A few memoirs which will be left for the next year :-)

And So here I am on the balcony of Heaven with my friends, who are going to join as managers and increase the wealth of the nation.

And this is the song I have been singing since the past few days ;)

Hello?
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?
Come on, now.
I hear you're feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.
Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts,
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin'.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I can't explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.
Ok.
Just a little pinprick.
There'll be no more ...Aaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working. Good.
That'll keep you going for the show.
Come on it's time to go.
There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin'.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.

And that's what is the feeling in after clearing the 7th hell .. hopefully the next three would be peaceful and I would be back on my feet again.

Romantic Manifestations of a Broken Soul :-).

SHE CAME, SHE CONQUERED, I DIED.

Some Nice old band says

" The Sun is bathing away,
thats the end of the day,
As the dew light turns to moonlight,
I'll be on my way."

Here I am writing a piece for my epitaph probably.

What's the meaning of LOVE?
Probably a number of elegant and enigmatic authors have tried to portray the true meaning of the words - Romance, Love, Making Love, Thrills, Excitement and so on and so forth. Each personality made some or other event either real, virtual or abstract famous. Some characters like Roark, Preppie Bastard, John Galt, Asterix have become immortal.
Every man as he touches new phases of his life meets people, acknowledges works, gifts the frame a new piece of Art in some form or the other.

My outlook of life is quite plain and simple - Why should I bother about those who don't have any ideals in life, who mock at the faces of friends, spit on every god damn individual, turn their back on every challenge?
I don't give a damn of what you think about yourself,
I wont tell you what you are.
But remember one thing,
Anything you do, do it wholeheartedly.

I firmly believe that a number of people at any age of their lives are always mystified about the difference between Love, Infatuation, Crush and Belief.
I am just a kid in the broad horizons of Romance. I am the Road romeo searching for the second Juliet. A number of chaps who know me would acknowledge the one liner at the start of the piece. Every moment in life is an Experience made of vivid imaginations. Some people just follow a normative outlook and stop thinking beyond the Horizon.
How can I tell you the joy hidden in the fragnance of a sweet teen at 16 with long hair, and an endless smile? No body can draw a picture of a smile that has a million dollar worth. Anything live is momentary, you may see it again and again, but you shall never forget those momentary lapses of reason because of an invaluable song or a blissful kiss.
I am often perturbed with questions revolving around one gal who came and went like a brisk spring. The Aftermath of a volcanic erruption can be seen but Internal injuries can't always be caught. Even experts fail to understand the meaning of all emotions. And for once and all the phrase - " Its not possible for a man to know a woman completely." is always true. But "Man is an Anima"l is another one. So if a gorgeous girl comes, and vanishes in a flash, you will hunt for her in your lucid dreams.

keep in mind these words
You may love anyone in this world,
every soul will not bother to love you.
If someone loves you be happy.
You love someone, someone loves you, stop hunting.
My soul will roam in the skies, seeking the angel out there,
her soul will be stagnant in the pools of heaven.
Their is no she who can compete with the complexity of a man's mind.
Their is no he who can sink the deepest into a woman's heart.
Even GOD must have been crazy for he created HEART.

Love, Let Love, And everything is permitted in Love and War.

A few Lines For the Chap who died.

On one sweet night this chap decided to quit gaming for a reason Unknown and Mystic to the Fraggers. Probably none was ever interested and why should anyone be? Their isnt one Single reason to be an Addict or a Verbose.
People become addicts if they fall into the category of Passionate Individuals. And Verboses - For me its a pleasure because I kinda fall into the category for their are three kinds of statements I make according some intimate chaps
1. No one understands Why I made the statement.
2. Even if they do they dont get What was told i.e what was the reference.
3. And even if someone knows the Why and What he can't make out the reason it was made.

Cutting the crap out - Let's get into the real passions as to who died and why did he die.
A chap who was an addict to gaming quit gaming for a reason, that was a different addiction. Moving from one addiction to another is tough. You equally understand the fact that any addiction is BAD - its a FACT. But Men will be Men and Passionate Individuals are truly Addicted to anything they LOVE. This chap died for the gaming world - but never quit his LOVE for gaming. Games were/are and will always be his PASSION. But some people fail to admit the difference between a Learner and a Pro-gamer. And death is something that signifies that someone can't really come back to LIFE. But in the virtual world re-spawn is always an option.

I HAVE A DREAM
To have a house on a plain square piece of Land by the side of a Lake surrounded by a Peak and a Canyon. On the other side of the Canyon are Snow laden peaks and when you look down you shall find the river flowing turbulently with the force of the Almighty, Birds chirping with open wings in the Blue Horizon. Winds chilling the bones and giving the taste of alcohol to the Forehead. Facing the bright SUN with a bare bosom, open arms, feeling the aroma of blissful ecstasy. Then comes the Naked truth surrounding him into Her arms letting him taste the sweet nectar of her LIPS, engulfing him into her enigmatic PERSONA. This man is speechless, thoughtless, and motionless, has become a brutal mammal following the abolutions like a howl, still engrossed by the lustrous beauty. Then something shakes him, his head is wounded by the balls of ice falling like cannons from the sky which was once BLUE. It has become black overladen with nimbus'. There is no light, the SUN has shrunk to an eclipse. The lady has turned into a Vampire and is Sucking the LIFE out of me, I have no blood, my lungs dont move, my eyes are senseless. I am Dead.
I am lying dead on the plateau of eldorado in my dreams - a complex blend of fairy tales and nightmares. Somehow i feel an immense sense of pleasure and it seems as if someone is trying to tickle my ribs with snowflakes. After immense hardships and pains I finally rub my eyes to feel myself on the same Bed where I was the Last night, there is no bliss, there is no emotion, I am Hungry, Thirsty and Melancholic. But hark there is this IDIOT box running on MAX treble shaking my feet and pleading me to relieve it and others from the Pain. And then with a gust of joy I wake up with miles on my face wiping out the tears of the night before.
So eventually - Life is game in inches GENTLEMEN, either you hail as a team or die as Individuals - But its nice to have a taste of each and every spectacle of joy and pain i.e if you can take it.

GANDALF.

Experiments with the flights ;-): Spherical Vibrance.

Experiments with the flights ;-): Spherical Vibrance.

Spherical Vibrance.

Have you ever played a nice rocking song on your chomputer so that the speaker's shake the ground and u've the urge to feel the shake ?
When I got Up today morning I had this wierd conception of Mr.Einstein talking to Ms.Marilyn Monroe. Mind you that Miss Marilyn was still wearing her White skirt and a nice gust of wind would make it fly and expose her long slender legs. I sometimes wonder what would Einstein do if that hurricane came.
Here's the conversation that came to my mind between Mr.Einstein & Miss Monroe -
Marilyn: Why in the hell are you wearing that stupid hat on your eccentric head?
Marilyn: Why have you worn that i-pod?
Einstein was still not distracted, was rather lost as usual.
Marilyn: Do you mind smooching, crap-dancing, playing with body-chemistry?
Marilyn(still waiting for an answer): Looks like I am in this exquisite suite with an AZOLE.
Marilyn(getting irriated): Had a punk been here he would also have jumped to BED with me.
Marilyn(finally to woo Einstein): Look their goes the Silk Stalkings. And she bends to loosen the strings revealing her graciously set innerwear and lovely legs.
Einstein: Lady who are you and why are you trying to molest me?
Marilyn(Flabbergasted): Can't you see I have been trying to have a talk with you in this stupid suite since an Hour?
Einstein: Dear do you really feel this is a suite?
Einstein(passionately): Had you been a bit more imaginative you would have seen that this place is the Plateau of Arabia with a refrigerator open to chill some garbage of practically zero mass, the fountain's whirling all around with an rpm close to infinity.
Marilyn: I see, do you have any idea of what crap you can create?
Einstein: I don't believe in craps.
Orkut: Who the f*** is talking about scraps ... that's my copyright.
Google: Shit Orkie is trying to woo this one too .. :((
Marlyn: Woaaa .. Who the f*** wants to talk to this crackpot?
Elton John: "And it seems to me that you lived your life like a Candle in the Wind ..."
AND THE WIND BLOWS.
Orkut: Ooh Ma ma what a Bit** .. and takes the pic, shares it and makes it famous amongst the nerds.
Google: Yo yo orkie you are GODLIKE.
Einstein: What an Inhuman Spherical Vibrance did happen out here??
Einstein: Lady do you mind to remove the Silk on your Body so that I may have the honour to play with the relative geometry of your eloquent personality.
Monroe gets all cold and gives the altruist smile and falls into the arms of the genius and then the heat generated transmits and starts shaking the cubicle.
The cubicle is all full of Smoke and Hardly anything is visible to Orkie and Google.
They find that the cubicle enclosure has generated a cloud and it has started to rain. Clouds have started to make the sky black. Lightening is striking hard and Orkie, Googie, their friends are all pscyched out.
Suddenly with a Huge Blow the Cubicle blows off and A Chap comes out of the Cubicle with some antique in his hand, nude with afterblast effects hair electrified due to the strike, eyes horrified and happy simultaneously. He starts banging his head on the wall shouting Eureka Eureka I found it.

That was the time when I was horribly feeling the urge to sleep and had to shout at the top of my voice: "Who the f**k is banging my door?" "I am not having breaker today, ... aur haan lunch ke liye utha dena."
Some ch**tpot was banging at 7 in the morning and I could not complete my dream :-).
Hope you Enjoyed it =;.