doldrums

life is a game that no matter we do.... no matter what the outcome is ....we have to play.
aaj solid pakk raha hai..... there is a war inside the head.... no one is suppose to win this war... no one is suppose to loose this war.... she is playing football with my heart in my head.. i am just a mere spectator..

songs played in the background are also from the movie.. Life in metrol...rishte to nahi... rishton ki parchahiya mile....yeh kaise bheed hai.... bus tanahayiya mile.... .... na na naa..na na na... naa naaara....

i wish i cud do some voodoo...and make a difference.....i need a frying pan ...

these days there is some problem with the SMS delivery ... my boss sends me a sms in the morning... asks me to send achievements and figures... the whole phacking day...i dont get any sms... jab apun sone jaa raha hai... by midnight... or sometimes aur bhi late ho jaata ahi.... then jab apun must sapne mein apsaraon ke 7 poker khel raha hota hai..tahbhi harami cell phone bajta hai.... bozz ka sms padhke... gand tight ho jaati hai....boss uses BSNL ..i use airtel... i cant blame others...i am not good at buck-passing... i am still learning that art.... it takes time...then in the night...i get all charged up... kal se nayi shurwaat.... and kya bolega... tum doston ko... kal se nayi shuruwat nahi...kal shure-waat ( sure waat) lagne wali hoti hai....

then i chuck everything and plan to sleep...but tab tak late ho gaya hai.... boss will think... this chudiot ( chudiot is nothing but a chutiya + idiot ) is lazy...useless... no hope... fit for nothing... all they want is a MT or any Jr ...who is like a cap with elastic... one size fits all.... but those kinda "one size fits all " things are hard to find... even condoms dont fall in the category....


chucking everything... the temperature... is on the decline... it must be close to 40 degrees today...but it felt as if the temp was less than 35 degree.... aadat ho gayi hai abhi....... the brain gets fried....and the kidneys dont have to work hard these days.. all sweat...no pee.....work is getting a lot more simpler..... routine ... gali khaO...gali do.... hanjee hanjee karon... hanjee hanjee karwaaO....


useless... this will continue for quite some time.. ill shut the fuck up by posting the lyrics of a song... which as of now ..is close to the heart and make the heart go... numb.... and serenity for the mind....


when will i stop letting her play football with my heart..in my head... ? ?






Last Chance to Evacuate Planet Earth Before It Is Recycled - porcupine tree
[Written by Steven Wilson of porcupine tree.. . ]


PS: i thank nidhi patel for introducing me to porcupine tree ... girl.... u rock...


[a) Winding Shot (Summer 1981)]



If you fall asleep with me
You can dream and drowse
The miuntes turn to hours

We could climb a tree or two
And watch the sun go down
Upon our sleepy town

After all the time I spent with you
Summer went away
And we just weren't the same

It's just you and me alone
Not grown ups but not kids
You kissed me on the lips

[b) Last Chance to Evacuate Planet Earth Before It Is Recycled]

Let me say that our mission here...at this time is about to come to a close, in the next few days.

We came form distance space..and even some might call some part of a different dimension and we are about to return from once we came.

It requires that you need to be moved into that evolutionary kingdome that you leave behing everthing of human ways , human behaviour , human ignorance, human misinformation.

If I have to entitle this day it would be the last chance to evacuate planet earth before it is recycled.

Last chance to evacuate earth before it is recycled.

killah song....

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