Neglected Bug in Black and White 5070

Neglected Bug in Black and White 5070, originally uploaded by CatDancing.

Another good pic i got from Flickr.

somebody said once “I despise making the most of one’s time. Half of the pleasures of life consist of the opportunities one has neglected.”

I Remember…

I remember the pretty face
I remember that sweet smile
I remember the touch of your skin
I remember the warmth of your kiss

I remember you holding my hand
I remember your sleeping face
I remember you humming a song
I remember you dancing with a tune

I remember the joy of togetherness
I remember the pain of loosing
I remember the feel of loneliness
I remember the smile of hurt

I remember the words you said
I remember the promises you maid
I remember those good times
I remember this until my end

Busy solitude

busy solitude, originally uploaded by i.anton.

I am so busy these days ….
I am not getting time to write anything even though i have lot to say…

I got this snap from flicker… i love this….Busy and Solitude is together here….i want to be there…

Evening thoughts…:-)

Today is very different… Don’t know why…After office I took my bullet (my bull is my part of life now) and gone for a long ride…evening was pleasant enough and after couple of kilometers I was away from the mad traffic…I had a car here in Bangalore but I was totally fed up with that for parking, driving in this stupid traffic etc…I am lucky I don’t have one now… Bull is good …you can feel the surroundings …the wind blowing against your face…you can feel the ride in all aspect …

Life was always different to me. ..I always had a reason for my thoughts and actions…I never tried to think life from others point of view…I paid a huge price for that…but still I am not changed that much…why is it like that? Why can’t I pretend at least?

I got two comments today on different occasions…

one told me …”you are a dreamer and there is no way you can live the way you want…forget it…your thoughts are not gelling with the society…you are answerable to lot of people…mind it”

My mind said…”sree …you have only one life…forgets the society rules …this is also created by people like you once…so you have all the rights to change the rules…if people can’t understand you, its not your fault…may be they can’t think from your point of view…” (This is why I love myself…J)

On the other occasion I had to give solutions to someone’s problem. He told me…”No wonder people think you are arrogant…you are truthful to your thoughts and your actions…change it dude…otherwise the mass crowd won’t accept you”

My mind told me…” forget the crowd…you are surrounded with some good people who can understand you as you…who are there for you every time you need…don’t look for the quantity look for the quality…”

The evening was pleasant …I turned my bike…while riding my mind started singing a scorpion song

“I saw the evening
Fading shadows one by one
We watch the lamb, lay down to the sacrifice
I saw the children
The children of the sun
How they wept, how they bled, how they died

Do you ever ask yourself
Is there a heaven in the sky
Why cant we stop the fight

cause we all live under the same sun
We all walk under the same moon
Then why, why cant we live as one…

The song goes on …like my thoughts…never ending…

I told myself …follow your dream…never allow time to fade it…

Confused ……. ( I love it :-))

I want to write something

To say about nothing

My pen is moving somewhere

My mind is standing still there

 

My plans are looking bright

But paths are out of sight

I still travel like a gipsy

My memories make me tipsy

 

I am stinking due to sweat

My feet is paining every step

I want to stop this feeling

For which there is no meaning

 

I want to lie like a stone

Because my mind is fully gone

Looking at the dark sky

Thinking for a reason why

Summer Rain

It was raining and I was sitting inside a café. The tables were almost empty since it was raining heavily. I was enjoying a hot Irish coffee with some cookies…I was thinking about my past …I found a girl walking alone in the rain .memories flooded into my mind. Even I know somebody who loves rain, who loves music, who love all the simple things in life… I started scribbling…

Summer rain…I cried within

Slowly very slowly you kept on pouring

Sitting alone outside the café…

Trying to understand the rhythm of life…

 

I wish I can turn the time

I wish I can see your face

Is that my mistake that you left me?

Is that my faith that I love you?

 

A rain is already here

Don’t you want to comeback?

Don’t let me alone in the rain

Why you running away?

Come back and kiss me on my lips

Without thinking of anything.

Endless Journey

My friends ask me why you always write about the dark side of life. My answer is very simple… I am a happy person, but if someone shares his/her dark side with me them my imagination starts working…this is also came like that only… And of course the image below is taken from the net to add more meaning to my writing… (At least I think so… :-))

I walk through this lonely place

To find my way out of this space

My grip loosens slowly

My life is falling crazy

Dreams give me more madness

Goals give me more races…

 

I once had a name

I once had a face

Life once had a meaning

Thoughts once had a freedom

It all fell apart

And shattered to thousand pieces

My name, my face, my life, my thoughts

Now it’s all died away

I walk alone in the dark evening

Solitude…guide my way.

I MISS YOU!!!

An interesting scribble i found in the net ……

Death…

Due to my hectic schedule I couldn’t open my blog for a very long time. One of my fried called me today and we talked about someone who is very special for him who passed away. I felt sad… but ….I doesn’t know what to say. 

Death…this is one of the best things I love to think about… (You may call it crazy…I don’t care)The reason is very simple…I couldn’t explain this to myself. Some time it comes when we least expects him… (Let me consider death as an individual). It is the same for the rich and the poor (at least in one place they are equal …I love that…). The only difference is the number of stupid people following a rich/famous guy on his last trip to cemetery will be high than the poor …

Death you are so permanent.

Even the brave couldn’t stop you.

You don’t have any direction…

You come like a vacation.

 

You hold so close and whisper.

If not for me why you live?

You wash the sole so clean..

Without a single stain of pain…

 

Someone said once “Death is a comedian in a drama who comes in the stage without knowing when to appear…”

Lost

It was a perfect evening. i decided for a long walk.while walking I realized that I am feeling loneliness!!!! I also noticed that this kind of feelings come only in the evenings when I don’t have any work or any other thins to do. I mean if am idle. Is that happen to everyone like me who dreams a lot? i have everything in my life. But still some times i fell that i lost something…somewhere…

i am lost…

i can feel the pain

i can’t see any gain…

i lost my way..

i can’t find my home…

Scattered thoughts and blowing wind..

Confused mind and endless plans..

Why the truth is so weak?

Why the grief is so strong?

Why the facts are so clear?

Why the dreams are so fade?

i search for an answer..

But…i am lost…