Deliverance..

10.30 PM
I saw her across the bar..  Her slender fingers were playfully swirling the straw in her drink, Sex on the Beach, I thought, from the color of it. Her hair went down to her shoulders, let free and was a beautiful burgundy. I wanted to go up to her and start a conversation but she was way out of my league. So I kept to myself and got back to my friends for the usual banter. Nevertheless, my hopelessness kept bothering me.  I was fighting with myself to remedy my despair. Soon, it struck me! I knew of a cure..and I was already drinking it. Haha.. yes.. It's alcohol. I was almost finishing up my second drink of the night and was feeling pretty good about myself.
I was ready. I didn't care if I was I going to return defeated. I dove into the cold water. Into reality.

11.00 PM
She was still there..innocent, beautiful. I approached her and said. "Hey, do you know today's 'Hug a stranger day?' ". She looked at me weird, then cracked a smile from the side of her lip and retaliated, "My mom always told me not to talk to strangers". I took the hint, and whispered in her ear, "Why don't you hug me first, and then I'll tell you my name". She laughed at the remark and hugged me and whispered in my ear, "I'm Anna". She smelt like lavender. I then acquainted myself and told her the whole story of me chickening out half an hour before. She told me about herself and I realized how awesome she was. We spoke about music, life, religion, astronomy and almost every topic I loved speaking about. I had her in my spell (Little did I know then, she had me on hers) Later, she introduced me to a couple of friends who I really wasn't interested in. So, I made some small talk and turned to her and said "Do you want to go somewhere more silent. My vocal chords will split open if we keep talking like this over the loud music". She asked me where, and I winked  "I have the perfect place for us star gazers. Trust me".

12.30 AM
The stars never looked so wonderful. I was lying beside a gorgeous girl, and looking at the vast night sky, sleeping on the hood of a car. I remember visiting this place while we were on our way to see the Leonid meteor shower. This was a little corner tucked away on the side of a highway and if you'd stop here and turn off your lights, you could see the night sky the way it's supposed to be seen. I was surprised that she trusted me enough to drive me to this dark highway without worrying too much.
We just lied there, lost in nature.. I turned to her to ask "Why did you trust me even though I never told you where we were going?". She replied, "I don't know. I just felt a strange connection". My eyes were fixed at hers.."You know, you are really amazing. I can't think of any else I'd rather be with right now."..She looked right back at me with her hazel eyes. I felt she saw right through me..My palms involuntarily crept on hers. My heart was beating faster as we moved in closer to each other.. our faces inches apart.. I looked deep into her eyes and before I know it, our lips were touching. And there it was, the most memorable kiss of my life..

1.30 AM
I remember listening to Floyd on my stereo, smiling, laughing...lost in the cloud of smoke that filled my room. The scenes seem to just flash just for a moment and disappear. My guitar in her hands, her smiling lips, the feel of her palms...

My eyes opened to a blank ceiling in my apartment..The sunlight coming in through my window blinds hurt my eyes..Then I felt my fingers reach out to the side of my bed. There was no one there.. I didn't want to believe it was all a dream. I covered my face with my hands swearing that this whole reverie was a lie..a figment of my imagination. I shook off the feeling and tossed over my bed. The pillow next to me, it smelt like lavender...

"The hardest part of letting go..is saying goodbye" - Dave Mustaine (Megadeth)

*Ends*

Back from the hiatus.

Hello my dear bloggers!!!


I seem to have spend quite a long time away from this sphere. 
Wow. World never stays the same. Does it?


Blogger has gone insane with the amount of options to beautify your profile. Instead of being a complaining brat, I've done quite a few changes to my profile. Hope you guys like the new look!


Now, where do I begin..
So much has happened between the last time I've posted and the present. So many stories to write about. Some worth reading, some worth keeping a secret, and some just plain weird.
Today my bro, who also happens to be my best critic, asked me to get back to blogging. Respecting his request, I'm urged to continue blogging.

I recently found a new passion. Photography. Whoops. There you go. I said it!
I used to use this phrase "Everybody seem to think that they are good with photography as soon as they own an SLR". Curiosity eventually killed the cat. I ordered a brand spanking new Canon Rebel XS and bam!! In about a month, I was  taking excellent pictures (at least I seemed to think so). Never realized that I'd fall into my own stereotype.
Why did I suddenly have an eye for nature's subtleties? Why did I look at reflections of light with a keener eye? How did I suddenly understand better vantage points while taking a picture?
Did I have all these instincts before I got the camera? Did it bring out artist within?

I was sure that I wasn't taking good pictures. But I definitely understood and respected the lens a lot more than I used to. I was now willing to learn the science behind pictures, dwell into the specifics of how it all adds up. 
I suddenly found a new reason. The reason was to acquire knowledge on a concept, a set of ideas, which previously I was totally oblivious to. A few more months of practice, and I saw my skills improving, evolving, picture by picture. I also have to mention that the Canon shutter sound is quite addictive (I might have taken hundreds of pictures just to hear the shutter.)


Before I knew it, I was cursing myself to why I even had the stereotype of SLR + people = Good pictures. My retrospect provided me with an answer. The SLR is brilliant piece of technology. It brings out the inner learner because of the amazing prospect it holds. Every beautiful picture you capture will be like a pat on your back. With each click, a sense of achievement, no matter how small it seems, will add up to take the shape of a new passion..one of the few unique emotions of being human.


"Which of my photographs is my favorite? The one I'm going to take tomorrow." -Imogen Cunnigham


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The Last Air umm.. "Mind" bender..

Well, hello there...

I've been hiding from the writing world for quite sometime now.. But no more.. no more I say! :P

Bogged down with work, research and other social commitments..I rarely got time to play my guitar too. But I promised myself that I would take time out to do things I like!

So, here we go again..

Last night, I convinced two of my good friends to go to the midnight premiere of "The Last Airbender" directed by M. Night Shyamalan. We all know who this freak is.. Don't we?

We took the tickets, went to the stand pipe and were amazed to see there's a huge fucking line.. I'm not kidding, the line was so long, that by the time we went to it's end, we reached the parking lot!

I told myself that this probably was normal, as I din't go to many midnight premieres.. After standing there for almost an hour, we were let in and after some running around, we got awesome seats. We were super excited for the movie to begin.

Five minutes into the movie, I noticed that the actors looked dry and the screenplay was pathetic. I thought I was judging too soon and let it go..

well, to everyone's disappointment, the rest of the movie was WORSE.

The movie was so lame, that you could hear giggles all over the theater.

Hell. One guy even "flipped the bird" to the screen before he exited the hall.

The actors weren't given enough reel space to show their potential (although, I doubt if they had any..). And what is up with so many desi actors.. The guy who played the role of General is an Indian comedian for heaven's sake. His serious dialogues and expressions made me laugh even more!

For all the cartoon-to-action movie lovers out there, stay away from this movie. Mr. Night Shyamalan ruined the movie in every possible way.

And the best part is, he's planning to come up with sequels for this. Hope someone else will take over the director's chair and save us from the misery of watching the next chapter of one of our favorite cartoons get wasted.

Oh.. btw, I lost two good friends last night.. :P

I'm pretty sure they'll kick my ass when I'll say "Lets go to a movie tonight" the next time!

“No good movie is long enough, and no bad movie is short enough.” - Roger Ebert

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Reckoning Day

In about 2 weeks I will be in Hangar 18, fighting the Holy wars with Five magics when I'm on the Dawn Patrol. I shall Take no prisoners even if Poison was the cure. And this Lucretia will result in a Tornado of Souls. Finally I will Rust in Peace..Polaris.

All this was My creation.

"Everlasting life for me, in a perfect world. But I gotta die first" - (In my darkest hour) Megadeth

*Ends*

Death.

I was shivering against the cold breeze swaying across the dark, vast canyon... Like a nomad, I was walking with no sense of direction but each determined step after another, I kept moving. The sky had no stars. Just a big white moon. It was mocking at my solitude. No one to love. No one to hate. I kept walking. Suddenly I realize the soft sand beneath my feet disappeared and there was cold stone. No trees. No life anywhere around me. Serenity.

I came to the canyon edge. I could see a beautiful , grey river far across. I looked down and the black abyss looked promising. I looked up at the bluish silver sky for a moment and jumped. Tears started rolling down my cheeks. My entire past flashed across my mind.

All the ambitions and desires seemed so small. Everything I ever did, seemed like a mistake. I wanted a chance, just one chance, to do it all, and do it right.

Time came to a standstill. Suddenly there was a feeling like never before. Nirvana. I closed my eyes and let the feeling take over.

And then there was black.

'Look at the lost souls, they seem so black' - Testament

*Ends*

Wasted!!

One of the those nights where things seem to go completely right but you know that if they work out, will result in a disaster. I might not remember a word I wrote today, although thanks to the spelling check, I'm not going to make a single mistake! ;)

Today was a very different day. Thoughts started flooding my mind and my whole past flashed across my mind, reminding me, more importantly making me realize however unfortunate your life seems to be, you always have a disastrous past which you overcame and owned all the dark parts which tried to take over your strength!

Glad I came back to the place where everything seems wonderful but nothing is! ;)

Back in black, bitches!! Chew on this.

" Don't go on without me. The piece that I represent complements each and every one" - ('Til We Die) Slipknot

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It's a wonder...

Hey there, my co-bloggers. Something was different last night. Very, very different. And from that moment onwards, my bloggin instincts have been killing me to share it. So, here we go

ahh. oaah. yeah.. cmon.. just one more... aahh.

I was pushing myself harder in the gym lifting that dreaded weight in hope to build some muscle. ( Ok, if you thought of something dirty, even before I even started with the sentence, you aren't a pervert. Nothing to worry! :P ) . I got a call from my bud asking me to get ready in another hour. I knew we had a plan to go to watch the Leonid meteor shower. As we all know it , the visibility in the city sucks coz of the light pollution, blah ,blah and blah. So, we decided to head off to a lake. Got home, had a quick shower and was sitting waiting for the call like a school boy ready on his first day or school. ( Yes, I love astronomy. Show me the night sky and i'll try finding constellations instead of just enjoying its expanse.) After they picked me up, all of us were excited and followed our all-reliable directions from Google map. But, this place wasn't easy. Lost our way couple of times and as my friend rightly put it, *fucked all the road rules along the way*. With help from our directional instincts and a dozen phone calls, we reached the lake.

Oh, I forgot to mention, it was one of the coldest nights in the city, but the chill din't stop us. We got down the car..And there it was. the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. The dark night sky studded with stars like jewels. Oh, what a view it was. For the first time in my life, I actually saw the sky, gaping at it and forgot about everything else around me. All of us just stood there, without a word spoken, lost in another world. No wonder the astronomers curse the cities for light pollution.

After the excitement settled, we giggled and ROFLed (literally) on some of the most random and *not so funny* things. In a word, it was just perfect!

After a while, adding to this simple WONDER, thin streaks started going off randomly across in the far east of the sky. The Leonid had started. All we could hear were the 'ah, did you look at that' , 'ooooh' and nothing else. we along with a few other enthusiasts who came to witness this marvel din't go home heart broken. We wen't back heart stolen. The nature just took us over making us realize few things in this world of ours are not meant to be missed.

Some people call it fate, and others call it luck, but I call it a choice. You have to choose and give nature a chance to treat you for those choices.

The sky does not seem the same anymore. "Goodbye, blue sky.."

'The grass was greener.. the light was brighter.. With friends surrounded, the nights of wonder..' - Pink Floyd

*Ends*