I have been observing people and their behavior as far as I can remember. There are a lot of things that I would love to talk about but there is only one in particular which perplexes me. I just don’t seem to understand the reason behind it. 

As far as I can remember no matter how happy people are they always seem to get attracted to tragedies, the obsess over it to the extent that they want that tragedy to be a part of their lives. I have seen adults listen to sad song and they WANT to relate to those sad and depressing songs. 

I have been and forever will be confused. Why is it that people want to be sad? Why is it that we want to live in misery? why can’t we be grateful of what we have?

Is it really the way I think or is it all in my head? or is it because that I, myself am attracted to all of this nonsense?

All I can do is pray that I be grateful to what I have and for the things I don’t have.

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I hate Studying

Posted: October 4, 2013 in Uncategorized

Recently, My company conducted a training of Inbound Marketing courtesy of Hubspot. We were forced to come in at work for the whole week and had gobble down all the information we could. Each day in order to prepare us we were required to give a quiz about the previous lecture. Overall I got only 60% marks which is pathetic! The reason behind all of this that I could not study. I just hate studying… I studied for more than 20 years of my life and I just can’t do it anymore… I don’t want to sound like an illiterate.. but I just Hate Studying!!

REFLECTIVE SCOURGE

Posted: October 4, 2013 in Uncategorized

HASTYWORDS

I am pleased to introduce this wonderful writer to the duet list.  Please visit her blog.  I am shocked I haven’t already written with her since it seems I have watched her here in the blogosphere  for a long time.

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Written by Words4jp and HastyWords

“Yes Ma’am” is all she could say

as she stared at the reflection

that was trying to tempt her fate

It was the first time they met

although they were the same.

 

The looking glass revealed

a monster with eyes,

penetrating her mind

and infecting her thoughts,

fueling an urge to tear herself apart.

 

She grew up listening to its voice

the self- hate spewed wisdom

that devoured her inner dialog

until now only heard, never seen

It was a battle she needed to win


But

who would claim this victory,

whose hunger covets the most – 

the fragile soul looking in or

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The Great Escape

Posted: August 28, 2013 in Uncategorized
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I tend find that Writing my feelings away is my great escape…from the world, from my surrounding and from everything that is stressful. I know I’m not a very good writer, I make a lot of mistakes. But I find writing liberating. There was this time in my life when I actually wanted to be a writer but unfortunately like everything else I started but didn’t finish. I gave up (sadly). But that is another story…

I’m not a regular blogger but whatever I have written is sad and depressing. That doesn’t necessarily mean that I’m always like. I live in my own happy world most of the times but as you grow older you have to (even if you don’t want to) leave that safe harbor and sail away in to the cruel sea. You do this for the people around, whom you care for but sadly even when you are doing things i.e. working your ass off for those people you tend stay invisible and stings a lot because you are surrounded by so many People including friends and family and yet you are alone.

Writing helps forget about such stuff because I’m talking to myself and to that blank piece of white paper (in this case the screen) which is far better than talking to some random person who doesn’t give a shit about what you say either because they don’t want to listen or don’t have the time. That is why I’m going to keep on writing even if its occasionally and this is something I won’t give up on cuz’ this is after all MY GREAT ESCAPE.

 

P.S: I did not proof read 😦

 

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I was home alone then I sneezed. then the phone rang and he said, "bless you" then hung up.

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Nikola Tesla u da man!

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A popular one on Nikola Tesla.

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Going through the Great Firewall of China

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