So, I won. :P
3:1.5 ?! :)

Good win. :)
Now, let's see the actual outcome.

Yes, so if you do not know how to love me the way, I want you to love me, then you do not love me at all, IMHO.

You are free to think whatever you want.

I turned you down so hastily
And it’s tearing me apart
In my heart of hearts I’m screaming
In my heart of hearts I cry
And it’s cold
So cold

So I found you
Found a way all through
The quiet cold of inner darkness
And now that you're here
It becomes so clear
I have waited for you always

Today, I went back and read our oldest conversation. And now I can almost feel you here, sitting on the sofa at the back of me, listening to music and playing with your old old phone.

I forgot, which one was it ?

Still at it. :)

Very very consistent.

All my life, I've thought I didn't have an ego, till yesterday.
They've proved it.

I guess, I'm glad.

..times have changed and now I find I'm free for the first time
feel so close to everything now
strange how life makes sense in time

I spent 12 hours straight at work. :)
Haha, what fun. :P

Today was so like B'lore, it was SO cloudy and windy, still is.
And, I have not slept, and I'm off to work.

Good times.

And I would freeze if you ever asked me, that was my way.

Dhurrrrrrrrr, abar din gona shuru, I hate waiting. :| :'( :(

Sometimes you put walls up not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down.


Nostalgia for what we've lost is more bearable than nostalgia for what we never had.

Now should you expect to see something that you hadn't seen
In somebody you'd known since you were sixteen;
if love is a bolt from the blue, then what is that bolt but a glorified screw?
and that doesn't hold nothing together
Far from these nonsense bars and their nowhere music it's making me sick
And I know it's making you sick
There's nothing there, it's like eating air
It's like drinking gin with nothing else in
And that doesn't hold me together.

But for one crowded hour, you were the only one in the room
And I sailed around all those bumps in the night to your beacon in the gloom
I thought I had found my golden September in the middle of that purple June
But one crowded hour would lead to my wreck and ruin

And I know you like your boys to take their medicine
From the bowl with a silver spoon
Who run away with the dish and scale the fish by the silvery light of the moon
Who were taught from the womb to believe till the tomb
That as far as their bleeding eyes see
Is a pleasure pen, meant for them, builded and rent for them
Not for the likes of me
Not for the like of you and me

And for one crowded hour, you were the only one in the room
And I sailed around all those bumps in the night to your beacon in the gloom
I thought I had found my golden September in the middle of that purple June
But one crowded hour would lead to my wreck and ruin

Oh but the green-eyed harpy of the salt land
She takes into hers my hand
She says, "Boy I know you're lying
Oh but then, so am I,"
And to this I said "Oh well."

Well put me in a cage full of lions, I learned to speak lion
In fact I know the language well
I picked it up while I was versing myself in the languages they speak in hell
That night, the silence gave birth to a baby
They took it away to her silent dismay
And they raised it to be a lady
Now she can't keep her mouth shut

And for one crowded hour, you were the only one in the room
And I sailed around all those bumps in the night to your beacon in the gloom
I thought I had found my golden September in the middle of that purple June
But one crowded hour would lead to my wreck and ruin

For one crowded hour, you were the only one in the room
Well I played a few songs for those bumps in the night
In fact I played this very tune
You said, "What is this six-stringed instrument but an adolescent loom?"
And one crowded hour would lead to my wreck and ruin.

Assumptions !! *nods head*

Alright, may be I was wrong. But it's not too late. We'll wait and see. :)

When the silence beckons,
And the day draws to a close,
When the light of your life sighs,
And love dies in your eyes,
Only then will I realise,
What you mean to me.

I'm seriously depressed, now.

I don't know why SKIP happened.
I don't want to go there. No.

I want week days off, NOT weekends. I hate Weekends, officially.

So, is it Malaria this time around ?! :|

Monday, 7pm.

Once I was someone new I was chosen for a while then with time I am changing at least that is what they say..

So, the whole Calcutta seem to be online, today. Blinking red.
All hail, Bandh !! :P


This is a hate song just meant for you
I thought that I'd write it down while I still could
I hope when you hear this you'll want to sue

Oh it's a lonely life in my empty bed
And it's a quiet life that leaks from my head
These are the last rites
The line is dead

Yes, I'm hearing voices too
And I'm more cut up than you

Was I ever crazy? Maybe. Or maybe life is... Crazy isn't being broken or swallowing a dark secret. It's you or me amplified. If you ever told a lie and enjoyed it. If you ever wished you could be a child forever. They were not perfect, but they were my friends and by the '70s most of them were out living lives. Some I've seen, some never again, but there isn't a day my heart doesn't find them.

My playlist:

1. Last kiss Pearl Jam
2. Are you there- Anathema
3. Exit ghost- Faderhead
4. Ain't no sunshine- Bill Withers
5. Ever- Team Sleep
6. 2wicky- Hooverphonic
7. Blindfold- Morcheeba
8. July- Katatonia
9. Leaders- Katatonia
10. The diary of Jane- Breaking Benjamin
11. Zombie- The Cranberries
12. Strange and beautiful- Aqualung
13. Humanity- ATB
14. The scientist- Coldplay
15. Extraordinary way- Conjure one