9 posts tagged “someone”

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Coldplay - Everything not lost

Coldplay

There was this song I was listening to, Everything’s not lost. By Coldplay. One of my most listened to bands. [Yea, yes am a wimpy alternative guy, you got a problem with that?] .

And I was thinking of things it was about. It speaks of demons inside and of demons outside.   Some good ones and the rest inside of you.  Heh. It speaks of a very elusive trick to handle situations when you feel all is lost around you or that you have been neglected by people you cared for. Well , all you need to do is just count the demons inside you and still hope and know that not everything is lost. Well, you still have your demons in you.

 Hmm. You need to convince yourself that the demons who caused the situation around you still reside within you. Its not the people’s fault. They are innocent and simple, you have to rectify yourself. Improve maybe. You can either get rid of your demons and make friends again or just stay with your demons until you cease to breathe. Either way, not everything is lost and neither will you ever be alone. [And mind you, do not assume being alone and feeling lonely are the same things].

Even after writing all this shYt, I feel I should put down the idea in a more understandable form for the benefit of the “non-alternative people”. No offence . What I meant to portray in the above paragraph is that, when you feel everything is lost and that people have started to hate you or neglect you for no viable reason you can think of, then know that it is your fault. The faulty attitude or actions of yours is what caused your current situation. So quit whining and start recovering. Set yourself right. Get rid  of your evils.  Don’t blame others. Either that or just make friends with your evils. Love thyself.

xD

Whatever the case, the thing what got me was that I had been using this trick myself for quite some time now. Well, I wont tell you how good or bad the results are, but what I will tell you is that I love my evils.

Later.

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Do you see, what I see?

Do you think, what I think?

Do you believe in what I believe?

There is one cure for you then. Read between the lines.

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dont.

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Story

You want to turn back but are on a one way street.

You play with fire and dont want to get burnt.

You inspire joy but dont want to be happy.

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You *fall* in love when you don’t *choose* to.. when it just happens when it cant be *helped* you run around like a lost puppy because by the time you understand one thing another thing begins to happen....and there sits life laughing at your stupidity and finally when you do know how it works....love leaves you get the final blow....nothing else is ever the same....I haven’t met anyone who could dodge that trick....so life tries again and again....on every single person....and laughs at its own superiority...

And then there is another scene....you choose to love....you choose someone you don’t feel for....don’t like, don’t hate, don’t pay attention at all....and you learn to appreciate every single thing about that person....
You learn how that person thinks, laughs, cries, talks. You notice, and as you watch and gradually you learn to appreciate his/her existence, you choose to make that person a part of yourself and you observe everything because you are not blinded by the *magic* named *love* because in love everything seems perfect and beautiful but it's not...
When you *choose to love*, you *choose to appreciate reality*, you learn to appreciate the beauty of someone's existence.

That is the way I want love, I want to see you grow, every second and the love the beauty of your very existence.

{No, not me.
The above were spoken by someone, someone special..
But the person who said these knows not the mark they left..}

Later..

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The speaking tree says this.

O you, the one blessed with the black heart. All your heartfelt wishes shall be granted. But granted they shall be, by the devil.
If you so wish for yourself, you shall be cursed.

Even today when I look back at times past, I always have tried so hard not to wish for anything, not to expect. It comes true always, but the devil gives nothing for free, sigh*

I try hard to suppress my wishes, my dreams. But sometimes, I am just not in time to ...
yes, I persist, persist I do. But..even
Persistence needs assurance.

An assurance of a tomorrow. No, I dont want it to be bright or cheerful. Just another day tomorrow. Another day to live and to wish for a day after.

And another day after, and another.
Until a certain fairy tale comes true.

Just until then.

Later..

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Hmm, almost everyone loves window shopping. I am not everyone
There is always something that catches ones imagination.
Perhaps a long lost fantasy.
Perhaps a nightmare you wanted to relive.

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Then we start saving for it. I am not we,
Finally we think we have enough to buy it. Think again.
Suddenly you find your fantasy is not for sale.
Your riches are useless. Reality hits you. Hard. Heh

Some days later you will realize. Realize it was never for sale. It never will be.
Your fantasy. Your imagination. Your nightmare. It was always yours.

Since the beginning of this year..there was a ghost living in me. No, I was not taken...rather I hid this particular one inside me.

When she died, I took whatever left of it and hid it in the safest place I could find. Inside myself. The ghost has remained there ever since, even though I had forgotten , Months have passed and yet...

A few days back, suddenly I realized all I had been doing was trying to fulfil its ambition and dreams. Trying to live the unfulfilled life of the ghost..darn. It was a horrid day for me. But somehow I seemed to like it. Afterall, I was doing something for someone in me..if not myself.

Heh, no wonder I hate all of you. My ghost consumes all my love, my care, my affection. No, I cannot love anyone.

Forgive me.

Later..

I watched, I waited.
You came, you waited.

I saw, you saw.

Saw everything, not each other.

Somehow, this was not meant to be, or was it?
Was I late or too early, the deed has been done. Maybe, something will be different the next time..or will it be the same as it always has been.

Later..