Its an interesting thing this life-business. A week back I was full of words to type out, by words I do not mean the crap in my last post but the coherent well-woven sentences in a few posts on this blog(ok.."well-woven" is a bit far fetched :P), BUT here I'm now absolutely devoid of thought-processes and ideas. The only change between now and then is the general state of happiness in me life as of the last few days. Lotsa good things, some great things...and if I work my butt ,more to follow. My main motivator to work would be a glimpse of some moments in the past few days where I felt I could fly, where the rain seemed great, where while walking down the road I felt I could conquer the world, like the world was mine, I've felt this way before but it has been a long time since. I say a "long time" only because its been a long while since I felt happy because of something I did, and not because of someone else.
Now getting to the point I'm trying to make. There was this thread on the DBs the other day asking if, if your life would be made into a movie, what would be its title? And then today, Magician goes ahead and posts this totally hilarious post 'bout writing a book about his/her life. Got me thinking. Its just that my life, as a whole, would be one verry confusing movie/book..the movie would have toooo many characters, the book too many chapters. It would be a tedious affair alright. I look at my life as a collection of short-stories, a serial spawning a zillion disconnected episodes, with a zillion different characters. The title would be Evanescence, 'coz everything, well almost everything, in my life has been shortlived or temporary. Whether it be my feelings for someone, my hobbies, my friends, my emotions, my illnesses(been a lot of them), the houses I've lived in(been a looot of them too),the schools,my tastes in music.....a lot of what makes a person, or does it?
I envy all the fukkers who have "best friends for life", bloody bastards whom they know since they were five year olds or something! I loathe all the bitches who've stayed in one house all their life or atleast for the past decade or something, n know people called "neighbours". All those dipshits who say "my school". I haven't been in any institution longer than I've been in my engineering college so far. I have never lived in any house longer than three years, that is, just when I start to make friends with the junta around, we move. My oldest friends are the ones I keep least in touch with, its always been this way. I can't stand the girl I used to be head-over-heels over...let us not get into love and relationships, the only thing constant in that zone has been the fact that at any given time there've been atleast 'n' chicks I've liked. For a while ,sometime ,a few months back, I felt "this is it" "she's the one", only to be jolted by life's evil twists...and here I am on the road again.
There you go. The confusion in my cranium is stifling my capacity to attach words to the thoughts that are floating around unchecked, I'm nearly at the point of breakdown while I type this, I seem to have lost the capacity to write, just like I've lost every other thing which I thought was mine. My life. A collection of fleeting images, each so diverse that you'd think I suffer from a MPD. Every moment of sadness/happiness/ merging into a state of confusion to a state of indifference, finally ending up with me totally forgettin the reason and moving on in life. Only to crash headlong into another one of life's speedbreakers. Everyday conversing with a hundred million people who think they know who I am, all the while me realising..deep down..that come 2mro, I may not be speaking to 'em anymore. Wow, I'm such an asshole.
Thats it ,I quit. I'm the creator of all my doubts about non-existent things in life. Change has been the only constant thing in me life, only 'coz I've let it be that way. Damn. Balls to all of this. No NO more thinking aloud allowed on this blog. Goddamit. Fullstop.
Payne, Payne, Payne.
PS: wat the fuck did i jus type out here?!?! geez...i've totally lost it.
Current Mood: Constipated
Current Music: Alanis Morrisette - Uninvited
15 Jul 2004, 12:39am
awww...u aint an asshole..lmfao..u b the mack...m first..yet again...
15 Jul 2004, 12:43am
kiya to bi bak bak karra jab se dekhrao!
15 Jul 2004, 12:58am
kuch tho bhi type kardiya maine upar waha...:-S
Phat....if u say so....first as always...:-D
15 Jul 2004, 1:37am
DUDE...SERIOUSLY...You've Lost it...BIG TIME! that was the most "pussy" blog i eva read (not that i read many...), BUT STILL for Written works emanating from your Payneful Realm, That wasn't Painful in the usual SENSE. IT WAS FUKKIN TORTURE!!!!. If this is ure new tactic to provied pan to people like me...MAY YOU GO TO HELL!
JEEZ MAN, this is the most ive know about you, and i get to know that AFTER READING 3 FRIGGIN PARAS. DAMN!
15 Jul 2004, 2:22am
Hey DRP, You must be proud that you have an innate sense of art that very few posses. You must realise you have a knack of communicating yourself through either images or words (albeit in a Payneful way!).
More so not all of us have a past association to brag in front of others. And those who do don't have much of a present. And those who have both, are usually not around this part of town;)
In any case, chillax dude. Self-pity is not only bad for the health, it also deters in making friends to share a good laugh. Realise that you can pull anything off as long as you don't say "Oh Poor Me"!
15 Jul 2004, 2:59am
oh lookie hea... you have yer own bunch of shrinks. Yay!!
Seriously, loved yer post. Amazing 'twas. Now quit it. What you need, in me humble opinion, is to go-play-outside.:D
man!... 'twas my funeral and i wasn't invited.
15 Jul 2004, 8:52am
Nutboi...my statement "Wow,I'm such an asshole" was NOT meant to be read "Oh! Poor me!" :D i agree u hav difficulty comprehendin engalpees but this is ATROCIOUS MAN!! i like me! heck, i even love me! i am NOT pityin meself..!! i'm jus a dipshit divulging weird crappy info abt meself all over these boards...thanks for d concern man!:P
baap..always glad to have been of assistance for yet another bheja-fry....u read it, it fries ur grey matter! woohoo!!
fallen angel...F U...dead ppl don't talk nomore..u dare not be makin fun of me dear shrinks!! shoo lady..shoo!
15 Jul 2004, 10:09am
You have a dark side. A little immature, but dark nevertheless. I like it.
You show great potential, Mr.Payne.
Don't fight it so much...permit.
15 Jul 2004, 1:37pm
"Angels don't die, do they?... they just go invisible to us mortals".
YAY!! :D
FA... FU... like it was meanta be.
"shoo" kathe!... :p
15 Jul 2004, 9:02pm
hey nocta...
everyone has a "dark side"...its also known as "the place where the sun don't shine"....bwahahhahahaha!!
wokay...i shall let the dark side permit..i shall be a complete bum.
***thats me tryin to cover up and be indifferent the fact that the devil himself is taking over the payne***
19 Jul 2004, 12:34pm
umm...
:-"
syko.
6 Jun 2005, 11:53pm
oiii..:) ..
this comments a good 11 months late ..
maybe one day ull read this anyway.. ..:)
I hope u found that best friend ...im sure ull find your neighbour too :-p..
>:d< ... ..
more than words could say ......:)