Like a feather in the wind
floating for terminus.
Like a bubble, still floating
on air.
Like a sailing boat in the open sea,
seeking for dry land.
I'm lost in this world,
I’m lost in this world.
Just want to be back.
Just to see you.
Can't imagine me without you, without you.
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Monday, May 14, 2007
The Past Old Monk
Its Thursday 10th May 2007, 11 AM, a peak working hour when a forwarded mail made me write this blog. To all those I report too, take a break.
Just a thought on, how my life was before I gave up boozing and smoke - fuming would be a better word for smoke (Not to impress anyone, in fact a sense of dashing hopes while writing this blog).
March 31st Friday 2006 was the last day when I said adios to both of my best pals or what can I call them. Part of life for almost 5 years. Today when I really look back, I do miss a lot.
Old Monk Rum + Lemon slice + Pepsi/Coke + Ice cubes
Old Monk Rum - It is kind of a form of the legendary "Som-ras", India's centuries old scriptures also known as "The drink of Gods and Lords". Just a Gyan. (To be True, affordable for a regular drinker like me)
Lemon - Just makes the Rum much more lighter.
Pepsi/Coke – Just to get that Sweet taste.
Ice cubes – Just gives that chilling effect to your upper lips, wow.
The first sip makes you a different man. The best part of the Rum, it doesn't give you the hangover. Next day morning you are up and running without a heavy head like many whiskies gives you.
There's always an occasion to celebrate with a drink but for me most of the days used to be an occasion. It’s just like a "whoop it up" attitude.
I feel I’m missing the arguments with my friends at 11 PM, those emotional songs at 12 PM, eating dried egg fried rice and curd rice at 1 AM. Alas, I'm also missing a puff of cigarette, the same cigarette that used to rotate till the last edge. Limitless things to tell but very tough to write.
Today, totally a different experience, when I look at people around me enjoying each and every sip of the drink, I really feel that I’m missing something. But that's what life is all about. I personally feel "Every person before coming to this earth has been given "n" number of barrels, for his entire life. But unluckily I feel myself that I dried the barrels quite early, in fact too early". (Heights of belief)
Someone reading this and drawing negative conclusions. Sorry, better get a check up. I always believed and still believe that "Consumption of Alcohol is injurious..."
Just a thought on, how my life was before I gave up boozing and smoke - fuming would be a better word for smoke (Not to impress anyone, in fact a sense of dashing hopes while writing this blog).
March 31st Friday 2006 was the last day when I said adios to both of my best pals or what can I call them. Part of life for almost 5 years. Today when I really look back, I do miss a lot.
Old Monk Rum + Lemon slice + Pepsi/Coke + Ice cubes
Old Monk Rum - It is kind of a form of the legendary "Som-ras", India's centuries old scriptures also known as "The drink of Gods and Lords". Just a Gyan. (To be True, affordable for a regular drinker like me)
Lemon - Just makes the Rum much more lighter.
Pepsi/Coke – Just to get that Sweet taste.
Ice cubes – Just gives that chilling effect to your upper lips, wow.
The first sip makes you a different man. The best part of the Rum, it doesn't give you the hangover. Next day morning you are up and running without a heavy head like many whiskies gives you.
There's always an occasion to celebrate with a drink but for me most of the days used to be an occasion. It’s just like a "whoop it up" attitude.
I feel I’m missing the arguments with my friends at 11 PM, those emotional songs at 12 PM, eating dried egg fried rice and curd rice at 1 AM. Alas, I'm also missing a puff of cigarette, the same cigarette that used to rotate till the last edge. Limitless things to tell but very tough to write.
Today, totally a different experience, when I look at people around me enjoying each and every sip of the drink, I really feel that I’m missing something. But that's what life is all about. I personally feel "Every person before coming to this earth has been given "n" number of barrels, for his entire life. But unluckily I feel myself that I dried the barrels quite early, in fact too early". (Heights of belief)
Someone reading this and drawing negative conclusions. Sorry, better get a check up. I always believed and still believe that "Consumption of Alcohol is injurious..."
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