A Healthy Dose of Amnesia

Maybe I'm not a dreamer,
but I'm not the only one.
Twenty summers now,and I can tell
The heart's been squelched,the mind has won.


March on soldier,keep your head on
Lest you fail to hear the beats of the drum.
Foolish ponder shall not haunt you,
Trite talk cannot shake the future that is come.


But no,wait,I must confess,
Over the drum sounds a faint cry.
When it comes to you,I take 
A healthy dose of amnesia;I cannot lie.


I rebel against what is,
I forget the rules by which I abide.
I forget how good things don't last,
I simply forget..when I'm by your side.


You and I could never be,maybe.
And yet these crazy dreams,I do not deny.
For when it comes to you I take

A healthy dose of amnesia; I cannot lie.

Part Deux

Second chances.
Everybody's a criminal.
Everybody's a perfectionist.
Everybody wants second chances.


How many of us have actually lived a life devoid of regret?We always hanker after a second chance,a second innings,if you will,where we will play bigger and better.
What's fishy is that even though we all have this hunger for redemption within us,we're not very keen on granting others second chances.
Before you Freudians dissect this theory and declare it to be a vote against capital punishment,let me assure you that I am a simple twenty year old whose range of thought does not extend beyond my family,my friends,my home and my college;and yet,within this tiny world I live in,I see so many closed doors in place of welcoming thresholds.


We're quick to judge and slow to forgive.
I think part of this deep rooted desire to divide the world into black and white comes from watching the infamous and  typically Indian telly serials-no kidding,the saas bahu serials ,where the heroine is always modestly dressed in pastel colors,and the evil mistress always wears shimmery eyeshadow and bindis of gargantuan proportions (even to bed).Like my friend V says-"If it's bad,it's all bad." 
What I'm trying to say, is that we have been conditioned to judge people by their appearances,their first lapses,or something as trivial as their choice of entertainment or their favorite color.Ok,scratch that last.


Oh,and woe betide someone who's in the Bad book.
Even if he proved be a heartwarmingly generous fuzzball later,he'd always be "the shark that didn't pay for all of us when we drunk ourselves silly on HIS birthday at the bar.Imagine.HIS birthday. Tsk. Tsk. )


While part of my rant maybe directed at what my friends deem  a "craven"  taste in music-( because I'd pick Buble over Black Sabbath any day of the week and twice on Sunday.) ,this is about so much more than social isolation and clique wars. This is about creating an atmosphere so vile that it cripples an individual's ability to be himself.
Spare us the trouble of waiting to see if you can emerge like a phoenix from the ashes,we'd rather just sweep the remains and prepare for next Sunday's barbecue.


A second chance is something you should campaign for  if any of these things have happened to you
- lost a loved one over an argument
-fallen out with friends because of one misunderstanding
-been kicked out of a team because of one match you fouled up
-earned a bad name because of that one thing you said
-been put down,and unfairly so, because of that one stand you took
- been asked to go home even before the show began


Chances are,all of these things have happened to you.


Second chances!
For sequels are almost always good*.


*The almost in the above sentence was  inspired by a particularly melancholic afternoon spent trying to watch Superman IV.

Khuda Jaane aka The Song Tag

1. If someone says "Is this okay?", you say:

Do dil mil rahe hain,magar chupke chupke.

Sabko ho rahi,khabar chupke chupke.

2. What would best describe your personality?

Yeh jo des hai tera,swades hai tera,tujhe hai pukaara (ooh,patriot).

3. What do you like in a guy/girl?

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear.

4. How do you feel today?

Hey baby,hey baby hey!

Girls say,boys say hey baby,hey baby,hey!(repeats times infinity)

Yes,I get that all the time.No really.I hear Megan Fox is feeling threatened.




5. What is your life's purpose?

Keep holding on.

At last,one that fits.

6. What do your friends think of you?

Gardens in the Rain

(Ok that doesn't make sense,unless they think I'm as refreshing and pleasant as gardens in the rain.Aww.Thanks Debussy)


7. What do you think of your parents?

Jaana let's fall in love!

Replace parents with Tom Felton. ;)

8. What do you think about very often?
Saiyaaaaaan.

(So much for feminism).

9. What is 2+2?

If you're not the one (Lol.Well 2+2 certainly isn't one.)

9. What do you think of your best friend?

Chappa chappa charkha chale Chappa chappa charkha chale.

Again,what?

10. What do you think of the person you like?

Kahin aag kage,lag jaave.

Kahin nag dase,das jaave.

Kahin gagan gire,gir jaave.

Chaahe kuch bhi ho jaaye,

Is toote dil ki peed sahi naa jaye.

So there's a broken heart in store for me ?Perfect.Just what a skeptic needs-a bummer prediction.

11. What is your life story?

Main yahaan hoon,yahaan hoon,yahaan hoon,yahaaaaaaaaan.

Heh :D

12. What do you want to be when you grow up?

The way you look tonight.

(Gaah.)

13. What do you think of when you see the person you like?

There's gonna be one less lonely girl

One less lonely girl.

(Whoa.I'm in no hurry.)





14. What do your parents think of you?


Ek din 
Ek din teri raahon ,bahon mein, 
panaahon mein,aaunga.

Err,I love you guys too. :D

15. What will you dance to at your wedding?

Yeh honsla kaise jhuke,

ye aarzoo kaise ruke?

Manzil mushkil toh kya (Marriage.well said.)

Tanha yeh dil to kya (tanha?I'm getting married,for God's sake!)

Ho!



6. What will they play at your funeral?

Alvin and the Chipmunks-Christmas Songs.

Aah well,at least it'll cheer em all up.


17. What is your hobby/interest?

Coz I remember sharing lips with her,

The coming weeks were to be a blur.

Huh?

Ok,moving on.

18. What is your biggest secret?

Tum paas aaye,yoon muskuraye,

tum ne na jaane kya sapne dikhaye.

Ab to mera dil,jaage na sota hain.

Kya karoon hai,kuch kuch hota hain.

Sigh.People should just be able to read minds.Sometimes. ^_^

19. What do you think of your friends?

So you never know, never never know
Never know enough, 'til it's over, love
'Til we lose control, system overload
Screamin', "No, no, no, n-no!?

(Love Lockdown -Kanye West.To be fair,my friends and system overload sort of go together.)

20. What should you post this as?

Khuda jaane!

True to my word.Look at my title :)

21. What do you think about this tag?
My love...

I tag Say,Rach,Nishant, Ambi and any other bloggers that want to do the tag.It's a free world!

Cheers.

Hello Stranger

Hello stranger.

What a beautiful day.

Yes,I do go here.

Well,it’s nice to meet you too.

Oh.Pleasure.

Hello there!We meet again.

Nothing much really.Just a bit of trouble.The usual.Whatever.

Why,thank you!

No,there’s really no need.

Oh,well if you insist.:)

Hello!How’ve you been?

Sure sounds like a good weekend.

Wow!

Well maybe we can go together.

No,I don’t like pink at all.I like blue.

Hello.Ooh you’ve got me something.

And it’s pink. :/

:/

: |

: )

: ) )

: D

:D :D :D

Hey!Wait up for me.

Missed you too.

No,I’d like that,actually.

At seven then?

Hello,and thank you.

That was lovely.

Oh!Let’s get us some banana milkshakes.

Well they’re my favourite too.

Oh no,you did not.

You did?

Haha,well it sure was worth it : )

Hey,I saved you a seat.

Well,I can come with you ,if you like.

No I’m not scared of walking back alone.

But you can come with me too.Not that I want you to (but I do).

Hello!Yes,I did call you last night.

That’ s strange.

No,go ahead.

No hard feelings.Really.

Hello.

Long time,no see.

I beg your pardon?

Did you really just say that?

That’s not true.

I can’t believe you would hold that against me.

Fine, then.

I saved you some banana milkshake but I’m guessing you want to pass.

...well,I was always a good guesser.

Hello.

………

………

……..

Well,bye then.I’ve got to go to…..

Oh yeah,you’ve got to go too,to that….

Cya.

“Hel…um”.

That was harder than I thought it would be.

I can’t believe this is it.

Hello,stranger.

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P.s : I just got this picture off Google search.I'm not sure if it's from a Flickr stream,but if it is,I'm sorry.Please let me know.I shall credit you or have it removed.No copyright infringement intended.