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Kabhi koi tha meri raahon ka ek humsafar Kar gaya dil ka woh suna nagar Koi rasta na koi dagar Usko dhoondun kahan usko paaoon kahan Aaj main hoon yahan, woh hai kahan -Strings Arigato for the cassette all those years ago sister.
Hahahahaha I just did a very Jab We Met 'Flush the torn photograph' thing. Hahahahah feels good. :D I ideally want to scream at those people but don't want to talk to them so this was the next best thing that could be done. Ctrl+Del option should be mandatory in people's lives.
Through college, we stuck around like a pair of twins. People probably thought we were very alike, we probably were(and still are) in terms of how we look at things. But there is one crucial difference that has shaped the course of our life. I think with my heart 75% of the time, she thinks with her brain 75% of the time. This had saved us from a lot of things in college. Don't get me wrong, she has a heart and in the right place, just doesn't abuse it as much as I do. But the last couple of months, she has been listening to all my rubbish. One of the few days of actual vacation I had was when I stayed over at her place. I am thankful for having her and her intelligence in my life, despite everything. Thank you SuKu.
What is so masculine about a conversation that a women can't enter into? -Leslie L Benedict, Giant (1956) But that fine mind of yours gets pretty repulsive at times. -Benedict, Giant (1956)
Don't look back, Ashley. Don't look back. It drags at your heart till... ...till you can't do anything but look back. Scarlett O' Hara, Gone with the Wind
Jaisey milte hai nadiya key do daare, waise milte they hum Jaane kya hua, phir jaane kya hua The 90s youll!  Such a happy sad song.

A terrible realisation

A one that I am not proud of. I recognize way more Hindi singers than I do in any other language. (The singers themselves may not be Hindi but nevertheless). Yes, I recognise some Telugu singers and some English ones but not like I do singers in Hindi.
It's a good thing that these sober moments kick back in soon enough, through a photograph, through words spoke (to and by) and by sheer snapping out of it. And by day I shall be well again :)

Stories from the past

There was that love he found, so deep and so unexplainable. It was her looks, yes shallow but true. And then it was more, much more. True too. He fell into a trap that made him be A truer being, made him laugh, smile and be him It made him feel, made him look at the world differently And then as time went by fate threw a different plan, she went one way and he another. Her perfume filled his memories, her love broke his heart Yet to cherish and not to forget On his arm he wore, deep and dark a name that would remain now a distant past It broke him, drove him Made him new The new him tried to seek out others to give him the calm he saw before But in stead he found more chaos It was the seek for calm that led him to the ways he took and things would never change again no matter, no matter where he looked He tried to find her kissing a friend, travelling afar, being alone He tried to be far from friends, he tried But through all of this, he only knew t...