tryst with trust...

if its so fragile then why the hell does it hold so much importance in our lives? y are we so conscious and aware of it? if its meant to be broken then why so much brouhaha over 'having' it or building it in the first place?? and then feeling terribly hurt when its gone! funny..aint we? we build, break, betray and expect trust as and when we want, with whoever we want...so much abuse of such a tangible commodity? the moment you make a promise you've broken it and the moment you wonder if its gone..you need to know...it was never meant to be there in the first place. anger. frustration. self-pity. options galore! but then, a wise man told me last evening that everything in life is actually a phase...in the very 'this too shall pass' manner...accept it, face it and live with it. what goes around...probably comes around. in fact, definitely comes around. so expect..with all your heart....the worst! worst sounds bad...but its not such a bad word i tell you. it just prepares you for a lot of things, it strengthens you...head on. the tryst with trust shall continue...

earthshattering!!!

am going to write something earthshattering today...have decided. enough of hearing the chak de song and not doing anything about it. enough of sitting back and admiring others. enough of enough. now...is the time. im expected to have arrived. motivation at 27...er...almost 28 shouldnt take much...then where's the drive? the fire? i can feel it burning inside but i want to see the bright orange flames now. there's very little time...it waits for none and im running out of it with every passing second. my clock will soon be empty..it needs to be resounding with my victory...the next few hours need to be 'my hours'. the time is here...then where am i? quickly...i need to find myself and head for...for....,,./////.....@###...alright...my time's up

whats missing?

a tunnel of emotions...or a funnel of a human, how exactly can i describe myself right now? figuring out...have never felt this incomplete in life ever. last night, i had the entire bunch of my favourite people in office over...we sat chatted, had a 'blast' as they say...but then, i couldnt run very far...the emptiness just loomed large around me. the more i'd try to run the more 'quicksandish' proportions it gained. by the end of it, i gave up, i was hollow.
i have always believed and opined that 'one' incident, one person or one thing in should not determine your entire life, its like standing on a wooden raft that might overturn any moment. just that 'one' wave...will then be held responsible...for no real fault of its own. but then, this is like waiting and giving in to that 'one' wave. suicidal? no, as long as it fills into you...into the hollowness, just let go. the wait will soon be over, but then...am i going to miss the void? the emptiness? the hollow me?