This is the happiest i have seen her in ages. A thousand thanks to the person who captured this pic...
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
I want to go back
I Want To Go Back To The Time
When GETTING HIGH Meant On A SWING,
Not PROMOTIONS.
When DRINKING Meant RASNA ORANGE,
Not BEERS Or WHISKEYS.
When DAD Was The Only HERO,
Not DEPP Or TOM.
When LOVE Was MOM’S HUG,
Not The GIRL / BOY-FRIENDS’.
When DAD’S SHOULDER Was The HIGHEST PLACE On The Earth,
Not Your DESIGNATION.
When Your WORST ENEMIES Were Your SIBLINGS,
Not Your MANAGER.
When The Only Thing That Could HURT Were BLEEDING KNEES,
Not The TEARS Falling Down Your Cheeks.
When The Only Things BROKEN Were TOYS,
Not The DYING HEARTS.
And When GOOD-BYES Meant TILL TOMORROW,
Not For YEARS & YEARS.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Hike... Eeks!
Got my hike. The first of my life. The last one that had happened had a different flavor to it. I had been plotting a revolt, a change. But to admit the truth, i am not sure if i should be happy or if i should be sad. The figure on the paper says 10%. It should definitely make me happy because i was expecting a lot less. But then is it a lot given the fact that i had got pay doubled 500 days ago.
Had been expecting a bonus, a promotion, i don't know, something. It didn't happen. I guess i am not satisfied. NO, I am not satisfied.
I want to smile but the conversation in my mind about dada and my life and that of maa and baba is still ringing in my head. It was pain that had pent up for 3 years. With our bitter lose in the case against dada and the sweet victory that he bought for himself has left my heart torn, which would mean that maa and baba must be in tatters :(
I am not satisfied, i am not happy! Why does it always happen that when there is something momentous in my life, i fail to feel the happiness or the excitement involved. Want to go home, want to go to sleep on my bed. Very tired...
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