nothing

sorry

sorry, the other self of mine whom i call hypercipher is really getting neglected. sorry to those also who at any point had liked my posts. i'll come back. soon. may be tomorrow. agar kaam jyada nahi hua toh.

I'm tired

I'm tired. I'm tired. I'm tired.
tired of sleeping at midnight or the next morning. tired of the struggle to get the right layout. tired of skipping breakfast or lunch or dinner everyday. tired of struggling with the non-c0-operative sleep at the odd hours. tired of FREEHAND, PHOTOSHOP CS3, Gmail, Orkut. tired of looking at those beautiful women, my best friend's best friends who belongs to some other guy. always.

someday

someday i feel like no one. feel completely out-of-place, scattered everywhere. i don't know how and when this feeling starts bothering me. but the moment i realize it, it becomes deeper and sharper. i think, see, hear, feel everything differently. everybody seem so unknown and unfriendly. and keeps on bothering me. and keeps on disturbing me. unless i get tired and dine and go to sleep for the longest of the nights.

wake up next day and it's gone. gayab, chale gechhe.

someday i'm the most 'I'.

scattered thoughts

1. 'what' doesn't matter. who's saying that all matters.

2. birth - death. the idea is we have to spend this time nicely with peace, happiness and all.

3. money is not everything

4. money is everything

5. it's difficult to handle not-so-nice people

6. if i come on time, the train gets delayed. if i come 2 minutes late, the train comes and goes on time.

7. it's always very easy. if you know how.

8. there's always a nicer side of everything. we can't see it always, that's different.

9. so many things are following us. signals of mobile phones, girl yet to be my life partner, one fight with neha then the retreat, one afternoon in the rain, one great idea that'll catch me say in january 2008.

10. nothing is too late.

11. 10 was a nice number

Cntrl+Z

I miss two things in life, missed call and Cntrl+Z button. Yesterday I lost the ticket. My mother's ticket to Delhi. I was thinking if I could give a missed call to the ticket. I got it after sometime without any noise. Everyday so many times my thumb and index finger presses the Cntrl+Z button in air. Nothing happens. Nothing is supposed to happen. I just miss the two diagonally positioned buttons.
We're in a big trouble. Because there's no Cntrl+Z button.

Those stupid people

They are old. They talk, act, behave stupid. They don't know how to read-write-send an sms or a mail.
They get puzzled that how our little kid manages to earn and throw so much money. They have to be told that guess, gap are more than just English words. Apple is more of an electronic brand than a fruit. But few things no-one knows better than them.
They come less, they go often. The next time they go may not come again. There's so much less time left for them. Civilization killed so many things. Technology killed so many things. Money kills so many things everyday. Our parents, last of their kind. Endangered. A whole species is about to get extinct. Nobody bothers. Nobody cares.

All hybrid lives will be roaming on earth. No original. No nonsense.