Have taken quite a few bad decisions in life. But I wouldn't wholly blame them for my current plight. That's where that loathsome thing called luck (or is it bad) luck? Are these two, separate entities?) comes in. To trample upon whatever is left after that wrong decision of yours ruins what could have been less harrowing an experience. Its a sadistic contest between the two of them - decisions you take, or are forced to take, and luck(or the lack of it).
But with the right (or wrong) combination of the two, you can be sure that you will be banished to eternal damnation. Well, I think I am almost there.
But then again, when things get so badly fcuked up, there comes a phase when you loosen up. The things you had come to despise so much, suddenly stop bothering you. And its a fun feeling. At least I am having fun...
After a more than hectic depressing week, it felt so good. Had been preparing scrolls and scrolls of documents, staying back in office till midnight, sometimes skipping dinner, and then continuing early the next day, something I had begun to abhor from the time I got into my first project (Damn you, CMM 5Certification!). So when I found out that I'd be going to TCS alone, I was already elated (I have seriously begun to fall in love with solitude).
Was listening to Kryptos while simultaneously trying to read "The Ground Beneath Her Feet", on my way to TCS today. And all of a sudden something just came over me, a brief spell of pure euphoria. Don't know what did the trick, the music or the book, or maybe even to an extent, the bus ride. And as I walked down that dusty path, the sun scorching down my neck, towards that hideous structure of glass and Steel, I couldn't help but let that faint hint of a smile creep up my lips. The music/book or both, did it's part well.
Just wanted to speak out.
Well, by this time that feeling of bliss is beginning to fade, so I think I'll stop for now, till my next dose of the same.
Now Playing:
Track: Way Out Of HereArtist: Porcupine Tree
Album: Fear Of A Blank Planet
Vaidu’s classification: Progressive/Ambient/Experimental
how i wish i cud ignore wut u hv written n jus stick to how well u hv written, but d point is this....it looks like a dream...not an illusion...this oasis....n a dream is not when we r dead, but when we are alive...may be in a different state of mind. so it's upto u when u want a lousy preset alarm to kill this dream, wake up--apparently. so a dream is what the deepest realities of ur being are, not the realities of life. ask the creatures who live in a desert and u'll know wut reality is...donno if they even make it to the oasis .....and u say it's momentary???
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