Mannerism is decptive. It brings order and uniformity for effective communication and yet it creates rifts when we do not meet a little less civilized ill-mannered people even if they touch our heart. It teaches us to use thank you and sorry more often, as an excuse to cause mistakes more frequently and we love to be mannered.Who will not? It hides us. It makes us feel good. It creates a veil between us and how we are suppose to be. I apologise to all the mannered people.I am sorry if I have hurt their sentiments.Am I really feeling so? I need to check perhaps!

Nothingness is awesome, yet I am scared, fulfillment haunts me.It would follow soon, conquring all the free space. I wonder where I will go? I praised idleness. Russel, could you answer me?

The question of immorality banged my head. It was unplesant. It continued for long.I was oblivious. It became plesant,I was immoral and this time it was a turn of morality to bang.

I feel the emptiness again, the death of another me...
Another me created by someone...
Where is the real me...
How many times, I will moult..
Layer by layer..
Am I scared of me?

As I observe the subtle details, I realise the futility of experiences..

Accepting one's limitations and capabilty ' at an instant' is an art when it is considerd a sin in sane world. I wish to become insane one day.

Random Thoughts

Everytime it starts with the promise, everytime it breaks with a hope!
And I remain devoted hopelessly from the beginning to the end.

I said, ‘ I’ ll stop loving you the day I find someone who loves me more than I love you.’
He said, ‘What if you find me?’

Life flows and sometimes you just feel like freezing the flow!

I was so busy planning things that I missed the pleasure of serendipity!

I was happy because life was moving on. I was crying because life was moving on without me and you. It was virtual movement of unknown towards unknown. People said ‘Life moves on’ .Indeed it does, leaving behind me and you.

As I bid goodbye to myself, I said,'Take Care'.