>me<

Welcome to my World..

Spend all your time waiting For that second chance For a break that would make it okay There's always one reason To feel not good enough And it's hard at the end of the day I need some distraction Oh beautiful release Memory seeps from my veins Let me be empty And weightless and maybe I'll find some peace tonight In the arms of an angel Fly away from here From this dark cold hotel room And the endlessness that you fear You are pulled from the wreckage Of your silent reverie You're in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort there So tired of the straight line And everywhere you turn There's vultures and thieves at your back And the storm keeps on twisting You keep on building the lie That you make up for all that you lack It don't make no difference Escaping one last time It's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees In the arms of an angel Fly away from here From this dark cold hotel room And the endlessness that you fear You are pulled from the wreckage Of your silent reverie You're in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort there You're in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort here

>Reminisce<

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

-i hate flying...-

I had read somewhere...

leonardo da vinci : "Once a person has tasted flight he will forver walk this earth with his eyes skywards, for he had been there and will always long to go back there"

Me: "Dude with all due respect can i get u a Spice-jet ticket?"

I just landed today from one such "flight" and i would carefully choose my words and try not to upset the concerned.."The flight was interesting"
I learnt that it dosnt take too much for a heart to be seized by an attack.And that too something which lasts few seconds.I shall try and describe it and i know even before i start tat i cannot do justice to it..U have to experience it to understand...

Initially the craft goes round and round for some starnge reason even after announcing that " we are ready for landing and i suppose tat means we are landing but not here..in this particular aircraft we are ready for landing denotes we are at a decent.
Anyhow, so the craft is going round and round and i wonder have we lost our way or something, can that guy sitting in the cock-pit(find tat name funny) even see the taxing area...Why are we faffing around in the air?
So this bird is on its way to the ground and i can see the tared road next to me..and then i hear a deafening sound..its still ringing in my ears...does a jerk as hard as a situation wherein my shoulders bang into my next seat girl's shoulders is considered a bad landing?Or a shake which can make ur intestines churn and practically change the location of all of your vital organs be considered normal?

You tell me..

So Leo...flying is not an experience everyone enjoys..only a few priviledged ones..as far as my guess goes!!!

Currently feeling:

Listening to:

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| This angel fell @ 2:03 PM |

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>The Fallen<
My name is...it doesn't matter....All you need to know is that I am a psychoneurotic.I am paranoid.I am obsessive.I am unpredictable. I am jealous.I am domineering.I am over-protective.I suffer from obsessive compulsive disorder. I am a nervous wreck.I am hydrophobic.I am confused. I am guilty.I suffer from mnemophobia.I am unjustified.I am disturbed, demented, deranged and distracted. I am Acrophobic.I am a pessimist.I believe that any man is a sad excuse for a human being.I wish killing men would be legalised. I would have been seen carrying a shot gun with me all the time.I sincerely believe that yin is stronger than yang. I still believe that fire spitting dragons exist even now. I am a crazy shit headed control freak. You are probably much more saner than me..And i probably dont give a shit...