So there. Finally time's moving it arse a bit faster.

Gonna be a long day tomorrow. Luck is needed.

Oh and...This. Is. Sparta. Yep.

Can I just dust my hands off, and say that I'm tired of this world?
Okay if I will.
Then someday, I'd want to indulge in this world again, as it's so
tempting and invites us with all it's materialistic illusions.

Conclusion- You can't escape the world. You'll be a sucker for materialism. Yep.

Hence, you're doomed. Yep.

..Oh and... You never know it with a girl.

Yep. You can analyse how her mind works. She hides a lot of
expectations, thoughts and opinions under a curtain. Over analysing a
women's mentality just complicates the entire situation.

As I always say-

Layers and layers of emotions...
And you never know which one is true...
That's a women for you....

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All this was meant to go on twitter. But thankfully I'm off twitter.
Therefore, my blog gets some love making by the crap that cooks up in
my head. Gah.

Gah...

...when the day comes to an end. When the cricket match is over, When
the movie gets over and you throw those empty popcorn holders...When
all the worldly distractions come to an end...

...Our ugly lives smile at us, and reality sneaks in our conscious...

That's when we go- "Gah?!"

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Life's a 2.75/5.

First battle day after tomorrow.

Random rant- Please shoot my expectations. Please. =(

Gah.

....And there was love....

...and there was love, something which made two lives beautiful. When
two people willing to share their happiness, sorrow, shit and even
their bed come together. Two universes are complete.

...And what a beautiful emotion it is. The unwillingness of that jaw
to stop smiling. The changing of your face into a red coloured tomato.
Ah, and many many more countless instances, beautifying this emotion.

...BUT THEN...

A materialistic world came up, which brought "money" into focus.
Making us money hungry dogs.

There was also television and electronic entertainment, which showed
us faces buried under layers of make up. Making us lust hungry
animals.

..and finally a society, which laid down a system on everything. how
to raise a child, how the lady should leave her birth place, religion,
caste, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, blah, blah, blah, blah.

...SO...

Under this heap of shit. Love lost it's meaning.
Only to be found in, love songs, mushy movies and displayed by Aamir
Khan dancing in slow mo.

GAH.

Midnight Drizzle

2.45 am. It's raining.
There is little sleep in my eyes. Very little.
I can hear raindrops dropping on the shed in my balcony.
These rains take me places, through my thought process.
Making me think of could be's, or how would life be if "this" was
little "that" way.
These rains also remind me of "her". Filling me up with loneliness and
solitude at the same time.

It maybe raining outside. But i'm drenched in my thoughts, memories and dreams.
The next morning, skies will clear and life will begin.
But tonight i'll try to sleep in this light drizzle of my memories.

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Life's a 3/5.
Time's moving like a lazy grandpa turtle.
I need march 12 soon.
Gah.

Too. Much. Mindfuck. Happening.