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Thursday, September 29, 2005



meri adhoori kahani


nuthn hurt at tht moment. it all went smoothly. both of us said bye to tht already disintegrating situation. numbness had settled in a long tym back. i thot it wudnt hurt. it didnt! we parted, not gracefully, but we did part...
i dunno where to go frm here. mebbe i was never good enuf. mebbe i wus jus too available. men tend to be lyk tht. how was i supposed to knw this happens in friendships too? how the fuck was i supposed to know????
numbness steeled in deeper wen he became friends with another of my friends. i was used to tht. i cud never understand. why did he do all that? i cudnt ask him... everytime i mentioned this, he wud ask me if i wuz being jealous. this was bad enough. i was never being jealous. jus very confused. was i in lacking somewhere? he became good friends with my friend. she askd me abt him. wat cud i say? infact, i never did say nethng. he did her assignments. he had never done mine. he posted on her blogs. he started msging her and then another friends. i cudnt complain. we had gone different ways. he started being friends with others too. my gap was filled. i was replaced. then numbness lost. heart ache returned.
my scraps buks kept filling with evrithing other than his scraps. my lyf went on without his reminders. i started handling my situations without his calls. my dad had a stroke. i didnt cry. i didnt shed a single tear. i went on. i took him to the doc appointments. i saw him goin for his physiotherapy. i went to the university. i continued my studies. i went on. i didnt call him up. i havnt calld him up.
i dont plan to either. i changed. something inside me changed. the hurt and the pain changed it. a cuple of my friends are in constant contact with him. this is bad enuf. something has happened to me. i dont know wat. ive turned cold... frosty mebbe. emotions dont effect me now. i see people cry infront of me. i just turn away. my sympathies are not there for them any more. i dont have many pictures on my wall now. i dont believe in dreams coming true now. i dont believe somebdy cud love me for who i am. besides, i dont even remember my original skin. huh.
and i dont blame all of that on one person only. on him only. no. how can he be responsible for all of this? lol. its me. i know. the fact i dont miss him anymore scares me. but i dont. but yes, it feels as if a chunk of my heart is cut off. its hurts constantly. that slow hurt. where you dont recognise the pain. but u identify wid it.
he cudnt find any magic in my words anymore. my mistake was i stopped believing in them too. that's wen evrything flew away with the faith. i know sumbdy today who's ready to be by my side for the rest of my life. i dont believe him. i start joking wen he turns serious. isnt this wat lyf is? a big ugly joke?
*this is for smbdy who doesnt read my blogs anymore*


When the Shit Hit the Fan... 5



Monday, September 26, 2005



hollowed silences


the weariness grows with each second. how can i hold on? how can i still believe? is it wrong to ask the same thing some body else mite want? how do you know the demand and supply chain? how can i be sure?
im being selfish. i want my friends to stick around so tht i wont hafta face all of it alone. alone? its such an estrangled emotion. a tear for fear? hmph! not sumthng worth whyl. is my soul being etched away? am i in danger of becomin a robot? how bad is it to swear? who defines normality? fuck.


When the Shit Hit the Fan... 1



Monday, September 19, 2005



AssAsinAtion

A sickening thud
Few drops of blood
Stale blood stars mar the earth
Moon shies away, blind folded
Rocking crib, cringing witch
Lap goes without love...

A massacre has occurred
Murder committed!
An attempt gone horribly wrong
Innocent executed at what cost?
Strangled breaths in gasps
Shaken voice n accusing eyes...

As fairies watch the birth of betrayal
Pages are inked, history is made
Sand gums with every shed ruby
Time ticks
Arrows cantankerous
Nature stunned, humanity numb...

Beer swag
Incompleteness follows
Souls... hollowed!
If death of one, sorrow for none
Death of all
Should be mauled??

*Rooj*


When the Shit Hit the Fan... 3

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