Nothing seems to be too interesting…
It’s just 10.00 PM and I am already feeling darn sleepy. Slept for about 5 hours yesterday, as compared to the regular 7-8 hours.
Life’s been a bit busy at workplace. Last minute updates, edits and head scratching,
Finished two years with my current employer. First time I have done that in my professional life. Congratulations deserved in spite of several not-so-good memories.
I continue to think in bits and pieces. Yet to comprehend the reason. I miss those days when writing about things like politicians interested me a lot. As of now, I am too confused to be interested in something for too long.
Is GnR better than Nirvana? Can’t decide. I’d rather continue listening to GnR. Or Metallica, for that matter. All these words I don’t just say…
Clarity of thought are those few moments when words flow serenely across the mind’s turf. Being in that state for too long is quite boring to think of, I must say.
When someone dies, does he end up in the heaven / hell prescribed by his / her religion or is it the heaven / hell he created for himself?
Will writing down the bits and pieces lead to the unlocking of floodgates of thought? Will I go back to the old state or something new awaits? I prefer the latter.
Music for the moment
Endlessly gazing in nocturnal prime
She spoke of her vices and broke the rhyme
But baffled herself with the final line
My promise is made but my heart is thine - Opeth, Face of Melinda
What I’ve felt
What I’ve known
Never shined through in what I’ve shown
Never free
Never me
So I dub thee UNFORGIVEN - Metallica, Unforgiven
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