Just got one of these

The big race

Ever felt that surge of thoughts running through your head that compel you to take stock?

It feels like that NFS underground game- you're travelling at a break-neck speed, you can see the bright lights around you; they're pretty to look at but you can't make any sense out of them.

You're travelling at great speeds and you love it, but why the hell are you going so fast? What's the fricken' motivation?

Why the hell should you be part of the race? Just because you happen to be on the start line and the numbers 3-2-1 come flashing on your screen? Just because all the others around you hit the accelerator when it comes down to 3-2-1?

Let them race. I'll park my car in the pit-lane and go catch my favourite burger with chilli sauce and a soda.

Nicotine Dreams

You take a drag.
Feel the high.
Blow out the smoke.
What's left behind is a smelly butt and lungs full of poison.

Why

Why blame?
Why not accept, look in the mirror and give yourself a smile.

Why look for a punchin' bag?
Why not take a moment, think over and start afresh.

Why dread the punches?
Why not wipe the blood, and keep going.

Why be lonely?
Why not take yourself out to a movie, a dinner and then a smoke.

What if?

What if you fall so hard,
It kills pain itself?

What if you fail so bad,
It's an accomplishment in itself?

What if you hate so much,
You start loving hate itself?

What if you try so hard.
You fall just before succeeding?

What if you sin so much,
Redmeption is not on option?

What if you be with so much passion,
You are your own planet?

I don't wanna work ! WAAAHAAAAA Sob

How many times I've felt like putting of my cell phone and sitting at home.
Felt like coming to office but spending 10 hours lounging in the cafeteria.
Like coming dressed in a jumper on a Monday.
Not dressing at all on a Friday.

Like saying Woohoo! when the system crashes.
Shouting Show Me the Money! when it's 1/x/yz.
Saying Eat my Shorts when I'm given a task.

Discussing chocolates and Scarlett Johansson in team meetings.
Debating advantages of smoking over not.
Of sleeping over working.
Of breakups over pregnancy.

Aye Caramba!

I'm Bart, who are you? by NoHomers.net

Muhammad Ali

"I've seen George Foreman shadow boxing and the shadow won"

"I'm so fast that last night I turned off the light switch in my hotel room and was in bed before the room was dark"

"There are two things that are hard to hit and see. That's a spooky ghost and Muhammad Ali"

"I done wrestled with an alligator, I done tussled with a whale, Only last week I murdered a rock, injured a stone, hospitalized a brick. I'm so mean I make medicine sick"


Before The Rumble In The jungle October 1974.

Ecstacy

2/13/07, 05:50 AM: Two chunks of Toblerone
2/13/07, 08:10 AM: A Snickers mini bar
2/13/07, 08:20 AM: One Dark, one Kisses.
2/13/07, 08:30 AM: Ecstacy. MMMMMMM....Chocolate....AGGHHHGH

-Someone please suggest a title for this-

When the road ahead is long and lonely,
When the one behind is lost but yearned,
When now is just an abyss of nothingness,
Will you walk with me?

When disillusion overthrows enthusiasm,
When regret shadows the light of life,
When every breath I fear to breathe,
Will you cry with me?

When my reflections fail to recongize me,
When my evolution I can't fathom any more,
When I am mass more than soul,
Will you smile at me?

When life doesn't make sense any longer,
When moments that I refused come to define my life,
When the life that I lived adds up to only a void,
Will you live with me?

When I finally realise the futility of it all,
When life comes across more as an accident than design,
When death seems more a journey than an end,
Will you dance with me?

It ain't over 'til it's over.

Promising to get better

In about 3-4 months, I'll be shifted another team.
You know what that means? No night shifts!!! No working weekends!!!
Better still, I'll get to do some pretty good work - Hopefully :)

Thank You

For believing in me when no one else did.
For sticking by me when the world ran out.

For holding my hand when I felt lonely.
For lending a shoulder when the tears didn't stop.

For listening to my nonsense, which somehow made a lot of sense to me.
For comforting me when the realization finally dawned.

For supporting my ambitions, with cynisism nor doubt.
For praying a prayer, for me and only me.

For calling me up, and letting the lid blow.
For calling again, and apologizing for the freak show.

For confiding in me, your resentments and heartaches.
For starting afresh, for deciding to move on.

For calling up and saying, that you can't make it today.
For calling up and asking, can we meet today?

Note to Self

Contentment is happiness.
Ambition is resentment.
or
Is Contentment stagnation
And ambition the kiss of life?