The Daruma Doll

Such is life.
Seven times down.
Eight times up.

-a japanese poem

You can grow old and still be Rock 'n' Roll
-Kristen Mcmenamy

Dreaming a little dream for me.

I dream of
taking a day off and shaving my head off
riding a bike and sliding on slides
dancing in rain and singing in Spain
kissing the moon and sleeping till noon
becoming a bird and traveling the world
bathing in rivers and breaking all mirrors
living on trees and acting like Eve
becoming a lama and escaping melodrama
leaving my body and becoming fields of paddy.

The world is going crazy.

So when do we celebrate National Psycho day?

Ambition.

Well, all I want to do is breathe right.

Life is Stranger Than Fiction

As Harold took a bite of Bavarian sugar cookie, he finally felt as if everything was going to be ok.

Sometimes, when we lose ourselves in fear and despair, in routine and constancy, in hopelessness and tragedy, we can thank God for Bavarian sugar cookies.
And, fortunately, when there aren't any cookies, we can still find reassurance in a familiar hand on our skin, or a kind and loving gesture, or subtle encouragement, or a loving embrace, or an offer of comfort, not to mention hospital gurneys and nose plugs, an uneaten Danish, soft-spoken secrets, and Fender Stratocasters, and maybe the occasional piece of fiction. And we must remember that all these things, the nuances, the anomalies, the subtleties, which we assume only accessorize our days, are effective for a much larger and nobler cause. They are here to save our lives. I know the idea seems strange, but I also know that it just so happens to be true.

-From the movie 'Stranger Than Fiction'.
Would like to thank a friend of mine for recommending this awesome and strange piece of fiction.

Love is deep and Sex is shallow.

For me, love is very deep, but sex only has to go a few inches.

-from the movie Bullets Over Broadway

31.

Can't believe i survived yet another year.

I GOT ME.

I got hair on my head and legs on my feet.
I got taste on my tongue and my heart has a beat.

I got ears in a pair and a breath full of air.
I got eyes I can see and a voice I can hear.

I got pores in my skin and blood in my veins.
I got marrow in my bones, protoplasm in my brain.

I got a soul with a heart and a heart with a soul.
I got ME playing ME in an award winning role.

Finger's on the trigger.

why am i surprised?
lies and bullshit
and bullshit and lies
you'd think i'd give up
after so many tries
but my finger's on the trigger
and my eyes are on the prize
- Kimya Dawson

CASH IN ON HIM

If your boyfriend turns out to be a whore, PIMP HIM!!!!!!!

Quote Martial

Lead me from death to immorality.

Sorry, immortality!

- by my sister!

Man-made.

On his very first day, Man created God.
- Anonymous. (Speaking tree)

Let go.

I want my mind to leave my body
and my body to leave my soul.

I want my soul to touch my sole
and my sole to kick that asshole

I want that ass to leave my heart
so that my heart can fill that hole.

I want that hole inside my head
so that my thoughts can be free to go.

I want my head to think from the heart
so that my heart can hurt no more.

I want this hurt heart to bleed
so that the blood can stain my soul.

I want my stained soul to know
that it just needs to go with the flow.

HAIRCUT

I wanted to look like a monk and I came back looking like a punk!

The places you'll go

Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You’re off to Great Places!
You’re off and away!

You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself any direction you choose.
You’re on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the guy who’ll decide where to go.

You’ll look up and down streets.
Look’em over with care.
About some you will say, “I don’t choose to go there.”
With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet,
you’re too smart to go down a not-so-good street.

And you may not find any you’ll want to go down.
In that case, of course, you’ll head straight out of town.
It’s opener there in the wide open air.

Out there things can happen and frequently do to people as brainy and footsy as you.

And when things start to happen, don’t worry. Don’t stew.
Just go right along. You’ll start happening too.

Oh! The Places You’ll Go!

You’ll be on your way up!
You’ll be seeing great sights!
You’ll join the high fliers who soar to high heights.

You won’t lag behind, because you’ll have the speed.
You’ll pass the whole gang and you’ll soon take the lead.
Wherever you fly, you’ll be best of the best.
Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.

Except when you don’t.
Because, sometimes, you won’t.

I’m sorry to say so but, sadly, it’s true
that Bang-ups and Hang-ups can happen to you.

You can get all hung up in a prickle-ly perch.
And your gang will fly on. You’ll be left in a Lurch.

You’ll come down from the Lurch with an unpleasant bump.
And the chances are, then, that you’ll be in a Slump.

And when you’re in a Slump, you’re not in for much fun.
Un-slumping yourself is not easily done.

You will come to a place where the streets are not marked.
Some windows are lighted. But mostly they’re dark.
A place you could sprain both your elbow and chin!
Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go in?
How much can you lose? How much can you win?

And if you go in, should you turn left or right…
or right-and-three-quarters?
Or, maybe, not quite?
Or go around back and sneak in from behind?
Simple it’s not, I’m afraid you will find,
for a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.

You can get so confused that you’ll start in to race down
long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace
and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space,
headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.

The Waiting Place…for people just waiting.

Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come,
or a plane to go or the mail to come,
or the rain to go or the phone to ring,
or the snow to snow
or waiting around for a Yes or No
or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting.

Waiting for the fish to bite
or waiting for wind to fly a kite
or waiting around for Friday night
or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake
or a pot to boil, or a Better Break
or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants
or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting.

No! That’s not for you!

Somehow you’ll escape all that waiting and staying.
You’ll find the bright places where Boom Bands are playing.
With banner flip-flapping, once more you’ll ride high!
Ready for anything under the sky.
Ready because you’re that kind of a guy!

Oh, the places you’ll go! There is fun to be done!
There are points to be scored. There are games to be won.
And the magical things you can do with that ball
will make you the winning-est winner of all.
Fame! You’ll be famous as famous can be,
with the whole wide world watching you win on TV.

Except when they don’t. Because, sometimes, they won’t.

I’m afraid that some times you’ll play lonely games too.
Games you can’t win ‘cause you’ll play against you.

All Alone!
Whether you like it or not,
Alone will be something you’ll be quite a lot.

And when you’re alone, there’s a very good chance
you’ll meet things that scare you right out of your pants.
There are some, down the road between hither and yon,
that can scare you so much you won’t want to go on.

But on you will go though the weather be foul.
On you will go though your enemies prowl.
On you will go though the Hakken-Kraks howl.
Onward up many a frightening creek,
though your arms may get sore and your sneakers may leak.
On and on you will hike.
And I know you’ll hike far and
face up to your problems whatever they are.

You’ll get mixed up, of course, as you already know.
You’ll get mixed up with many strange birds as you go.
So be sure when you step.
Step with care and great tact
and remember that Life’s a Great Balancing Act.
Just never forget to be dexterous and deft.
And never mix up your right foot with your left.

And will you succeed?
Yes! You will, indeed!
(98 and ¾ percent guaranteed.)

Kid, you’ll move mountains!
So…be your name Buxbaum or Bixby or Bray
or Mordecai Ale Van Allen O’Shea,
you’re off to Great Places!
Today is your day!
Your mountain is waiting.
So…get on your way!

-Dr. Seuss

Surrender to the conspiracy.

"Make me one with everything," the Buddhist monk said to a hot dog vendor who was hawking food near the temple.

The vendor made a frank with mustard, ketchup, relish and onions, and the monk took it handing over a $20 bill.

The vendor stashed the cash in his apron and turned his attention to the next customer.

"But where is my change?" the monk inquired.

"Change must come from within, my friend," said the vendor.

;)

Crying tears of fears.

My fears caught me unawares yet again.

Choose your path

You are obliged to go off at a tangent if you want to stop going round in circles.
-Alan Fletcher, Picturing & Poeting

Live free baby. Live free!

Well, if you have lost
your heart to a jerk
you liver to alcohol
your lungs to marijuana
your eyes to the computer screen
your mind to your therapist
your feet to thorny paths
your hands to conceptualizing other people's fate
your ears to discouraging voices
your breath to toxic gases
your spine to spineless people

then Congratulate yourself.
You have freed yourself from all your excess baggage and are now ready to travel light.

We are all children. We all need approval.
- The diving bell and the butterfly.

SECRETS ARE BEST KEPT WITH STRANGERS.

I share my secrets only with strangers I meet in the strangest of places.

Suffering.

If you ever want to suffer, suffer from a superiority complex.

Evolution.

Some of us are way too evolved and some of us are just happy being monkeys! :)

What's there?

My best friend's famous question is, "What's there?"

She lives in rhetoric. No formal answers are expected.

Kindly do the needful.

An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind.
A heart for a heart makes the whole world kind :)

TO DO LIST.

To sound like rain
and drown in a drain
To break all chains
that cause such pain
To be a lot less sane
and as plain as Jane
To sing like Cohen
a song for Marianne
To board that train
that runs in the fast lane
To be more of a boon and less of a bane.
and look at things with fresh disdain.
To sound like rain
and drown in a drain
To break all chains
that cause such pain

Growth.

I feel under-developed today.

"What the world really needs is more love and less paperwork."

I neither understand the politics of love nor the economics of it.

Do you?

Do you know what dreams i sleep with?
what my taste buds relish?
about the heart that my heart just can't resist.

Do you know which song my lips love to hum?
why my liver longs for rum?
about the touch that makes my fingers go numb?

Do you know about the beat that leaves me with dancing feet?
and the tears that leave my eyes,
that i hide under the sheet?

Do you know about the wings i use when i wish to fly?
the color of my smile
when i am up above the sky?

Do you?

Then why the fuck should I do you?

Small is Big. Big time!

Big car
Big house
Big dreams
Big spouse
Big job
Big couch
Big B
Big pouch
Big boss
Big mouth
Big words
Big pout
Big room
Big blouse
Big mac
Big mouse

Have you tried anything small lately?

Log out.

The world is made of spams and scams. I am getting out of here!

They call it Therapy.

Retail is not therapeutic to suicidal farmers.

Second chance.

Despite Bharat Bandh
Despite dirty politics
Despite nuclear deal
Despite GM crops
Despite Naxals and Salwa Judum
Despite the corporate mafia
Despite Coco Cola
Despite BT Brinjal
Despite polluted Yamuna
Despite forest degradation
Despite melting glaciers
Despite capitalism

IT RAINED.

You know why?
So that we can wash away all our sins and make a fresh start.

Rehab.

They say, the person you love is 72.8% water.

Well, Mine was 72.8% alcohol and 27.2% marijuana.

No wonder i got addicted.


I am off drugs now.

Life needs a script.

"Why isn't my life like a situation comedy? Why don't I have a bunch of friends with nothing better to do but drop by and instigate wacky adventures? Why aren't my conversations peppered with spontaneous witticisms? Why don't my friends demonstrate heartfelt concern for my well being when I have problems? ...I gotta get my life some writers."

- Calvin from Calvin & Hobbes

Thought-control

This voice in my head.
This voice in my head.
This voice in my head.
This voice in my head.
This voice in my head.
This voice in my head.
This voice in my head.
This voice in my head.
This voice in my head.
This voice in my head.
This voice in my head.
This voice in my head.
This voice in my head.
This voice in my head.
This voice in my head.
This voice in my head.
This voice in my head.
This voice in my head.
This voice in my head.
This voice in my head.
This voice in my head.

I want it to go mute.

Separation

Sometimes you want the distance to be more than six degrees.

IT'S AN EMERGENCY

I want

blueberry nights
post secret no.5
watering sky
cheerful good bye
lucky no.7
stairway to heaven
snow in my city
policemen on duty
Buddha with a frown
a personal clown
yellow in my room
M.J.'s walking moon
bicycle ride
a smile in my mind
musical chairs
flower-scented air
CMYK Warhol
mint without a hole
stupendous man
recyclable beer cans
origami birds
mango in my curd
and
a whole lotta love
a whole lotta luck
a whole lotta love
and a whole lotta luck


Please donate generously.

CAN CURE

My tumor of humor saves me from this cancerous life.

What color am I?

I am Pantone 186 C.

Why don't you write to me?

I long for postcards.

Her Life in her Own Words

I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.

I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.

Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.

A wise girl kisses but doesn't love, listens but doesn't believe, and leaves before she is left.

It's better to be unhappy alone than unhappy with someone.

I've never fooled anyone. I've let people fool themselves. They didn't bother to find out who and what I was. Instead they would invent a character for me. I wouldn't argue with them. They were obviously loving somebody I wasn't.

We should all start to live before we get too old. Fear is stupid. So are regrets.

If I'd observed all the rules I'd never have got anywhere.

I want to grow old without facelifts. I want to have the courage to be loyal to the face I have made.

A career is wonderful, but you can't curl up with it on a cold night.

I've never dropped anyone I believed in.

The trouble with censors is that they worry if a girl has cleavage. They ought to worry if she hasn't any.

I am involved in a freedom ride protesting the loss of the minority rights belonging to the few remaining earthbound stars. All we demanded was our right to twinkle.

It's all make believe, isn't it?

-Monroe

UP IN THE AIR.

I want to be baggage-free.

Fuck those brands!

I can 'just do it' without wearing Nike.

Stop selling your stupid stuff to me please.

Advertising.

They give you fast cars but don't tell you that they come with traffic jams.

High!

All men are drugs. Sometimes, they bring you down. And sometimes, they get you so high that you forget about the ones who got you down! :)

With a little help from Carrie Bradshaw from Sex & the city!

I don't owe God
- Jamie Foxx in The Soloist.

CRASH.

My machine and I crashed at the same time.

Diagnosis. Malfunctioning of mother and mother board!

Love is so overrated

and the grapes are sour!

words.

The best words are very short ones because they try to collect nothing but themselves, they are not subject to remembering and recollection and in that way are incapable of fooling anybody. The best words are the words that don't seem like words at all and thus can't be used for telling the truth.
- Purple

But then,

What about love? Just these four letters convert most of us into lovefools.
What about sex? A sequel to a series of lies told to get one into bed.No?
What about orgasm? Don't we know that we fake it almost all the time?
What about God? Have you met him?
What about truth? Fictional.
What about lie? Non-fictional.
What about us? We don't exist.
What about you? A liar.
What about I? Are you kidding me?

The best words are very short ones because they try to collect nothing but themselves, they are not subject to remembering and recollection but they are quite capable of fooling anybody. The best words are the words that don't seem like words at all and thus can't be used for telling the truth. Because they are used for the purpose of lying. It's true.
I swear. ;)

Dear Future

Come as you are, as you were
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend
As an old enemy.

P.S. And I swear that I don't have a gun

Pill me up!

There is a pill for sorrow
a pill for tomorrow
a pill for sleep
and a pill that helps you weep

There is a pill that gets you high
a pill that gets you by
a pill so that you can dream
a pill for an entire team

There is a pill for beauty
a pill for puberty
a pill that kills all fears
and a pill as effective as beer

There is a pill for every reason
a pill specific to seasons
a pill that lets you fly
And a pill that helps you die.

Roll it!

Have lungs, will smoke (up).

Home

a place where the heart resides, a place to nest, a place to imagine and to be oneself, a place to keep secrets, a place where private is not public, a place that is built on dreams and relationships and forces greater than ourselves, a place where some things are kept out and some are kept in.
- Purple (the book that I flip through when I am feeling blue)

Fantastic Four.

There is always one mad person in every family. We are truly blessed to have four in ours.

Surrealism

Surrealism is the magical surprise of finding a lion in a wardrobe where you were sure of finding shirts.
- Magdalene Carmen Frieda Kahlo Calderon.

exit.

" I hope the exit is joyful and i hope never to return."
— Frida Kahlo

and never to return.
and never to return.
and never to return.
and never to return.
and never to return.
and never to return.

Ya know!

ya know...

i am a happy child but a lonely one
a dance gone wild, a lola on run

ya know

i don't look before i leap
i say fuck you without a beep.

ya know

i love to travel far and wide
i am the blue of the ocean, the high of the tide

ya know

i search for love in the strangest of places
i feel like a bomb decorated with laces

ya know

i think like a prostitute but act like a priest
i believe that beauty is skin-deep for the beast.

Men!

If you can't get them by their hearts, get them by their balls!

DEATH SHOULD DEFINITELY DO US APART.

If I ever die a premature death
Promise me you will fulfill my only request.
Bury me under a mango tree
and leave me alone with the birds and the bees.

I do not wish to be visited by any of you guys.
because loneliness for me is a blessing in disguise.

Google knows everything.

Oh really?????

So tell me google..

Why is the color of my money not green enough?
Why is the air that i breathe not clean enough?
Why is the heart that i have not mean enough?


And tell me google..

Why is the sleep that I sleep not long enough?
Why is the bond that I need not strong enough?
Why is the crime that they commit not wrong enough?
Why is the song that i sing not song enough?

And also...

Why is the age that I am at not teen enough?
Why is the sight that I like not seen enough?
Why is the guy that I love not keen enough?


Google knows everything eh?
Well, Not enough!

One Most Incredible Thing to Do Before You Die

LIVE.

AMEN.

Dear Lord

please give me enough strength to save myself from

big city lights
jokers and parasites
useless client fights
pests and pesticides
boring saturday nights
non-flying Kites
men in tights

THE NUMBER GAME

The phone number. That's another thing. Its just a collection of digits, after all. Who'd have thought it? That a set of numbers can cause pain. Such pain. Every time.
- From the book I am reading.


Numbers can cause pain. Such pain. Every time.

Like
The number of times he'd promise to call and never would.
The number of times he'd promise to meet and would not show up.
The number of number plates you'd scan through to find that one plate with familiar numbers.
The number of lies he'd tell you with 'To be very honest' in them.
The number of women he'd screw, with you being one of them.
The number of pills you'd pop in to pop him out of your brain.
The number of messages you'd delete to erase him from your cell memory and your memory cells.
The number of sleepless nights and months and years you'd spend so that you can stop dreaming about him.
The number of thoughts you'd want to stop thinking so that you can rethink your life.
The number of times you'd run away from the places that would bring back the memories of his place in your life.
The number of times you'd fight your past with him to have a future without him.
The number of years you'd wait before you can stop waiting for him.
The number of tears you'd waste thinking of how he used to make you smile.
The number of times you'd try to move on and would still not get anywhere.

and yes,
The phone number. That's another thing. Its just a collection of digits, after all. Who'd have thought it? That a set of numbers can cause pain. Such pain. Every time.

Big time.

IS IT ME YOU ARE LOOKING FOR?

a maid in the morning and a prostitute at night
an ear to your problems but a mouth shut tight.

an attractive showpiece at a reasonable price
a tandoori chick who can cook dal and rice.

a nurse to your diseases, a pill for your plight
23/f/del,slim and tall but shouldn't exceed your height

a non-working, homely partner for life
Me? I will kick your balls, if you ask me to be your wife.


FUCK YOU!

SIN.

"To each his sin."- don't remember the sinner who quoted this.

A PLACE CALLED PAST.

I lost my HEART
in a place called PAST
And I will never go back to find it.

It took me a while
to forget what I had lost
I am heartless but I just don't mind it.

Because i am happier now
away from the PAST
and i am never ever gonna rewind it!

WHO IF NOT YOU?

No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may.
-Buddha

QUOTE UNQUOTE.

One should change one's life as one changes the channels on the television.
- This diary will change your life.

MY LIFE.

My life needs a script that comes with a song & dance sequence.

DOESN'T GO.

Sometimes, I travel far and wide
to leave the terrible pain behind.

And when I happily board the train,
I find the pain
sitting comfortably in the upper berth of my brain.

Sanity has a price tag.

It takes a whole lotta pills and a crazy medical bill to help one stay sane. Phew!

STILL BLOWIN' IN THE WIND

How many malls must a woman shop from before she can bid consumerism good bye.
Yes, n how many cars must a man drive in before he gives his fucking feet a try.

How many brinjals does my stomach need to try, before I can digest Monsanto's lie.
Yes, n how many suicides should a farmer commit, before he can bio-diversi-fy?

How many forests are they going to clear out, before they realize they can't breathe.
Yes, n how many mountains will they flatten to mine ore, before they bury themselves deep.

The answer my friend, as explained by Bob Dylan, is impenetrably ambiguous.

ITS ALL IN THE MIND.

This terrible pain in my head.
This terrible pain.
This terrible terrible pain.
This pain.
Its terible.
This terrible pain.
Its in my head

PARACHUTES

We all need to take our chances to know if we can reach our destination safely.

P.R. TACTICS!

The caterpillar does all the work and the f^&*ing butterfly gets all the publicity!

-an old saying (minus the f^&*ing)

I feel.

I feel so fucking random!

As usual.

ITS NOT EASY.

EVEN COBAIN NEEDED COCAINE TO ATTAIN NIRVANA!

a stoner
a loner
a lonely stoner
a stoned loner.

Words of wisdom.

Men's pride is situated in their scrotums.

I asked him what his work was. He answered that he devoted all his time to his political activities... He was undoubtedly busy with the diplomatic relations between his testicles and women's breasts.

When the snake gets old, the frog gets him by the balls.

-from Marjane Satrapi's Embroideries.

Beautiful writing!

Tell me.

Would you care to live without a care in the world?

faking it.

i can fake happiness but it leaves me unhappy!

I like my type.

I like my skull tshirt
and my eyes wide shut
that alcoholic thirst
and love over lust
Charlie Brown in Peanuts
treating life like a slut
cleaning blanket of dust
and chains full of rust.

Reporting from God's own country.

The sky is the new ceiling.

FROM NOIDA TO NO IDEA

"When you don't know where you are going all roads lead there."

I am going.

Who? Me?

Am i a poem or an equation?
Economic boom or a cost-push inflation?

Am i a curse or a compliment?
Your morning paper or your mid day supplement?

Am i a command or a wish?
Will you store me in a bottle or serve me in a dish?

Am i a line or a dot?
Will you treat me like silk or a car-cleaning cloth?

Am i a jpeg or a giff?
River Kwai or just another bridge?

Am i happy to be me?
Or is it you I am trying to be?