The Difference

Money is so cheap! It's quite easy to payback. All you need is a bank account number and one click and you are done!

Had it been somethng else- it might have taken you ages just to think- what, on this earth, can I possibly do to return a favour viz. a shoulder to cry on, a heads up- while you were facing the last ball of the second innings and still needing three runs to win, or may be someone who gave you an ear while you wanted to run away- till the end of the earth or the one who counseled you when you were standing at the edge of the roof of one of the highest buildings in sight, with your hands sweating, heart pounding and head spining.

Now that would be tricky...right!?

Be good.

Relationships

They are such a waste of time! they tire me- draining out all the positive energy from me. Isn't there a way out? Can I avoid them? Wish I could. And there are times when you put in so much and SWOOSH it goes! Why just get into one if this is the way it is supposed to be! Better wait for the one where there is no way back. Like in those puzzle games where the basic condition is that it is compulsary for atleast two people to be onboard at any given point in time.

Ha! Don't people really realize how much the other has done for them! Is it that difficult? I am often blamed to be overdoing it! I mean, appreciating even the smallest, of any, gestures! Sigh...that's me...

Later!

Delusion

The past can be terribly deceptive. It’s like an old photograph. You see a smiling face, a loving arm around someone, and your eyes start glistening with unshed tears.I look so happy…Photographs can lie.They’re just images you create.Smiles can be faked.The past can delude.All because you want to believe.
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New

New house, new room."New experience," they said, "learning new things is good."New place, new people.Hellos, goodbyes and high-pitched giggles."Did you just get in? Oh! Me too!"New clothes, new shoes.Itchy new labels and new band-aids on new blisters.I miss Old. I wonder if it misses me too.
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Cigarettes and Love

He smokes Marlboros. The first cigarette she ever smoked was a Benson and Hedges - Special Filter. So was the last. He kissed her after every cigarette. He said he loved the taste of cigarettes and her grape lip balm. He still smokes Marlboros. It probably wouldn't have worked anyway. The brands were all wrong.
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I cross my bridges when I come to them and burn them behind me, for nothing to show for my progress-except the memory of the smell of smoke and a presumption that once my eyes watered.

NYRs...

I know the theory of making and keeping New Year resolutions doesn’t work. Making- Yes…keepin’…well…NO! Cuz if you really wanted to discard that ol’ annoying habbit of yours or take up a new ‘angelic’ (hey…nothin’ to do with Jolie here ;) if she was involved- probably you would keep it…eh?] one, you wouldn’t wait for even a moment, let alone a full year. Ha!

Sometimes I wonder why just 1st of Jan? Is it because it would make the math easier? To count from this date and hour that how long were you able to keep it! And again, if I really want to cultivate a good habit- why keep a count at all! Shouldn’t it just live with me till I am buried!

But yes, at least there is one day (whatever few moments from the whole day) for at least we have a noble thought! At least I had it somewhere deep down inside me to be good in whatever (social, ethical, moral, spiritual, health wise) way- so what if it doesn’t translate into action. Isn’t it a ‘battle won’ in itself that I got conscious about it?!

Just a thought about it has made a difference, but, of course, following it would make THE difference.

Ciao.