there comes a time...

there comes a time ... there comes a time that wont ever stop for you...

there comes a time when alcohol becomes the best friend .. your worst enemy...

there come a time when food becomes your first love when you want wish you were on a diet...

there comes a time when cigarettes become your basic need .. needlessly...

there comes a time when you hate your job but you hate your long weekend more ...

there comes a time when you can buy sex .. but you would rather stare at the sun...

there comes a time when rock'n'roll makes your heart at peace but your mind at a war...

there comes a time when love is abundant but all you need us ego massage...

there comes a time when you fit exactly in your own shoes but they give a shoe bite on your soul...

there comes a time when your stomach is bigger than your heart...

there comes a time when ice cube melt faster than the passing phase in your life...

there is a time when your mind works faster than your hands... only out of phase ...

there is time when you want time to stop... but it moves swiftly as always...

there comes a time when life on the other side looks... greener...

there comes a time when time moves real fast and your life seems at a standstill....

there is a time when you want to catch your childhood buy all you reach out is your middle age...

there comes a time when God whats your love but the devil gets your anger...

there comes a time when your see a well known stranger in the mirror...

it is when .. you know the time is right for everything to be not right but not wrong either....
it was always this way.. but you and I were to naive.. or too smart to ignore the basics of life..
this is what we were taught when we were young.. this is what we were taught in school.. to believe in ...

but there comes a time when we realize .. when we wake up... come to our senses... dumb-folded...
there comes a time we try to sort things out.. only to get more entangled .. more stuck and more occupied...
and then time runs out.. the end is always the same.

the end is sweet and its peaceful. PERIOD.

raKH05041982

... then alcohol kicks in...

so yet another day when i realized how i live in the world i have created in my head... and built walls around me... my mind

the room is filled with my own fancy imagination.. thoughts that wont come true in my real world... may be... may be not in my created infectious world...

life gives chances to wake up... break those walls... reach out...  hold those who seek your hand... bank on those shoulders that are real...

but then alcohol kicks in...

cements those walls in mind... builds those walls stronger.. taller... and life goes on...

to dream is not a crime... and to dream all the more is not a crime... dreams paint those walls.. 

but then alcohol kicks in...

blurs those dreams... shadows those thoughts... dilutes the goal...

to dream you need to sleep... and to make those dreams come true you need wake up... act!!

you try to search for the needle that points north in hay of prejudice... but in vein...

but then alcohol kicks in...

sleep goes for a toss.. and in turn dreams have to wait.. and the ones that come are intoxicated... 

intoxicated dreams.. troubled waters... walls that wont break... mind that wont escape the prison build by these closed walls..

and again alcohol kicks in... 

conscious comes in to play... reality strikes... lightening crashes...

dreams become a thought that makes you laugh... reality ridicules the mind... life gets tough.. 

and then additional alcohol kicks in...

another glass of drink is on the table... thought are clouded... but there is a silver lining...

body aches... thoughts pinch... the ice slowly melts... it reminds you of the fading breath... you feel tired..

times limited... so is alcohol... but dreams go on .. mind goes on and on in to a loop..

each loop opens a new dream.. a dream that helps you build the wall higher... clouds your mind 

and so the story goes.. you wait patiently for alcohol to get over.. so the dream can end.. the walls can break... may be collapse on its own burden..

but then alcohol kicks in..

your friends get the liquid gold... and the story never ends... somehow you take the U turn... and life starts over.. the second U turn brings you to square one...

yet another day.. yet another thought... yet another peg... 

circle of incomplete life completes. restarts. resumes. 

..

#COLDPLAY - EVERY TEARDROP IS A WATERFALL

#METALLICA - TURN THE PAGE



raKH05041982

kya kare.. majboor hai ...

There are times when you want to do more… so you strive for it!!

and then there are times when you want to do more and you crib about it!!

 and then there are times when you want to do more and you do nothing about it!!

Days come and days go… and then one day we realized.. you like to live your life during nights and not days… this happened to me not long back.. but the trauma caused more trouble than I could imagine..

So I lived my life the way I wanted… and do things you own way… in the process i ended up upsetting a few individuals and the biggest damage take was by myself…

People get pissed off because they have a lot of expectations out of you… rather they think that you are nothing but a puppet who should be in their life to entertain them …

this phenomenon gets much more applicable in marriages… you have seen a lot of movies and now you are confident that you are the hero.. and the wife is the heroine…  you expect a lot from each other but when the left hand side does not match the right hand side (LHS not equal to RHS)… you start thinking … bhenchod!! .. kya dimmage chat gayi zindagy…

but then if you get a free cookie at night… you are back to square one… pop a beer and celebrate the festival…

many a times you think since the packaging is brilliant.. the toy inside will be fun to play with.. . you like the packaging… for example a G.I. Joe.. and you put that in the hands of your offspring… little to realize whether  he really like the toy or not… if he really wants to play with it or not… but since you expect him to play with it you force him… and since the young one is always been brought up that way… he starts playing with the toy.. there is no issue.. the child really don’t have the brain to comprehend the loss and parents are happy… they feel victorious… in a way its like… all is well that ends well..

sometimes this ends up being true even for your life partner… and life to follow..

shadi kyun kiya??

Baap ne bola isliye..

Ladki??

Woh to thee naa.. chacha ne dhundi thee..

Chacha ne?? :o

Haan unki her decision papa ke liye phaydemand rahi hai..

Aur aapke liye..

Kya?? mere kiye kya??

Khair chodiye..  bachhey kyun kiye.. ??

pata nahi.. bus ho gaye.. kisi ne bataya nahi tha.. bacchey bhi ho sakte hai…

abhi kya??

pata nahi.. lekin ek baat hai.. mein mere bachhey ko engineer banaunga..

wah wah.. aap engineer .. aapka beta engineer..

haan mere papa bhi engineer hai :D

admission ka kya??

IIT hai naa… who IIT jayega.

Lekin iit to bada tough hai...

Koi baat nahi.. jab who 18 baras ja ho jayega.. tab tak govt kam se kam do sou IIT bana chuki hogi..

 waise aapka bete ko engineering pasand hai..??

nahi nahi… abhi to woh paanch saal ka hai..

aur aapne use engineer banana ka decision final kar diya??

Who kya hai.. ki misses bhi wahi chahti hai..

Oh really??

Usmein kya hai.. simple hai.. 10^th aur 12^th mein use acchey number lane hai.. fir ek chhotisy entrance exam. .. then 4 saal mein engineering…

Jitna aap bata rahe hai.. kya who utna aasan hai??

Bilkul..hamne bhi waise hi kiya tha.. 

Fir to aapki shadi bhi aise hi gayi hogi..

Haan haan bilkul..

Aur bacchey..?? (surprised)

Who bhi aise hi… bole to… raat ko mehnat jo karte the…lekin kisi ne bataya nahi bachhey bhi honge.. L

Things go on like this in many corners... and many a times they just happen… sometimes few strive for it.. . others don’t… sometimes they crib about it… others don’t… sometimes few do nothing about it… while others BLOG!!

Proud to blog!! (though actually no one actually reads it..)

raKH05041982

god is an astronaut

getting high is easy.. staying high is tricky.. and a bummer is never an option.
when you mixandmatch you need to go slow.. any which ways i am slow.. all of it makes me more slow...

slow mind floats well on important issues which otherwise elude you..music.. beauty .. peace .. women... and TIME are few topics which needs a slow mind..

listening to god is an astronaut makes my mind slow..i don't know for how long.. but i am sure for a very long time i was waiting for an band who makes me feel slow.. and thanks to amarnath..who is digging for some really amazing bands in the US... agar usne mooh nahi khola hota to shayad hi koi mujhey is band ke bare mein batata...

this trip is beautiful.. i liked the trip the mind enjoyed while listening to porcupine tree but.. it could never get me.. in total there are 5 albums and i dont know .. how to rank them.. or which 1 to recommend... all are good... zodiac is different...

but if i have to make some1 listen to giaa.. then it has to be  SUICIDE BY A STAR

and chup chap batti band karke.. relaxed mode mein aankh band karke... poora attention deke sunane kaa...

very few things in our life can tune us... and these things change from time to time.. you don't know how.. but they tune you.. and sometimes in the process .. a lot of you is destroyed.. and then a lot of new is built too.. and this continues as long as there is meaning in your life.. once the meaning is lost.. nothing remains in tune and you crumble due to gravity depending upon how much your life sucks.... lesser the better....

she destroys me and i build myself over and over again.. as of now.. no one will back out.. its going strong...havovi says she is a beef i can never taste.. i know it.. but there is no other beef i want.. i aint no hungry.. i am just stuck....

i need my daily dose of reality... and i need it daily... warna mein aasman mein chala jaata hoon.. aur jab zindagy dhakka maar ke tapka deti hai to .. zindagy khajoor ban jaati hai...

yeh saal pata nahi .. kya kya naye gul khilayega... leking accha music sunana is on top agenda..!!

raKH05041982

aasman se tapko.. khajoor pe latko..

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 a man sleeping peacefully - a sign of successful story .. someday.. absolutely someday... Insha'Allah!!

time... yet again the most important resource of our life... ppl say money is more important.. but they are wrong.. it is indeed time that is the most important... i know a lot of rich bastards who have all the money in the world to enjoy life...but no time... but i also know a lot of ppl who have all the time in the world to enjoy and do so even with very little money at hand....

now the thing that is irritating me is how i best utilize my time.. there was a time.. when i spent a lot of time ..usually early and late in the night chatting and posting mindfucked useless posts expecting a lot of likes on facebook... at the end of it i slept late..got up late... and as a result traveled for  extra hours during peak hours.. for a distance that can be covered in less thatn 45mins.. i spend close to 1 hour 45 mins....

now that i have told every1 that FBI deleted my facebook profile and i have actually stopped spending time on facebook... and eventually this has resulted into less time chatting... i have absolutely nothing to do... early late night... so sleep happens early.. getting up happes early.. i avoid traffic and reach office avoiding traffic within an hour...

when i come to office there is absolutely no 1.. so i can sit and surf.. have a T without any1 irritating me...

i am not saying this that now that i am spending an extra additional hour at office (obviously i am not working at this hour).. that my life has all of a sudden got a new meaning... buts its just that ...
mujhey aisa lag raha hai... mein aasman se tapkaa hoon and khajoor pe latkaa hoon...

a time to again mention a song that i really like...

zindagi khwaab hai, khwaab men, jhooth hai kya
aur bhala sach hai kya
sab sach hai
zindagi khwaab hai.......

dil ne ham se jo kaha, ham ne vaisa hi kiya \- 2
phir kabhi furasat se sochenge, bura tha ya bhala
zindagi khwaab hai...........
taken from JAGTE RAHO - 1956 and amazingly sung by MUKESH

raKH05041982

oh she looked so beautiful today!!!!

saw her exactly after a week....and i couldn't help my self more...all i did was stare at her... a couple of times and thanked GOD for the moment!!

OH!! she looked so beautiful today!!!

when she leaves her hair open...i want to be the breez...that play with her long black hair..  and when she is tensed i want to be the joke ... who will put a smile on her face... 


sala samay thamtaa bhi nahi hai... ooske saamne!!


raKH05041982

phasechange

life has changed drastically over a very short period of TIME... over the past few weeks....


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