Scrapbook 2

Yeah...My mood has been "busy" for the past one month or so and it still hasn't changed.Maybe a change can be expected from December 21 because thats when my winter hols are to begin.However,i am "busy" only at home where i got loads to study..but i am as usual jobless during class hours!!I dont give a damn to whats being taught expect during maths and probably electrical and electronics classes.During my physics hour,as i sat dreaming on the last bench i thought of writing some shit that came to my mind.Then,i came up with a few lines of shit written by me having the picture of NEO(in the Matrix)in a scene where he is caught between the two worlds.The idea is that he is suffering from a 'coma' stage.The background and the situation and the entire idea of that scene caught me dreaming in Physics class.(I dont know how that particular picture entered my mind when there was some serious discussion going on!)

Anyways...this is the shit i came up with...

I was there
alone and isolated.
I had no reason to fear
and perhaps,would be remain there till i rest on my deathbed.

I had none for company
nor was i in need of it.
I had to earn and spend no penny
and i wasn't getting bored of it.

I wished the real world was more like this
for i was caught up in the matrix,no way out.
But most of you guys would be pissed,
though not me,for i love to be lonely.

I felt like a hero
though there was none watching me.
But,here i am literally a zero
feeling as if you are waiting to get rid of me.

I realised that i could indeed dream in a dream,
which only suggested that i retained my consciousness.
Despite that fact,i continued to live my dream,
which is strictly for guys with a sickness.

Yeah,i am sick
or atleast i pretend to be so
the sickness of enjoying being lonely
and yet i love it for my sickness ain't no common.

I have no reason to smile,
nor did i know that tears were salty.
Yeah,i was living my life
until i woke up to the real world!


Oops...seeing me scribble something my physics sir thought that i was writing the derivation i was actually supposed to.

Scrapbook

I have been really busy with academic work that i hardly get time online and another set of 'unit tests' will burden me come december 10.
I came across an awesome one-liner this past week..and i was wondering how do people come up with such amazing stuff.Anyway,here it goes..

'Death is hereditary.'

Before i shut down..my blog is celebrating the fact that there have been 1000+ page hits.I consider this as a feat indeed.I know that very very few people(maybe 1 0r 2?)would have taken something into their minds reading my posts.Whatever!

Yet,i thank all those for visiting my blog,those who had the patience to read through my shit,those who dropped in your valuable comments and finally a 100 thanks to me!!(As i would have contributed atleast a 100 pagehits).