November 13, 2010 by ronsin. No one knows when you screw up. But then you run into the risk of living in constant gutted feeling of being untrue to oneself, of living a false life. This is what has been haunting me since the last many days. I had promised myself that I will publish a new post on my blog. Living at a phase difference of pi. Thaare rahiyo o baanke laal.

Rehne de aasmaan, zameen ki talaash kar. Sab kuch yahin hai, na kahin aur talaash kar. Har aarzoo poori ho toh zine ka kya hai maza. Zine k liye bas ek wajah ki talaash kar. Sunday, 14 September 2014. Days come and days go. But on some days, not so. People come in life for a reason, a season, or maybe just One Day. Well, sometimes even 7am to 7am is good enough to blow you right away. Hold hands and lay we, in the brook by the sea. My heart trembles, as a hint of cleavage I see.

A Roadie will never understand this. 2 You brushed only 31 teeth. 3 You talked for only 25 hours with her on a day. 4 You told a truth about her. 5 You wore a pink shirt and not the baby pink one. Well this list could go on till the world ends.

A blast a day keeps peace away. I am sorry for a very depressing post. My life has been paused since the end of mid-sem. I have done nothing more remarkable than gulping down quite a few cans of Amul Coco. As always this post is also being written with the aim of me making myself feel a bit better. In the name of God.