As If I Care..!

If you cant fix it, forget it

As the feather floats eerily into the room I look upon and wonder Where did I see this one before? As it gradually agrees with its gravity I hold my gaze steadfast Does this bring some ol memories to the fore? As it glides on, slowly but surely I ponder... do I hold on or let go? The dainty being settles to its fate I cant tear away Can the connect now built be foregone? As its poised calmly at its shore I send my thoughts across May they rest with thee, dear feather... For they no longer belong to me © Z.

They extended my stay here by 3 months. So I'll be back by Aug end. My first reaction to this news was "Uh Oh". Mebbe I should've been happy abt it...that they like my work and want me to do some more projects (read dirty my hands more) for them, but what concerned me was Vish. And his reaction...confirmed my fears. My poor baby :(... © Z.

A good ol' friend has been after my life to post this...trust her to come up with weird ideas!! Now what exactly is it?? Its a letter to your kid..yeh, beat that! :D So I'm to write a letter to my kid and tell him (yes, i want a boy) of all the gyan i learnt in my life. I think I can redirect him to this blog and he'll stop taking his mom seriously. Ok..what pearls of wisdom do I have for my lil devil...lemme dig the treasure trove of my mind :P..ah..here they are :- Learn to deal with Cognitive Dissonance (hahahaha) There will always be a right thing to do and a good thing to do...unless u screw urself coz of the latter, u wont realise the wisdom of the former Love your parents...they cleaned after your shit Serious one - Dont let anyone tell you that you cant do something. And dont take everything that everyone tells seriously Have friends...lots of them...but have a circle u can bank on to pull the rug from right under ur feet when u r having  ...

I have run out of words to express myself. They all sound the same now. I'm like a piece of parched land, with nothing to offer to the life that sprouts from it. I'm so fatigued... with the insecurities and anxiousness that I have been living with for years now. The tipping point sometimes just comes by. Its may not always be grand or significant. A tiny grain of sand can tilt the scales. These hands dont have the strength to raise to the Lord and ask of Him...am so tired of asking. Its not that He hasnt provided me...but more often than not its like an SOS call to 911. Help arrives in time...but the experience leaves you exasperated. Its a close call. All the time. I'm tired of being nice to people..of caring about everyone around...of thinking about them and their thoughts and their well being. I'm tired of thinking what will happen of me....I'm tired of thinking what will not happen of me...I'm tired of trying to provide to thankless people...I'm ti...

All this traveling is making me mighty depressed. © Z.