Strange Changes...

Life is like the I pod, no matter how u plan ur playlist u might not be able to avoid the track cummin up next.

A boy meets a girl, and the girl in turn meets a boy, attraction, like, affection, care words follow but the sad part is bored, fore granted, sorry, shout .... as i said, words follow...
All of us know the only thing that brings  & keeps two persons together is love and affection, they may turn it up in to a relationship, which is supposed to be the fruit.
Wooho.. plz dont go, this is not another thesis on relationships... i knw this is not going in with the images...  but it will intern .. :P

The thread that ties us, after all we try and impress and do really put allot of emotional investment for this thread to exist and by the logic it should be the most important thing to protect and cared for, but suddenly for simplest of the reasons or may be mistakes by one counterpart the other starts putting the same thread as the bait, a thing to scare the other from being broken apart, and then, i cant bare you, enough, you are impossible, how can you, i didn't expect this, i did expect that and its over.... and now even words refuse to follow..

They say, this love will change you, well does any thing stays the same ?

nop, just same strange changes, and even if it does isn't that what love supposed to do ?

 We all grow old, aging is quit a process. At nine dream of twelve and then the teenage, being young, thirties  and forty five and then we want to go back.. well, i thought growing up was the whole point.
Same eve of scintillation 2013 came with more of a shock.......



One of very good friends and a mentor is getting divorced and to be frank i am sad, cause i could relate to him, and now i can relate more..
and that is why these picks don't go with my words..
i came to know in the later part of the eve.

Well any ways we had our "Annual day" defiantly-maybe ( :P ) at lnt infotech and was cool.. fun and lots of dancing, particularly as turn up the music cause the sun just came up,and if they try to turn us down..

will leave you with few clicks ...
Though Amal had this strain , he is our personal rajni anna.. nothing less than " the world is about to end" could stop him from dancing..

we change, some for good some out of no explainable reasons. Now excepting and rejecting depend on you or may be the right now wala state of you..

"coz the set of values you variables contain at that particular instant of time defines you, at the moment level..

people call it a moment, i call it life...

learning life..."

the host was RJ Malishka, red FM wali.. ;)
awsome bajatey raho of all the seniors with Sunny Leon, and widely appreciated duo meant jokes.

and now the last one, this is Ashish & Gautam,
we enjoyed allot, danced, screamed- i mean northern, Punjabi, the vulgar ones and the most decent steps... the call was " Disko me jab ye gana bajega, step kark dikhana parega ;)" We danced our way out of the place with everyone, changes might be strange but sometimes they r for good.. now plz dont ask who's and why ..

and about the prior, ill say if you ever care for something please do not put it on bait, do not let the love go.. cause it leaves behind sorrow, grief and vacant space..

and like i said, just words follow..

good monin and good night

regards, hopeless, j..

That was then, this is now..

Truth, is a very tricky thing.., well, it has tricked me quit a few times now..

Importance,  priority, happyness, trust.., words with really heavy meanings..
after all these r the words, which decides the orientation of the flip..
the words we use.

They say dont lie, it hearts when the truth comes in the light, I say ooh cumon, please turn the lights off, because if it is harse. The truth kills u every day.. " a bit of heart attack, a bit of blood pressure,  a bit of dissatisfaction,  disappointment evry day... sounds creepy ?

Yes it does to me. At least a lie for gud.. givs u one little hope to think one way..
To chose for the end or refresh.....
 

They say work on time, else the sword hangs right above the neck, and the sharp edge is about to let everything white be bygones.. the work becomes tuff, I say when I get going, tuff gets going..

Have u experienced that last drop of the chocolate shake.. the golden drop of bear, last scoop of the Nutella,  that winning shot on the last ball and that loosing wicket too one may be tha same, last spoon of Maggie, last breath of the kiss, the last memory.. well, the word is "marginal utility".

They say, stand alone..
I don't say a thing, cause I walk the streets alone, I here be in on my own.. and I knw how it feels being a thousand miles away from home, from all of them whose presence makes difference.
I knw how it feel to be with the one you love..  ha ha and then when she slams the door..
But m ova hea, all alone, n m doing juuust fine..

 

this was not me since ever, a movie or a TV series or a game could consume me for months. Though I am a loner for sum time now, ....
since like...... always,
but this is different, I decided to teach orphan kids on Saturdays which intern made me busy and satisfied because I could help and sad because INDIAN government still just spends 900 Indian rupees for one child.... wait the point is "in an year".

 

this weekend couldn't teach so I decided ill work.. m going office on Sunday's..

I could give any thing for an extra Sunday, now I will do any thing to through it away.

 

They say that was then...

and I say this is Now.

regards

hopeless, j