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Negative emotions are very addictive. They actually release endorphins into the body which provide a very pleasant sensation. Consider stubbing your toe. Endorphins are also released. The sensation as the pain fades away can be euphoric. As crazy as it sounds this is what is going on with negative emotions. People become addicted to the release of endorphins produced as the negative pain caused by the emotion fades away. They develop a need for negative emotions to get the endorphin payoff. It is exactly like being addicted to a drug.

Free yourself! Live your life to the fullest.. it's the only one you know of.

Be good! Take Care!

It's Eerie!

I am too low
And I am afraid
Horror struck
Letting it spread
Slowly yet constantly
Feeling helpless and alone
Just lying here
Watching it decay me
Bit by bit
Allover
Taking over my body
Is there time
For my soul
To be saved!?

I hope!

The only difference...

There’s a reason I said I’d be happy alone. It wasn't ‘cause I thought I’d be happy alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it. It’s easier to be alone. Because what if you learn that you need love and then you don’t have it? 

What if you like it and lean on it? 

What if you shape your life around it and then it falls apart? 

Can you even survive that kind of pain? 

Losing love is like organ damage. It’s like dying. The only difference is death ends. This? It could go on forever.

~ Meredith Grey, ‘Unaccompanied Minor’

You shouldn't have!

You
made me smile when
I was down,
Brought me food when
I was hungry,
... you shouldn't have!

You
hugged me when
I was angry,
Kissed me when
I was sad,
... you shouldn't have!

You
danced with me when
I was happy,
Talked when
I was mad,
... you shouldn't have!

You
walked with me when
I was tired,
Altered me when
I was bad,
... you shouldn't have!

You
touched me when
I was lonely,
And then you said ...
... you loved me,
... you shouldn't have!

आखिर क्यों?

एक दलदल सा है
जितना खींचती हू बाहर,
और धास्ती जाती हू |
काफी हैं लोग नज़र में
फिर भी दिल को तन्हा ही पाती हू |
फिर वर्षा हुई,
तबले की थाप के साथ,
पर मैंने तन्हा ही पाया
अपना हाथ |
तुम वहीँ ग़ुम हो
अकांक्षाओ में अपनी !
और मैं हू बस
पुरानी यादों में दफ्नी |
डर है, गुमान है, गुस्सा है,
शिकवा है, दर्द भी है,
किस से करू बयां
अपने रूह के घाव ये ?!
वो कहता है
एक कदम तो बढाओ आगे
बाक़ी सफ़र मैं तै कर दूंगा |
तकदीर फिर आमने सामने ले आई
पर तुमने फिर कर दिया
हर बार की तरह अनदेखा |

My valentine... you are not well in time dear!

Background Score: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OYRgPWTkfpE

Punishment for real luv

"Love is an ideal thing, marriage a real thing; a confusion of the real with the ideal never goes unpunished." 
~Goethe

55s and Then Some

http://fiftyfivefun.blogspot.com/2012/01/nine-months.html

The morning people are different from you and me

Morning people are more proactive – and therefore more successful in their professional lives — according to new research.Who is a morning person, by definition? It is someone who gets up at roughly the same time on weekdays as on weekends. 

• Early birds are more proactive than evening people – and so they do well in business.

• They tend to get better grades in school, which gets them into better colleges, which then leads to better job opportunities. Morning people also anticipate problems and try to minimize them. They're proactive." (Not that evening people are life's losers: They're smarter and more creative, and have a better sense of humor, other studies have shown.)..phew!

• The morning people were more likely to agree with statements such as "I feel in charge of making things happen" and "I spend time identifying long-range goals for myself." (In the sample, the "evening people tended to sleep two hours later on weekends.)

• Can you change type? "Somewhat," Still, it can be tough, partly because half of your chronotype, as it's called, is determined by genetics. And just changing the hour you wake up may not change your inherent "morning-ness" or "evening-ness" In other words, getting up earlier will not automatically make you proactive.

• Chronotypes also evolve over a person's life cycle: Teenagers are evening types; between the ages of 30 and 50, people are evenly split between morning and evening types; and people become morning types as they pass through their fifties.

• The challenge for businesses is to "bring out the best from their night owls." Evening types may no longer serve as our midnight lookouts, but their intelligence, creativity, humor, and extroversion are huge potential benefits to the organization.

Source: http://www.inc.com/news/articles/2010/07/research-says-morning-people-are-more-proactive.html?nav=rel 

What makes a MAN!

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;


If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:


If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;


If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'


If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;


If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son! 

— by Rudyard Kipling

Schizophrenia..

Dear You,

If you’re reading this, then it means I actually worked up the courage to mail it. So, good for me. You don’t know me very well, but if you get me started I have a tendency to go on and on about how hard the writing is for me. But this, this is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to write. There is no easy way to say this so, I’ll just say it. I met someone... It was an accident. I wasn’t looking for it. It wasn’t in the make. It was the perfect storm. She said one thing and I said another. Next thing I knew, I wanted to spend the rest of my life in the middle of that conversation.

Now, there’s this feeling in my gut... She might be the one... She’s completely nuts in a way that makes me smile, highly neurotic. A great deal of maintenance required. She is you. That’s the good news. The bad is that I don’t know how to be with you right now, and it scares the shit out of me. Because I have messed up in the past. But if I am not with you right now, I have this feeling that we’ll get lost out there... It’s a big bad world full of twists and turns, and people have a way of blinking and missing the moment; the moment that could have changed everything! I don’t know what’s going on with us, and I can’t tell you why you should trust a leap of faith on the likes of me, but damn you smell good!! Like home... like that hill-top flower. And you make excellent coffee. That’s gotta count for something, right? Call me.

Unfaithfully yours,
You-Know-Who

Déjà vu

Good morning LA! 
In the land of lotus eaters, time plays tricks on you. One day you are dreaming, the next, your dream has become your reality. It was the best of times, if only someone had told me! Mistakes were made, hearts were broken, harsh lessons learnt. He goes on without me. While I drown myself in the sea of pointless recollections. I don't know how I got here. But here I am, rotting away in the warm California Sun. There are things I need to figure out, for their sake at least. The clock is ticking, the gap is widening. They won't always luv me- 'no matter what'.
Later!

It is a - 'word'

It is friendship, it is luv,
it can be life; death, anger, lust, hurt
Or can be a feeling, place or a person!

When the baby utters it,
the mother smiles.
It can drag you to court
or shorten up the miles.

It can fetch you marks
add weight to your personality
It can make or mar relationships
It can build or destroy nations

It makes a man-a man
It can brighten up moments,
days, years or even a lifetime
or can break one's heart
and get them in demise.

It can clear up things
making life easier and happier.

A right word- can do wonders!

Happy Teachers Day!!

"भुला नहीं पाई हूँ तुम्हे"

हर दिन के शुरू होने पर,

कुछ न कुछ ऐसा हो ही जाता है,

जो याद तुम्हारी दिला जाता है,

एक बार फिर तुम्हारा मासूम सा चेहरा,

मेरी आँखों के सामने छा जाता है,

...भुला नहीं पाई हूँ तुम्हे!

ऐसा नहीं कि आंखें नम हैं,

बिछड़ने का ग़म भी शायद नहीं,

न वो तड़प, न वो जलन है,

फिर भी मिल जाने की एक आस सी है,

इसी लिए लगता है,

भुला नहीं पाई हूँ तुम्हे!

ठंडे कोहरे से भरी सुबह और रातों में,

याद आती हैं तुम्हारी सांसे,

हर ग़ज़ल के हर शेर से,

याद आती हैं तुम्हारी बातें,

आइने में क्या अपने आप को देखती हूँ!

भुला नहीं पाई हूँ तुम्हे!

शायद तुमने कभी मेरी कद्र नहीं जानी,

शायद मैं तुम्हे कभी समझ नहीं पाई,

तकदीर के आगे बस किसका चलता है!

ये जो दिल है, ये किसी की कब सुनता है!

और मैं तो खुद मन हूँ,

शायद तुम तो भुला ही चुके मुझे ,
लेकिन तब भी भुला नहीं पाई हूँ तुम्हे!

I hate love!

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it (or maybe they did!). They did something dumb one day, like smile at you, (or say something like- You mesmerize me baby!) and then your life isn't your own anymore. 


Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' (or 'break free!') turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love!




Neil Gaiman

Forgiveness

You cannot go around and keep a score. If you keep a score on the good things and the bad things, you'll find out that you're a very miserable person. God gave man the ability to forget, which is one of the greatest attributes you have. Because if you remember everything that's happened to you, you generally remember that which is the most unfortunate!


Today-a quarter ago.

Look into my eyes, you'll see what you mean to me!

A man has only one escape from his old self to see a different self in the mirror of some woman's eyes.


Clare Boothe Luce

How?

Love that well which thou must leave ere long. 


William Shakespeare
(Love that thing nicely which you have to leave soon. Means love that thing or person well which you must leave before long, i.e. soon.)

Is it?

Whenever you give your time, you are making a sacrifice, and sacrifice is the essence of love.

Emptiness...

Everyday when I wake up, it strikes me in the weirdest of places and in the strangest of ways that you are not around anymore. And believe me... it hurts!