wish me luck!

Buggy Blogger

Honestly I am a little tired of blogger now. A lot of the widgets that I'd like to have were never available on blogger, there's a new bug effecting my template every other day, some change the pattern of the template, some delete my comments and now a new one won't show comments (specifically of bloggers from India) on my homepage or posts, I get to see them only when I click on separate links which comes through intensedebate notifications mailed to my gmail (thankfully!). Posting pictures has become difficult too, because of a blogger bug that has to do something with canon cameras. All in all, I am tired! And I have been thinking of switching to wordpress, but before I do that I need to look into the pros and cons of both.  I won't be using the paid version for either, so the comparison is between free blogger vs free wordpress. Any fruitful result that comes up of the research will be shared!

                                     

Shubho Noboborsho