Another Weekend.. and..

See the stars come joining down from the sky
Gently passing they kiss your tears when you cry
See the wind the summer blow your hair upon your head
See the rain, the falling rain, it's great
Still i'm sad

All my sounds my tears just fall into days
They are driving the night will find they are lost
Now i found the wind is blowing time into my heart
When the wind blows hard we are apart
Still i'm sad

Still i'm sad
Oh heart, i'm sad
Still i'm sad
Oh heart, i'm sad

i only write when I am drunk

these days.. thats is.. htat is, I woonly write when I am drunk..

so a couple of beers on an empty stomach can get your drunk.. what can you drunk even more is that you drink on an empty stomach.. a couple of beers on an empty stomach.. and then you feel like drinking vodka, even if tears your stomach apart.. and basically..... acidically you know you are drunk when you feel that voka tasting sweet without the chips or whatever you have to get the taste down.. or to puyt it mildly, when that diet coke starts taksting sweet..

thats all I gotta say.. one other guy who doesn't drink has calles and I have to go attend to him.. I gotta go pee..

T ya!

Budweiser has had one drink too many ( as always )

We had an apartment in the city,
Me and Loretta liked living there.
Well, it'd been years since the kids had grown;
A life of their own; left us alone.
John and Linda live in Omaha,
And Joe is somewhere on the road.
We lost Davy in the Korean war,
And I still don't know what for, don't matter anymore.

Me and Loretta, we don't talk much more,
She sits and stares through the back door screen.
And all the news just repeats itself
Like some forgotten dream that we've both seen.
Someday I'll go and call up Rudy,
We worked together at the factory.
What'll I say if he asks "What's new?"
"Nothing, what's with you? Nothing much to do."

Ya' know old trees just grow stronger,
And old rivers grow wilder ev'ry day.
But old people, they just grow lonesome
Waiting for someone to say, "Hello in there, hello."

So if you're walking down the street sometime
And spot some hollow ancient eyes,
Please don't just pass 'em by and stare
As if you didn't care, say, "Hello in there, hello."

Some life in office atleast..

"Remember, man, that you are dust
And unto dust you shall return."

since I am waiting for the codes to complete and am too bored to do anything useful and since I can indulge in crap, I will indulge.

Something useful for life(who's, I donno)

Never never never never never never regret what you've done in life. Tell me of one good thing it'll do to you - your regret. Just remember that you did something wrong, or rather did something that dind't please you, and try not to repeat it in the future.

Now the problem is when we encounter such a situation we kinda forget that we did something that didn't please us the last time around, right? So what do we do?

We make sure when we do something wrong (after the realization strikes us dead) to do something else also that'll help us remember that mistake we did, as and when such a situation arises again. Something perhaps even as ridiculous as uttering a nonsensical word aloud. Something which doesn't get lost in our dark and corrupt thoughts of the corrupt world, but that which keeps coming back to us every now and then (like doobledabble for eg (yeah mock as much as you can now, and when you think of that word again, me is whom you'll think - and perhaps curse)). Or perhaps sit and contemplate .. or just do something that you've never done before so that it stays alive in the brain.

So.. You've done wrong. You've launched a process to rectify it. And what do you do next? Just forget it. And continue with life like it didn't happen at all. Think of the best and pleasant times that you've had and do the same things now when things are a bit down.

As the cliche goes: Screw the spilt milk!

scene in a big party

the scene:
Subject 1 reaches the party entrance, sees some guys standing close to their babes with invisible rope tied between each guys left hand and the girls left waist... damn fcvking show offs. luckily guards at the entrance are holding them out.ha aha..subject 1 now gets assured inside with no incident. Subject 1 notices once friendly security guys now wielding lathis..fvcking morons..wheres the spirit for mischief. Flood lights everywhere, hitting your eyes, any prisoner going anywhere close to a gate would 've been sniped neat. Subject 1 notices many long queues assumes correctly that they are stalls for snacks and cold drinks. The smell of the snacks reminds him that he missed his lunch.
Subject 1 notices subject 2 who has come in a party shirt, oiled hair and sh!t like that...
subject 1 : dai where were you man? wtf you are showing off in your party wear for?
subject 2: did u see..look, look, look man..I am the party guy...machi just be here, I got to meet some more people, will come back in 10 mins..
(Subject 1, waits looking at the stage, the enthusiastic MC is starting to get on his nerves not to mention the glaring lights, unknown faces staring straight ahead and avoiding you..Just then subject 1 notices guys coming out of a hall with booze..tada..Subject 1 first saunters towards the hall, to avoid people noticing him going to drink so early in the party..then as the smell of the beer hits him, he breaks into rapid steps..stalk your enemy silently, he remembers reading somewhere. Subject 1 enters the hall lit with mood lights, walls draped with paintings from Victorian era, suddenly subject 1 sees a whole gang of known faces, slaps handshakes around and goes to get a beer. He gets a chilled beer, winks at the volunteer and leaves. Just then his mobile goes off...oh my love, my darling, I have hungered for your love..Subject 1 takes the call)
Subject 1: hello hi, where are you?
Subject 3: Hey I am at the venue, where are you?
Subject 1: me? well I am also in..Just came to this hall..did you know they are giving beers here for coupons..I didn't know I took two extra coupons for this!!..
Subject 3: bugger off man.. I know you are lying..you wanted to get extra drinks and you bought it, I am sure..I got 4 extra coupons that I wont be using either, would you want them?
Subject 1: (holding his sneer) Yeah okay, only if it's going waste you know?
Subject 3: okay I am coming, just wait there..
Subject 1: okay. bye.
Subject 1 puts the phone back in his pocket and takes a swig at his beer only to notice its empty already.. Subject 1 goes to a different guy this time to take his next drink and walks back to look at the paintings on the wall just to keep himself busy..There were 4 pictures on each of the two walls and after having studied them scrupulously over 3 pints of beer decides he needs fresh paintings to stare at..subject 1 walks out with a voice in his mind announcing loud and clear.. ladies and gentlemen! Subject 1 has just left the building...
Subject 1 later tanks up 5 or 6 pints, meets two friends with whom he goes for lunch everyday and leaves the party at quarter to 12 in the night.. Subject 2 dances a little while to the mix of DJ and is picked up by his other friend. Subject 3 had to carry his other friends back home who were sloshed drinking brandy brought from outside since no liquor was served at the venue.