Memories of the days gone by

seams...

life happens.... in a moment...in years....in a blink of an eye...we live through so many lifetimes...one after another...it just fits together...falls into place...in wierd ways.... fit in...or gets ripped apart...like an old pair of jeans... comfortable...yet dispensible... by compulsion..not by choice.... shit happens all the time.... somehow works out in the end...the end...of everything that's passed..... the end....no i am not being fatalistic...just...being... dont ask questions....or harbor doubts and misgivings....let it be.... you gotta roll roll roll.... change is a neccesary poison...a purgative.... painful...yet a stark neccesity.... change from up to down...wing to wing...right to left.... friendship to loneliness.... something stupid to something meaningful.... all that you cant leave behind...but you have to....cant always get what you want.... but how do i know this is what i want...for now its good...but what happens in the everafter....blllleeeeaarggghh... another catharsis.... u know it guys...this is a familiar tone... a monotonous tone...boring yet comfortingly familiar....hope so...just to let you know that im here...right now...always.... im still alive...

I am the eggman...

i am tired....i am bored...i am good...i am dazed....i am driven... i am busy... i am pissed off... i am lonely...i am not...i am here.... i am there...i am everywhere... i am heartless...i am emotional...i am stupid...i am looking for meaning.... i am sam...i am not... i am stoic... i am me... i am hungover... i am hungry... i am planning... i am he...as you are he...as you are me...and we are all together... i am the guy on the cycle...on a green meadow...crashing thru the fence...chased by a bull.... it wont be long till happiness steps up to greet me.... cest la vie.... i am confetti floating down... i am trumpets blaring.... i am applause... i am dreaming... i am NOT a dreamer...i am ok...i am average...i am awesome.... i am a narcissist.... i am alive... i am magic surd.... i am the flying sikh... i am kunaldo... i am.... i am thinking .... i am running.... metaphorically... i am boo-fucking-hoo... coo-coo ca choo.... i am me.... u know my name....

there...and back again...

hello world.... another return to cyberspace....supposed to get down to some serious studies right now.... way past midnight....but just wanted to blog....wrote letters to two wonderful friends...felt nice...i might say it was a selfish exercise...wanted to get something out of my system...miss those fools...miss home sometimes...but here is nice...now is good...i am living my dreams...finally...but everything has a cost...no arbitrage...LOOP...law of one price...i am a finance geek now....bloody wannabe....and now i am talking to myself...i am not drunk...this is great fun...random play....rambling.....like a rolling stone....like the DIA....dig it....dig it.... some of you will actually go through this post expecting something conclusive....look no further...actually,dont look at all....these are the post midnight monologues..... more to follow.... its a pressure relief valve....the sound of the keyboard is very nice....soothing....it really is,isnt it....or maybe noone will read this wonderful piece of crap....but its all good....art for art's sake...fart for fart's sake...not original....plagiarism is a serious offence in the land of the free and the home of the brave.... such a fucking narcissist, consumerist society....its a fucking empty shell...i look at these people in their big cars and big houses and nice clothes....and i laugh.... i actually pity them...they are always out to prove something...relax people...smell the rosebushes...or the cowdung...but atleast wait a while and smell something.... feel something...
work,work and more work.... but then again,money is good.....its always good.... so here i am .... trying to be a part of something that i laugh at.... i pity them...but soon i will be them...so do i pity myself???.....no way.....i just wanna be very rich....