To Where I Belong ...

Alone in the Rain I walk
With nothing but darkness flanking me,
I know not where the path takes me
Away from the blend of this monotony
Trodden with spite deceit and agony
I tread my way to
Where I belong
Where there is peace
Untainted by spite
Where there is truth
Unshaded by deceit
With faith Unshaken,
Hope Unswerving
Heart heavy and grief-ridden
The lonely road I walk
With Solitude for company…

The Tale of "MmEe"

ok... i wouldn wanna sound cliché.. but... i gotta put this down now....why do we write blogs? This is not a million Dollar Question (I swear I did not realize it was a Cliché here ;)). Ok one thing, u get time to Kill...well you can push your stupid ideologies to a lot of poor souls out there as well! and... ya..you donot know anything else worth doing !!

You know what ... I used to write Blogs on RediffBlogs before... there I wrote something that made "E" feel bad and "E" asked me to stop writing blogs... i had to listen, coz it was "E"...though my mistake was not worth this punishment. PUNISHMENT it really was one. I used to love it when my blogs get published and i have comments... it is real fun reading the comments.... and know that there is really someone out there who can appreciate your writing skills..... who would bother to write if there is no one to Acknowledge your Rambling ??

Disclaimer:

The word Rambling used in this blog is to refer only to the author's own writing and is not meant to offend the bloggers who decide to comment on this blog ;). In the case of other Bloggers the word can be replaced by the Antonymn of the word;)...(Please Excuse me for not taking the pains to give you the exact word)

Sigh! That was enough rambling :) wasn't it? ;) ok now I really didn't know what i was going to write in here when i started this Blog. See this is really the problem with Bloggers like Me. Well... I first thought I would write about my Weird Thoughts and it ended up sounding like 'warped up perceptions about life' crap, to some and "not a run of a mill thingy" for some others... i decided to take into consideration only the latter and continued writing (who would want to admit defeat) ...I wrote about how I got caught by my warden for acting drunk on the road.... The warden apparently mistook me to a real drunkard (Thanks to the La hip belles' of BITS Pilani )... drops of heaven ( that's how they are known aren't' they ?) .... and an Esteemed soul asked me to try out Vodka..." E " doesn't allow me to do so again (;)) I surely Shall when my E is Fine with It. :) ...and then the disaster happened and my "E" stopped me from writing ...


Well now now finally i decided Im not gonna listen to My E .... and miss out on all this fun .. so here I am Writing again much to the bemusement of those unlucky creatures out there reading my posts ..!!!
Yours Thankfully!!!
"MmEe"
PS: The E is the "E" of the me inside Me

PPS::) I m so happy there are no means to convey your anger on me physically after you read this blog. three cheers to the Inventors of Electronics !!
PPPS: Seriously good luck reading My Blog!!!!

24 Carat Dearth ?!?

I initially thought Oblivion was somethin to do with the teanage and the quarter life crisis where u live a life that doesn have much scope for expectation. You have completely no idea wat you are made of.....you think you are some one ... but you yourself donno who that someone is .....but now.... here is what i have to say about this crazy word which has meanings untold....

nothingness.....wat will you do...if you left at a place.... realllly hot in summers bloody cold in winters.....you got no scope of occupation except may be cultivate a few of those dry arid area vegetation... which got to be sold in some far off place...this means you have to toil and make them grow some how and then haul ass along with those stuff to some better area which has some marketing scope....just thinkin about it leaves me sulky....

I stay in one such places.....Pilani .. i am a student at BITS...I didn not realize the real scenario the natives of this place where in ... till one day... i thought ill go this place called "VFAST" where yu get this really good breakfast a bit expensive....but then the plan went in the pooper n me was kinda dissappointed ... then i went out with my friend.... to do some work.... it was to get some food from the professors... and distribute it to the children in the village....she generally called me to help her coz someone who had to come did not turn up. we started off in the cycle it was really hot right in the morning at arnd 10:00 then went to all these professors house collected food.. packed the food and started off... to the pilani vilage.. i have been in bits for four years and this was the first time i went to do this thing and i gotta see the miserable plight of these people....there were around 80 food packets.....we landed near a banyan tree and called ppl... to collect food.. soon there was a fight... grown ups and children fightinng for food.. old ppl grabbing food from children and running away.... children bein beaten up with chappals.... everything was happening before my eyes.....i just thought about the irony of fate ...i was dissappointed coz i didn get to eat out....they were dissappointed because they did not get any food to eat......how can things be so different.i still am not able to forget those little outstreched hands begging for food. have never felt so helpless before.