A Kite

I let myself be flown like a kite,
every wind, every word,
directed me to my ultimate fate..
they stung, some soothed,
but they made me fly anyways,
but all for my final fall,
it was not a waste nonetheless..

My painting

Created by me at Bored.com on 31st dec, 2007

that home of my dreams

i fly away,
to the world beyond
where the rain is chocolate
and the clothes louis vuitton

where the curtains are floral
and lacy with frills
and the walls are painted
in colors i dream

the windows are large
and sunshine is plenty
and the balcony brings
the breeze from the sea

the fridge is stocked
with litchies and juice
and sundaes and frappes
from CCD is you please

my bed is round with
silk pillows and sheets
and net curtains of pink
adorn it free

red roses, white lilies,
pink gerberas and daisies
look pretty in
glass vases of feel

heartbroke

oh no!
here goes my heart again,
here breaks my heart again..
yesterday i had mend it
but here breaks my heart again!

now its gonna leak some blood,
and some of my soul too..
i gotta make it rock hard
and fill in the cracks too!

hospital hues

wel, dont get me wrong from the title .. i mean there is nothing very exciting bout the duliajan oil hospital... but ya its like a mini trip for me where i can get sympathetic stares from healthy people and consoling stares from diseased ones... i think the regular staff and nurses (including) are always wondering why the hell do i come here each and every vacs... not my fault.. entirely my dad's fault dis.. no matter how much our doctor has convinced him that am perfectly normal, not malnutrition-ed, not anaemic... he wont listen..
so the cause of today's visit was my swollen eyes and my lethargy... the actual cause was depression as i know it but can i tell dis to my parents.. no way!! i will be attacked with questions i cannot answer nor do i want to.. so i just denied the fact and attributed it to possible anaemia.. or maybe allergy in eyes and gastric prob for lethargy... but excuses proved lame and got my dad worried enough to take me in my bata hawai chappals..
once inside sabir uncle's chamber.. he looked at me then at my dad and exclaimed 'again!' .. and then 'what is the prob now?' .. to which i explained how very lethargic i am (knowing very well that its incurable in my case) .. he took my blood pressure .. and my hand was squeezed to an extent that i had to tell him to not fracture my bones or something.. after the reading sabir uncle smiled .. his face clearly told that 'something is wrong' .. and well i had low blood pressure.. the lower scale said 94.. he checked my eyes.. pulled the lower lid down.. and i had low hemoglobin too.... thankfully am leaving home tomorrow so no blood test to confirm this... oh how i hate needles..!
now the interesting part.. 'the medicines'.. out of the long list of medicines i was prescribed spanning two long sheets, i found one particular medicine quite intriguing.. doctor said you ain't getting this medicine in dis hospital get it 4m outside ''highly recommended by me''.. my dad naturally inquired y dis particular medicine is unavailable.. to which uncle sabir said in hush tones 'its alcoholic content is a bit high'...... but its sure to boost up my energy and my mood... he told me to drink 2 tablespoons of it in d day too... in college... so i was being prescribed alcohol legally... 'its just like wine!' - dr. sabir
now my dad 'a naturally worried person' with looks to match was quite worried whether am gonna have this medicine at all.... and me say no to alcohol... no way! but i was actually thinking of not boozing anymore to ensure good health...and well well... life's ironies..

earthquakes

Earthquake!!

wel... d place m doin my engg degree... is a place of wonders dat never ever ceases 2 amaze.. yet again it has amazed me wid its recent tremors.. last year on valentine's day [ironically] we had an earthquake dat shook d whole big hostel n we gals had screamed and ran outside.. n all hoola-baaloo associatd wid an earthquake ws der... d guys hd startd sm rumour dat d hostl, colleg bulidings, teachers quarters included :) wil al crumble dwn n no one is gonna survive.. d quake we had ws just a warm up... oh god! in assam we hv quakes happenin every single yr.. n m so usd 2 it dat wen dey dnt occur i get depressed.. ok dat ws an exaggeration bt ya dey r so common der..we assamese hv learnt 2 live wid it along wid al d odr things dat we r livin wid lik daily bombings by ULFA which is a terrorist organization..famous nationally..
comin back 2 d topic of my blog..earthquake..wel dis yr ..dis month precisely we again hd slight tremors dat shook our beds.. n gals came out screamin ..bt den dey ended b4 we cud get outside.. n slight tremors hv been happenin since.. sm imaginary, sm real.. i for one m quite shocked wid my behaviour..everytym b4 i sleep wen i lie down in my bed i feel my bed shakin.. gosh..aftr so many yrs of earthquake experience ..dis!! wel i hope my exams end.. m gettin tired of it.. n tired of imaginary earthquakes..

exams! ExamS! exaMS!

miss u--the world of blogging...
today n 2 more days are going to be spent with less sleep, loads of food n loads n loads of things crammed inside my head till i feel lik screaming out loud from the pressure and resort to things i absolutely must not in this time..like blogging.. oh well!