Archive for the 'Frustration' Category

It’s hard to find a reason to go on living once you find out the pointlessness of being. Of course, one could still go on enjoying the blue skies, the gentle breeze, the refreshing rain, the colorful flowers but then again, the futility of it all eventually comes around. You just want to scream it [...]


It’s amazing how the Indian Parliament can give Bollywood or even Hollywood a run for their money… brilliant lines, amazing acting, seasoned extras and a splendid script. No doubt it’s already been declared a hit many times over.
I’m watching it live now… the climax just keeps on building.
Watch it live here.
Update: The Prime Minister’s speech [...]


This is not a scathing review of The Dark Knight. In fact, I agree when they say that it’s the best Batman movie made till date and I actually doubt if a better movie could be made and a similar star cast be chosen again for the Batman movies.
But I don’t agree when they say [...]


Read-Only mode

14Jul08

‘… and he made me see what an asshole I was. He smashed my head on the ground and a moment later I heard the crunching of my bones as they crushed to smithereens on the hard dirty surface. I tasted the blood oozing out from my splintered lips and felt the broken teeth by [...]


Roaming the unnamed streets of the Old Town,
gazing up the mossy walls,
I knew my words were coated
with the moss of falsity.
Roaming the unnamed streets of the Old Town,
looking down the slimy gutters,
I knew my soul stank and was
full of filth.
Roaming the unnamed streets of the Old Town,
breathing in the air heavy,
I knew my sins were [...]


Finally…

09Jul08

There have been no cases of unaccountable poltergeism since the last two days. The changed locks have done their job it seems, keeping at bay the unseen intruder(s). But that still doesn’t explain the voices. I still hear them infrequently, at no particular time. They come and go after brief interludes. Maybe it’s all happening [...]


Day 3

08Jul08

The locks have been changed. I doubt its utility if the unseen visitor is already inside the flat. I was surprised to find volumes on the internet detailing how people had been living in other people’s flats for half a life time. I searched the whole house yesterday night. Thoroughly.
The fear is still around. I [...]


Strange things have been happening. I could swear that there’s someone else present in the house. I find things out of place sometimes, wet towels, unwashed dishes, strewn papers… inexplicably open cupboards and misplaced books. Why only the other day when I was having a bath, I heard a voice from the bedroom. I turned [...]


19th May, ‘08 - 0530 hours - I slept fitfully last night. GBS, Ms. T and BP are still sleeping. The journey’s drawing to a close. I wish the train wouldn’t stop… the stations would just fly by and the train would go on for ever. It’d get boring after a little while though. I [...]


17th May, ‘08 - 0530 hours - It’s difficult to come to terms with the fact that our stay at Leh has come to an end. Going back seems almost impossible now, the codes, the cubicle, the machine, the mails… they mock me with an all-knowing smile. How much I wish not to, I’ve got [...]