October 29, 2005
Silence speaks
And finally, my first post. Much delayed, though. I’d been busy with a lot of things - exams, cousin’s engagement, playing guide for relatives etc. etc.
Well, switching to more important things, a lot has been on my mind lately. Not a very good thing ’cause that means I’ll be thinking a lot, and when I start thinking, I can do the stupidest things on the planet.
Getting over past issues: I mean you’d think that when all these signs and symbols are flashed in your face, you’d get the point and move it, but no! Not me. I don’t get the point of these signs and symbols at all. Words work better with me. From the source itself. Ofcourse, that’s not happening either. What do I get for being such a silent soul? Silence. Just when I’m looking for answers, I get this smoke-from-the-ears, frustrating silence. When some people say that things are fine, you’d expect them to atleast respond to what you’re saying or hold a decent conversation with you. Then why isn’t that freakin’ happening? I’m asking for some plain and simple friendship not this weird attitude that comes along with a killer smile.
I keep telling myself over and over again that things are fine and everything was a matter of the past. But I know that I’m just lying to myself. If it were the past, it wouldn’t be kicking me so hard in the present. And yet I’m trying. Trying to see things like they were never meant to be. Each night I sing myself to sleep, making myself believe that its been a great day and I’m more happy than I ever could be. And just as I close my eyes I know its not true because all of us tell ourselves the biggest lie when we fall asleep….
Warshhhh at 9:56 pm
October 11, 2005
Hello world!
(The curtain comes up)
“And now, we welcome the crazy, whacko, thoughtful, imaginative, permanently switched on human jukebox, the one and only - Warsha!“
Finally, my chance to come across to a world I haven’t even seen yet. Or will I? I mean who knows if anybody’s going to read this blog (except for my brother and best friend). I might as well stick to my little blue diary. But somehow this is a lot more convenient. And, I get to beautify and splash some colour into it.
Actually, I’m not sure what I’m going to blog about or how often I will. It could be philosophical, knowledgable, contreversial, musical, nonsensical, emotional. Who knows? What’s for sure is that, it’s definitely a better place to undertsand me and my silent exterior that hides an entirely different part of my life. So now, with no further delay, presenting to you, a lifetime of presentations of : me
Warshhhh at 11:45 am