Wouldn't it be nice if on a moon-lit night,
we were together, you and I...
a light breeze wiping out all that pain...
we let the magic weave us whole again...
you become you and I become me,
& we walk away like we never were we

OK... this is weird!!I had an early weekend when a particular class was cancelled...and I expected my dutiful self to get down to the jobs at hand (read washing clothes and completing 5 chapters of semantics and computational grammar!!) and here I am, Friday noon...after a rather early night yesterday( a respectable 12.30 am) and a three hours of a blissful nap in the morning (post breakfast to pre lunch, straight!!) dutifully commenting on friends' blogs!! a very productive job, I tell you!! and now I have to leave...not to my study table...but out with friends for the evening...and the best part is, I might just scrap the plan...because am dreadfully sleepy!!
is it the lazy me or is it the sleep-inducing music in the EFL-U air???

Its 2am in the morning and I am wide awake...am intrigued...by death...Do people ever think of how they would like to end their lives??? Do you ever have any fascination for a certain modus operandi for your own death? I never knew I did!

The idea of a free fall has always intrigued me...falling from a cliff...a real high cliff... all you have to do is just let yourself loose...arms outstretched...legs apart...that primordial posture... n you just go down... Down! Down! Down!

Carefree... numb...when time seems eternity...or may be a moment! All you can see, is perhaps the cliff. The tip from where you started (that is, if you want to spoil the reverie by opening your eyes!) transcending the realms of reality ,you just descend into the euphoria of nothingness...the freedom of un-belonging... and you just go down...down! down! Down!

Resigned on life... un-loved life...totally...absolutely! but this resignation is not shrouded by despair... it ensues from contentment...a happy heart..a satisfied soul...who has lived through this world, and is now looking forward to the next... perhaps a higher world...perhaps not...will find out!

And so, you don’t dread hitting the ground...reality is lost on you, remember? The epiphany has gone past. The physicality of it is only a consequence. The blows that life has dealt to you are perhaps too hard-hitting to make you conscious of this one. The stupor of the soul can no more be broken... I just go down... down! Down! Down!

Oh! For that contentment! This life!

That fulfilment! I yearn for this experience...