exhilirating

"The fearless are merely fearless. People who act in spite of their fear are truly brave."
heh..u can see how proud i am of this feat..please humour my vanity..

insomnia

what's wid google and its mindless language settings huh? an insomniac cant even log on widout feeling inadequate..i dunno hindi..y rub it in my face? takes me ages to figure out how to change the language..hmph! who designs all dis i ask..is it one of dose ppl proclaiming hindutva..?
like coelho sed..the universe conspires with u..does it now? i alwaz get d feeling..the universe ends up conspiring against me..ah well..
nw see this..gotta get up early tmrw bt sleep eludes me..evry1'l say watz new..dint u just proclaim the insomnia..bt wot kind of insomnia forces a lazy procrastinating slothful piece of flesh pick her ass 4m d bed..switch on the light..go 2 another room and log on..of course to be subject to google cruelty..
and to think my insomnia drove me 2 write a blog..y aint ne1 online at 3 am? i yearn for some sign of life..of signs from the divine..is the earth repugnant at this hour..oh there is my mouse..was wondering where it went..the divine sign divulged.
sorry san..m sure dis is not what u had in mind 4 a blog..
dont wana leave dilli..m so much in love wid dis city man..just love roaming the spaces..the ridge..cp..ihc..dilli haat..nsd..campus..oxford..big chill..qba..yum! m hungry nw..n hw cd i 4get my mecca..tc..less than a fortnyt..dont wana go..love it complete wid the ass pinching, the behens and the maas, the autowalas n the bluelines..i love metroo!!! and the fact that dilli gals r supposed 2 b fast..and guys desp..plizz dnt kill me..m an insominiac on the prowl..

Mind Wanderer

alone in a crowd
lost lookin at the map
dreamy durin quarrels
curious when i cry
my mind is an individual
who makes me envious
the ultimate nomad
among my emotions
the uncrowned rebel
in my dreary existence
the ubiquitous distraction
in all my meandering
my mind is a foe
which makes me formidable
cruel to its neighbours
ever demanding
procrastinating the inevitable
graspin the implausible
ingenious to itself
obtuse to the rest
complacent in its being
my mind is my confidante
which defines me