Transcending Duality

Very much like te experience of Gutam Buddha, when after years of seeking, he finally gave up, knowing there was nothing more that he can do..That very night he became enlightened.....The enlightened man is the greatest stranger in the world; he does not seem to belong to anybody. No organization confines him, no community, no society, no nation....Transformation comes like death...in its own time..and like death, it takes you from one dimention to another.

CLAIRVOYANCE

"I feel there are two people inside me - me and my intuition. If I go against her, she'll screw me every time, and if I follow her, we get along quite nicely.”

it appears to be the extrasensory perception of reality...my premonition keeps our energies dovetailed even in the most unrealistic times...

Attention Dr. Love!

when your mental state starts affecting your physical state and sets foot in your sub-conscious or whatever/wherever is when people fall ill...

i have...and this is the 5th day running...

finally sick leaves being utilized in a true sense...

Kindly parcel Dr. Love to my doorstep...

the day im ur feather...tum phu phu karna

believe it...two days...asked out by two men....
not something im really proud of...

the following are hereby barred from asking me out/hitting on me:
rapists
dopies
father figure uncles
once upon a time bhaiyas
the model types (yes...i dont like men who are more chikna than i am),
men who tend to use the words - chilling, babe, chick,baby, gal, dude, cool..(ill think of some more n update u)
no shaved chests
no crotch hugging jeans
no pointy shoes
no body builders
no nerds
no alcoholics
no smokers
nobody with a background in abusive violent behavior

i was trying to sip ur thoughts through a transparent mohito with me floating in em as green as the mint leaf on the side of ur memory while the world thought the alcohol content was as content as she thought he would make her ...

or break her..

wah taaj!

maybe-baby

i cant believe what i was doing today..im so stupid..stupid stupid...roopa coudnt stop abusing the hell out of me...and i couldnt believe it myself..till i was interrupted with the fact...and not that i knew what i was doing...believe me...even though this is not the first time..but i have to stop..this has to stop...its is the others who see it...and slam it right at my face...just the way it was put on a silver platter today and slammed right at me...

till the time u remain me i will not be myself...

and this is a serious self-built concern

the memoirs of a sub-standard love story..

Vincent Van Gogh continually painted the sun his whole life, he loved the sun so much. In fact, it was the sun that drove her mad. For one year continuously he was standing and painting under the hot sun. His whole life revolved around the sun. And the day he was contended, with the painting he had always wanted to make - and to paint this painting he had painted many others. The day he was content..he committed suicide..because his work was done and it was pointless to live...

- Osho