the museum of innocence

the museum of innocence by orhan pamuk is the best book i'v ever came across....thanx jake for lending it...even thank u sam b for u have given it to jake....n finally now it's with me...it's bloody dark....n is single-handedly able to depict all the emotions i'v ever conceived...inside me i have museum too....it's only not every one can visit it...it's more private to be honest,n i like it that way....n i do agree with kemal bey.....happiness does comes with being close to the person we love...n happiness is the most important thing in life.....n let them know im gonna have a happy life too..... 

the gal n guy next door

rahul das n asmita mukherjee the boy n gal next door....never in my wildest dreams i thought that i will find friendship in the oddest of place,n to be honest with the oddest of people.....the thing about asmita is that she kills me,u may not find her a stunner,or even very pretty,but then when she puts on her black salwar or her strange blue kurti with the faintest of make up im not exaggerating but she kills me,she's the kind of girl who i would have fallen in love and got married to if i where a boy,since im a gal n very much straight i can only praise her in my mind.....she's not that perfect to be true,but i even love her flaws....n the way she tolerates me,n bears with my arrogance n craziness n everything...i cant imagine this coming from a girl like her....i love her so much...n cant bear with her pain....i am bound to say that she found me rather than i found her...she was the one coming to me arms extended n she took me for what i am,though very opposite to her.........she is confused n fragile n worried all-the-time,but i guess i love that too....coz it fits her so much...when she is skipping the classes it's hard for me to go on,i feel somewhat empty......
then there is rahul-a very average looking,average height,average boy....but boy! what an awesome person he is....when i first saw him never in my bizarrest of dreams i once thought i could be friends with this guy....but im glad life turned out differently....n since i'v written so much average about him,i must confess he is'nt any average buy slightest of means.....he is as a matter of fact an intriguingly interesting guy,though a soul introvert iv not came across any more open minded guy than him...n his ideologies interest me further more...he's a guy too hard to read but i enjoy his riddles,his unpredictableness,n his openness....there is something very fresh about him.....n he is very intelligent indeed,not a poser like others n very humble....i enjoy his company to an extend of fondness.....true how can any girl knowing him can resist falling in love with him!(apart from me,as im already so pre-occupied with so many men in mah life...n i take him as my brother) i mean he is so lovely for crissake!
and i have only till June with these two n at the thought of it my heart sinks...it sinks badly...but being the bad-ass sick optimist i am,i think im gonna make the most of it...these last few months with them....n scribble them forever in my memoirs...as awesome parts of my life.....i love u both n im gonna miss u.....but im gonna think of u till the very end...

winter

cold is the wind outside
shivers crawling up my spine..
hasty days are passing by,
leaving me another sign....

nothing to mourn about
living life is not a regret..
survival with the harshest odds
life's never been a safer bet....

they speak to me deep within
when winter's here finally,
with each reception in my head
my soul descends fiercely


on winter nights,in memory lane,
who can tell how spirits die...
feeble thoughts in my fading mind
northern winds just washing by....

can cry 4 only one

u can let love in Ur lyf,
whenever u want whenever u wish..
but u cant mourn them all,
coz there's only one u'll really miss...
u can set ur feelings free,
feelings so pure,feelings so true...
but there'll be only one,
who'll be by ur side althrough...
when ur happy in his arms,
do not let the guilt set in...
coz,when u truly love someone,
crying for another is'nt a sin...
walk ur way ahead with a smile,
deep inside keep that pain...
ur tears r wth a special one,
where ur love n grief should remain...
ur lovers n their loving touch,
without them ur life is vein...
though u can cry 4 only one,
coz ur love 4 him is insane....

with u

please!please!please!switch on the light...
im so scared of my blinded sight...
i feel so naked,i feel so blue...
it makes my soul to be untrue....


lost in the field of shattered dreams,i want to yield light,i want to paint the sky with you...

please!please!please!hold me tight,
im so stoned,im so high...
make me smile,make me do,
this darkened night,sinks me through

lost in vicinity of obscenity,i want to chase the light,i want to run away with you....

fear

welcome new year...welcome 2012....another year begins....so begins the fear....what do i do with my life....i know what i want to...but is that good enough....im scared to be honest....

my new year resolutions are-

1. have to lose weight,at-least 15 kg.. so i can be hot again...
2. have to qualify csir net...
3. have to get a decent job..
4. have to set my mind right,& most importantly

• have to get you of my mind...

i fear  i will fail...atleast in the last one.....i miss you....i miss your terrific lips...