unleashed - almost

i`d filled "Dastiism" in the title of this blog.. but before i could preach.. a certain rendition of maeri started playing.. and in came nostalgia bundled together like a haystack with " wat ifs " and wishful thoughts.. *sigh .. 'dastiism is holding on'.. hopefully in my next post i shall venture into a doctrine unprecedented and unexplored by mankind. A code... a sense of being.. a state of acheiving and a dipiction of preception. I shall unravel the mysteries of what, why and how coupled with resolute and ancient theories like the " Two Woman Theory ", " Solid Theory" and many more. Let this posting serve as a caution, a warning if you may.. Dastiism is not for the weak hearted and the moderate. Let me pose a conundrum to you, why do you think man has not figured out the meaning of life? Because if the meaning was figured out, then ' life' would cease to exist and then purpose will take birth. Friends.. foes.. Dastiism will impregnate you with purpose.

E.T.A 2 Days.. - these days..

2 days till my exams finish..


i was walkin around just a face in the crowd..tryin to keep myself out of the rain..
saw a vagabond king wearin a styrofoam crown..wondered if i might end up the same..
theres a man out on the corner.. singin old songs about change..
everybodys got their cross to bare thes days..
She came looking for some shelter with a suitcase full of dreams
To a motel room on the boulevard I guess she's trying to be James Dean
She's seen all the disciples and all the wanna be's
No one wants to be themselves these days... Still there's nothing to hold on to but these days..
These days - the stars seem out of reach
But these days - there ain't a ladder on the streets
These days - are fast, nothing last in this graceless age
Even innocence has caught the midnight train ...
And there ain't nobody left but us these days..
- These Days - Bon Jovi

Cant wait to say Good bye to the longest days of my life ..Champions league final tonight.. final exam tomorrow .. dillema.. but i`ll hold through.. i wonder how long it`ll be till i realize im bad at sayin goodbyes..

e.t.a 2 days

2 more days left till the inevitable .. this chronological plague : final examinations .

But there's still tomorrow
Forget the sorrow
And I can be on the last train home
Watch it pass the day
As it fades away
No more time to care
No more time, today
But we sing
If we're going nowhere
Yeah we sing
If it's not enough
And we sing
Sing without a reason
To ever fall in love
- Lost Prophets -

i cant wait for the summers to begin ; if for just to be able to act on impulse.

Happy Birthday to ME! =D

happpyyyy birrthhhdayyyy toooo meeeee ... happpyyyy biirrthhhdaayyyy tooo meeee...... haaapppyyyy biirtthhhdaaayyyy deaaarrr meee... happpyyy biirrrthhhdaayyy tooo mmeee...! =D yayyyyy!!! not many people remember my birthday.. got a few calls.. but i dont blame `em.. im not one to remember birth dates aswell =] .. but watever... YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!

dear diary

what is a blog ? why do we write `em ? does this make me the metaphorical proverbial little girl who starts the end of each night with " dear diary " ? This is all noons fault..i`v become a wuss.As long as im in this confessional mood ; I LOVE BSB !! WOHOO ! :D ..
so Intreaking! (*star treck android flashback !) that im criticising myself for writting blogs while writting one! *hah.. irony.. my weird friend.
These days im trying to fininsh my perp for my contract law exam, but while doing contract , the criminal law book starts looking really interesting (vice versa otherwise!) . So anyways everyones so caught up in their studies these days trying to remember hunderds of cases for each subject.. but here i am doing my " dear diary " for the day for no apparent reason other than providing me with an excuse ( intellectual stimulation) so i wont have to back to the " table" (cf the chair - capital punishment) . the only case which seems to stick in my memory is that of " Pithum Vs. Hehl " maybe because it sounds funny ..because nothing really interesting happened in it. But there is this case ; its regarded as theft if you pickup abandoned golf balls in a golf course because they still remain the property of the club , so this genius dressed up in a frogman costume , jumped in a lake and gathered lotsa golf balls and when they caught him he said they cant possiblly hold animals responsible. its very stupid, yes, but let me tell you.. when your locked up in one room surrounded by books and an ugly wallpaper.. it really makes your day when a case this stupid comes across ! i finished reading the biography of Khushwant Singh ; Truth, love & a little Malice .. brilliant book! that man lived an interesting life and wrote it even more interestingly ! i came acorss this stanza by Iqbal .. which inspired him when he hit rock bottom... it read :

Jahaan mein ahle-eemaan soorat-khursheed jeetay hain
Idher doobey, udher nikley ; Udher doobey, idher nikley

i understood it quickly because of the translation in english which was provided in the book which i dont remember ! but it kinda means that a man of faith cant be held down for long, he goes down in one instance and rises up the next.

supernova...she said

supernova...she said
React.

How it all began

"choose life. choose a job. choose a career. choose a family. choose a fucking big television. choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers...choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a sunday morning. choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit crushing game shows, stuffing junk food into your mouth. choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than a embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. choose your future. choose life...." - Trainspotting -

Im a free spirit .. shouldnt be held down.