Rejoice ...

Goddamn this dusty room
This hazy afternoon
I'm breathing in this silence like never before
This feeling that I get
This one last cigarette
As I lay awake and wait for you to come through that door
Oh maybe, maybe, maybe I can share it with you
I behave I behave I behave so I can share it with you

You are not alone dear loneliness
You forgot but I remember this
So stranger, stranger, stranger things have happened I know
I'm not alone dear loneliness
I forgot that I remember this
So stranger, stranger, stranger things have happened I know

And I dream about somewhere, a smoke will fill the air
As I lay awake and wait for you to walk out that door

I can change, I can change, I can change
But who you want me to be?
I'm the same, I'm the same, I'm the same, what do you want me to be?

You are not alone dear loneliness
You forgot but I remember this
So stranger, stranger, stranger things have happened I know

I'm not alone dear loneliness
I forgot that I remember this
You're not alone dear loneliness
You forgot but I remember this
Oh stranger, stranger, stranger things have happened I know

I'm not alone dear loneliness
I forgot that I remember this
Oh stranger, stranger, stranger things have happened I know

(Stranger Things - foo fighters)

Sarah Palin Emails

Although I am totally against invasion of privacy but then I am not much of a republican. So here is the link for those who missed the action.

http://wikileaks.org/wiki/Sarah_Palin_Yahoo_account_2008

Stupidity at its best.

Beyond the mirror

Honesty has a sad side. It is painful and unbearable at times. Within this sadness their is a sigh of relief because a truth gets unearthed and everything gets clear. Their is a path that leads to this truth. Happiness on this path is a prostitute that satifies only if paid and that too for a very short time. Questions on this path are like thorns that can either bruise or pierce right through. The honesty lay in the asking not in the answering.

It is hard to dismiss a fact, because it is tangible once apparent. Interestingly the same fact was always a reality but was unacceptable because it had no shape and stood only on a broken structure of words. Words, that give meaning to all that exists, can entangle everything if not respected. Playing the game is not an option but that is where the fascination lies. Like an unopened birthday present; an untouched, fully clad woman.

Getting rejected is not as bad as getting dismissed for having thoughts that mean nothing. It is a human trait not to understand what lies beyond the mirror image. What is to be believed? The left is actually right and the right is actually left. Is this the fact? Is this honest? Is this true? This is painful. This is unbearable. It all means nothing. Dismissed.