Monday, July 24, 2006

i will survive.....

ok enuf of the goody goody me. its time to get nasty and let my emotions run high and bitch abt the world. ever since i came to the US ive seen a lot and had to go thru a lot. every once in a while, i get an unpleasantry jolt that brings me face to face wid the harsh realities of life. and in this past 2 years ive seen a lot, experienced a lot and learnt a lot of lessons too. and quite recently as a week ago, i learnt another harsh lesson. never trust anyone. ok now thats a really scandulous thing to say. so lemme put it in a toned-down version. never have any kind of expectations from any1.
dheres no such thing as "trust" when it comes to business. in business the only things that matter are partners and profits. no place for friends and favors. to succeed in business ppl delve in lies, deceit, lack of concern for human emotions, loss of morality, hypocrisy and downright bastard-ism.
they have an amazing tendency to put up this perfect gud-natured and lovable side and yet be a complete motherfucker behind those oh-so-fake front. but wht my foes dont realise is that i aint no sissy either. and i can beat them at their own game, in a more convincing manner. the joy in defeating ur foes at their own game is jus beyond any comparision. right now i can give up anything in the world to look at the faces of my foes when and if they realise the damage i caused them.

i guess its time for me to tell the world, I am a Mallu and I am a Scorpion, and u better not mess wid me. I may have been a victim, but I am also a Survivor, so FUCK YOU world....

Friday, July 21, 2006

music for the soul

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say......

Time by Pink Floyd - in my opinion the best composed song that this world has ever witnessed. everytime i listen to the song - the count of which now cud be approaching a million - i enjoy it like i was hearing it for the first time. and everytime it never stops to amaze me, of the sheer brilliance sorrounding it. how can those men conjure up such a worldly wisdom in so simple a style and turn it into the most ear soothing music, is a question that still need answers.
much has been sd abt Pink Floyd over the yrs. i wudnt even think of doing a music review of these Holy Men. i wud leave that to the experts. coz all i know and care is that i jus love their music and it levitates me into a different world. ive never got high on pot, but i guess wht it means to be in a state of absolute bliss by hearing Time or for that matter Breathe and Money, infact i wud say Dark Side of the Moon... err...wait lemme jus say whenever i hear Pink Floyd.

Pink Floyd is proof enuf of God's Existance.

the better things in life...

i wanna start my blogging on a positive note. and it dint take me more than a second to decide on the one postive thing to write abt. in a life filled wid common-place, boredom and nothingness, "she" really has given me a reason to exist. "exist" i shud say is an understatement. she brot reason and purpose when she entered my life. a sense of direction and a cause to live and die for...
no shez not a magician who changed my life into a fairy tale. she dint obliterate my sorrows or heal my wounds. but she was like a monsoon, that brot great amounts of happiness and sorrow and left me completely soaked.
when i am wid her...which is rare...i can jus comfortably shut da fuck up and listen to her talk, blabber, or argue in general abt nothing or jus watch her go abt doin her routine, and still feel closer to her than ever b4 - a quality that ive never seen anybody else possess.
every couple feels that they are "made for each other" and that they cudnt be happier wid anybody else, or that their love interest is "da best in the world". i wudnt dare as argue on that, after all thats when u call it "true love" huh?
most ppl dont realise the meaning of a true love. ive seen ppl fall i love coz their partner can make them laugh any time of the day, or that they can talk on the phone for hrs together, or coz they have similar likes and dislikes. but dat i guess this is not the true defnition of a true love. true love is all abt giving you moral support at the worst of times, abt making you look beyond ur failures, abt telling u that no matter the failures u are still a hero in my eyes. its abt judgin ur mood by the tone of ur opening words - be it over the phone or online. its abt standing by every decision u make, right or wrong, jus coz she trusts u in whtever u do. its also abt willingness to make the most unthinkable compromises to see-you-thru, in times of turmoil and desperation.
thats when u feel the world is not such a bad place after all...and dat there are a few things that are worth living and dying for...

a late entrant

and finally... the blogging community sucessfully entices another victim into its web. for years this valiant soul had fought hard against being taken-in, wid all might. but i guess i was waging a loosing battle...the end was near. the foes once again proved that their war-strategies were fool-proof. boredom and inaction...thats wht gets u in the end.
so here i am...bruised, tired and completely lost. now wht??? i feel like "alice in wonderland", or better still Neo in a compter program. i guess im to write stuff that makes loads of sense to me but utter nonsense to my readers. the bigger and greater the nonsense the better the i heard.
ive spent the last one week reading blogs of complete strangers. the blogs ranged from random musings on a meta-physical level to utter nonsense on a daily-chores level. from mind-blowing to complete pedestrain, from personal tastes to no-holds-bar-rantings.
this only added to my confusion. wht to write? but i guess the answer is "jus be urself" and write shit in general. i dont want to labeled a rebel in the blogging community by being a maverick. so i mite as well walk wid the herd.
so here i am, bloggers of the world, wid my very own personal random musings....