Nameless.

Sittin in the apartment,gazin out of the window,

Gazing at tranquil silence of the arabian sea,

Feels like a king in his chateau,

The reticent sea is the hidden enemy.

The turbulent water runs deep,

Its like the dragon is asleep.

Slowly the waters are at high tide,

But im the king who takes things in his stride,

Too adamant to just let it slide,

No point to regret the land i been denied,

Intent on going down in history as the one who dare dified,

Out of question to surrender,too much pride,

A lil nervous within,but stone faced on the outside,

Been left out,backstabbed and snide,

In my own mind,m higher than the tide,

More spontaneous than nitrous sulphide

Raring for a fight,

Not one to watch thru the distance,i'd much rather be by the seaside.

peace out.

SOS

Sittin here (*there* to be exact cos I was in the balcony then) I was pondering over the reason of this innate obligation that i need be fulfilled.This compulsion to put my best foot forward, why do I have to have this obligation fulfilled.Come to think of it, why do I have this obligation in the first place?Why am I on a need-to-please objective of mine.Maybe its something that comes out of being ambitious or its just my nature, then on further microscoping i arrived at this conclusion and for some reason (cos this reason blames some1 else) it makes sense in my head.Thats all we strive for anyways, right? To make it make sense.So maybe now i m thinking, maybe its not my ambition or my natural tendency,and definitely not innate.Maybe I m like this because thats how i was raised.I cant fail.I cant take risks.Everything HAS to be planned out and implemented to perfection.I cant go astray.The favorite son/person/grandson/friend cant go down.I realise I have put so much into being me that I cant seem to stop and smell the roses.I have to keep on keeping on.The world makes it a compulsion to carry ahead.I dont know how they can. I know i cant.

I am sick n tired of being sick n tired

Im twenty-two and already feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders.The gist of life lies not in the duties that i fulfilled, it lies in the vacations that i thoroughly enjoyed.i need to learn to laugh genuinely.I gotta quit putting a happy mask on a sorrow face.Emotions make you weak but a void of emotions is making me too rigid.I Wish for a day that i really MEAN one of those i dont give a shit speeches that i make so frequently.Enough of the plastic smiles and the poses.the real arham puhleaaase stand up :|

see u in hell for this sequel :)

bad meets evil

haha!