Back, I rise from the ashes of a bad term-end's aftermath... Tagged! by Swapnil, Chiranth, Vinay and read by a few others who prefer art or music to blog-words as their preferred mode of expression, I feel awright. Here goes... reminds me of the multicolored slam-books of yore.
I am thinking
I could have done better than that. I should have had better than this.
I said
I believe... I am not obsessed
I want
To see the world, before making one for myself.
I wish
I was 25 years old. Umm... make that 24.
I miss
My nostalgia
I hear
Bhagwan speak into my ears that Forward Rate Premium equals Interest Rate Differential.
I wonder
If I will need to fallback on my fallback, and if it IS after all a fallback.
I regret
Forgetting... everything.
I am
Analytical.
I dance
like Mithun... say some. They call me Disco.
I sing!
I cry
when I have to absolutely.
I am not
sorted out about my priorities yet.
I write
so that I can reach out to myself
I confuse
Phoenix with Sphinx... which one rose from the ashes?
I need
to sleep less.
I should
stop dreaming about what's already real.
I finish
by tagging Shivangi and P ... (who won't tell me the blog address). And being almost last in the game, everyone else is already 'taken'.
Thursday, August 03, 2006
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