She's Got The Looks...

In the city of angels, someone with average looks is more illustrative. It is the rareness which defines beauty… Defined as the different, the desired or the untouchable...

You & Your Agents...

She still gives me the same seductive winks from the other side of the class which I always try to resist or pretend to miss. It will be a lie to say I don’t enjoy the process but what interests me most is the more attention I get from you after her each session. The heated competition is all ok with me but I don’t know how you get me to confess each & every time that you are my only one.
I am getting the feeling that girl is nothing but your agent forcing the words of reassurance…

A Different Miracle...

The president of the few is on TV tonight. A self-confident look on his face as he describes what he has decided for the country. Ambitions of one, endangering all. The diplomacy of destruction. A single decision affecting lives of the population in general.

A click on the remote & yes there is a war-movie on tonight. Guess that's what I prefer to watch...

And in the hospital the doctor visits the next patient at 2:23 a.m listening to his every word, trying to save a single life with his single decision.

A single decision we call it but I guess that fails to donate the intended definition. It's a miracle...

No Dream No Nightmare...

My life has become an exciting complicated unwritten tale full of foolish mistakes.

Somewhat a skeptical enigma to myself, trying to confront the unpredictable. There are obstacles of various shapes and forms, trying to tie me to the ground but my exhausted limbs somehow manage to make way for my wounded corpse, carrying my burnt out spirit through what is described as life.

The trees grow, the rivers flow & there is the scarey tic-tac on my watch, insisting there is not much time left...

A Simple Wish...

Wouldn’t the scenario of life be much sweeter if it goes as true as Winnie the Pooh? Where there is no need to think matters out, where it is so easy to say what's flying in your mind, where it is possible to live...

Autumn has truely fallen...

Yeah, yeah, it is autumn, leaves fall down on roads, lovers walk hand-in-hand like romantic movies of 80s & stuff but pleasant is nothing but an alien to me this time round.

This fall, fall has fallen on me or maybe I have fallen into fall.

Most of my colleagues graduate today after years of living together & I already feel like a leaf-less tree without them. Have stopped all the clocks around me & forbidden them to march, have taken all necessary precautions but still doesn't seem to be working.

It is all so strange how all the leaves on my tree will fall tomorrow just when autumn begins & yet there is no true hope of re-blossoming when spring returns. I wish I was an Ever-green for a better-look through autumn...

Katrina only a show...

The news is talking about Katrina and the number of casualties. Then there are images of a used-to-be town affected by it's rage.

Deep down in my mind I thought;
An illustrative power-show of what women can do when in anger?
Still chills, shakes & shivers haunt me...

About Hurricanes

For hundreds of years, hurricanes in the West Indies were named after the particular saint's day on which the hurricane occurred. An Australian meteorologist began giving women's names to tropical storms before the end of the 19th century. In 1953, the U.S. National Weather Service, which is the federal agency that tracks hurricanes and issues warnings and watches, began using female names for storms.

In 1979, both women and men's names were used. (probably due to some real-storm in the organisation forcing changes ;-))

A Heart that Hurts Is A Heart That Cares...

He woke up with a cold sweat on his body. A killing chest pain. He had noticed the change in his heart's rhythm.

Anxiously entered the hospital. He could feel the same beats within.

Through their stethoscopes doctors could hear it clearly but hesitated to approve what they thought. Perplexed they finally decoded the message. His heart was crying her name…

It's Not Fair At All...

Who was the first to limit emotions to females!? Has it been due to the brave faces men put on & women’s sly acts?

No one ever puts a grasp on the fact that men die younger due to Heart problems in comparison to women!

Coincidental!?

Hey cut the crap & get real...

Marriage has become a habit rather than an eternal vow towards perfection. One lives to marry instead of marrying to live a better life. Finding the person to complete you is rather a dull joke found only in ancient books or lame Hollywood movies.

The concept of marriage has become more like a business, a mission, a test full of unknown answers not to mention some seeing it only as a ladder towards success.

Our animal side has overshadowed the venerable part. Seems the Darwin chain is taking steps towards the beginning…

It's about time...

According to my watch you are hours late for our date! Oh well maybe my plan did not work when I set my watch 12 hours ahead as my heart cried your name.

Still don't get it! As technology advances, why don't they just make watches with a higher speed??

It has been several hours & minutes since you gave me this watch to treasure every moment of our relationship. I am left staring as the seconds pass by, still trying to calculate the seconds in an everlasting love...

You innocent-looking criminal!

.... and the lawyer shouted aggressively; " I accuse TIME of mass-murdering the human-race through out history your honor."

Then from the other side of the court he heard the response; "Your TIME is up sir. We don't have Time for your nonsense! Shall TIME show mercy on you!"

The only rational explanation is;

we have developed watches as guardians of time to indicate the wasted moments, time of murder, dates to refuse, the amount of delay & the steady march towards the unknown familiar destination...

Let the party begin...

Whenever there is a party I am super-energetic. I can imagine us dancing closely as I will have to repeat teaching you the steps all over again. It is not the dance that pleases me but the "It's Nothing" I will reply every time you step on my feet. Yet I confess I know you stamp your feet on mine intentionally but our eyes keep the secret alive.

How long should I await the next invitation!?

Hurry there is a fight...

"... & now ladies & gentlemen for the next fight I give you the middle-eastern fighter with a suspected nuclear-weapon in his hand fighting against the mighty legion of western businessmen with advanced nuclear missiles & loads of political tricks up their sleeves."

"The gladiators will fight to death and may the winner be awarded with oil."
"let the battle begin"

and up there in the stands the attendants cheer to witness death, torture & pain.

"Wow did you see his head blow out??"
"I loved the part that man was slautered..."
"but I think that side is right. They must kill those bastards..."

...and the cheers blow out as the scene gets bloodier...

"Oh he is using an Uzi machine gun! I think he should use a gernade..."
"Nah, he better bomb the place..."
"but that won't kill as many..."

After a while the weaker falls. The crowd roars in satisfaction.
Shouting; "Kill, Kill, Kill..."

The emperor stands from his throne and yes, it is a thumbs-down. Not for disapproving murder but for ending the dreams of a helpless human being.