And as the cursed souls prepare for their doomed journey for hell, two angels sit above and weep.

Jessica : (sobbing)..I am so deep hearted today.And confused. I should be happy. Santosh has been convicted. I see hope for myself and my family. but, I am sad. I dont know why.

Priyadarshini : I know sis. You are sad because his two year old daughter has been robbed of a chance to grow up like normal people. Like u and i did. She will suffer. Where no life was to be harmed, 3 have been condemned. What drives people like Santosh?..And, i am sad because, somehow I dont see this as my victory. I am still dead. I still sit here, crying in despair for that one conversation with my mom, and dad.
No, I dont want revenge. I want to help Santosh and people like him all around this place, the disturbed souls seeking to satiate their greed, on the expense of others.

Jessica : Come here sis. I want a shoulder to cry on.

Priyadarshini : And i want a head to console. Wheres Hetal, our little angel? I told her to be here by this time.

Jessica, its u now

The court's much applauded verdict to award death penalty to Santosh kumar should come as no surprise to some.
'Justice delayed, but not denied'. that is what Indiatimes says in its caption. Hailing the 'media'(a welcome respite for the journalists), Priyadarshini's brother conceded that if it weren't for the awareness that the media cretaed about the lower court's acquittal of santosh, this day would'nt have been possible. So, for once,

"A job well done Boys. you deserve the bouquets this time around. Do it for Jessica now."..

Yes, do it for Jessica. I am with you. We all are.

Diary of a messiah-Conversations with god
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So, What's the deal..Lets be very clear here. I go in, try to make remind your people that

1. there's love and splendour all around.
2. happiness is not to be found, it is something to be experienced, in you.
3. the almighty watches above us, be rest assured of your life. It's coming out just fine.
4. Karma and Dharma do not complement God, they are God!..god, u sure abt this?..coz im gonna b shredded on tht thought literally..
5. America needs to be woken up.
6. Take Mush at gun point, n show the world what a sissy he is, as he shits in his pants. You better be good on the timing front.
7. The 'sadhus' and the 'karmayogis', is nothing but pseudo bullshit.

And what do i get?..

1. A life full of hate n doubt from all around.
2. A yellow robe, n an empty bowl, to beg(n by this, Im supposedly doing them a favour!!).
3. Pretentious people all around, waiting to slit my throat for encroaching on their self-proclaimed jobs'.
4. An honorary title, "the madman of the east".
5. A painful death.

Less chances of success(n im being considerate), certainity of pain n suffering..What am i waiting for?!!

But, God, one last question. You sure u know what u're doin?..(an approving nod)..alrighty then..here i go..

Marlon Samuels?!!!!!!!!!WTF..

What did he do on this earth, ever, to come out triumphs under prssure n hit tht ball to the fence!!!..No, something is terribly wrong in here..

60 balls 59 runs to win..7 wickets in hand..Windies are cruising..but still u u know sumthng is gonna happen..so, u stay on..
12 balls 10 runs to win..6 wickets in hand..Windies are cruising, wth a smiling lara out in the middle..but still u know sumthng is gonna happen, sumthng real gud..so, u chuck ur buk, n u stay on..
3 wickets in quick succession..u knew sumthng was gonna happen!!..now why wudnt u stay on for more..
3 balls 4 runs..'Marlon Samuels' hits..'its all over.the clock's run out, over, blow!!'..snap back to reality..n u move on..despondent..wondering...'Why Marlon Samuels?!!'..others..'Who is Marlon Samuels?!!i told ya, agarkar sucks..Dravid can never be aggressive..He should've given the ball to sachin..Our bowling deptt sucks..Pawar shud've played..(no this post is not abt the xpert comments..but why not one..sumtime else..)'..

Ofcourse, we all know Marlon Samuels' walk to fame..his massive fours off shane warne down under, elephant years back..

I am a firm believer in the law of averages. Yes, its all been calculated....n walking(counting each step) back to my room..i think..Something is not happenin as per plans here..Marlon Samuels was just not the guy..Runako Morton, Sarwan..agarkar(count him out for the crucial wides though..)..anybody, but him..

N yet he is..livin his night of glory..chuck it..

Spirit Rebellious

The spirit is rebellious. I am a happy-go-lucky person. But, for some strange reason, my spirit and soul beg to differ. It seeks grief when I am at the altar of happiness. It seeks hate and doubt, when I commit myself to love. I tried to make a truce with them once. I meekly surrendered to their wishes and did as told. But, they were never satiated. I had to turn a rebel myself.
Today, when I analyse what they made me to do, I am sure of one fact. They are just as confused as I am. My soul seeks Nirvana and salvation in the heart of desire(s). My spirit goes awry at the first indication of celebration, and then wants to go back into its cocoon half way through.
They are just fooling around. They exist only to befriend me when I need them the most. They teach me unforgettable lessons, lessons I didnt opt to be taught, and wash their hands of it, deeming it as 'worthwhile experiences'.

To know who you are, you should knw who you are not.

Shoot the man who said this. He doesnt know an inkpot from a shitpot. Shoot him before he comes up with another arse numbing dose of his self-righteous sayings.

My soul searches for light at the end of the tunnel, and doesn't let me switch the torch on, for it fears the spirit's happiness would take a hit by the revealation that we took 'external assistance' to perform a task.
I was of the impression all my life until now, that these two rogues are my guides. Now i know, they are not. They are as naive as I am. They are as vulnerable as I am.

The oppressed should be taught who his real master is.

Its not god. Its not the almighty that directs my soul to choose a certain path, either of love or fear. It's me. It has taken me 21 years to realise this. But, I have realised it. I have the power. I have the choice. Its not the inner voice in me that controls me. I control my inner voice. My soul and spirit are my slaves, not my masters. They should know that. And if they don't, they fuckin will, in due course of time.

Happy Diwali!...Count me out...

All the countless reasons that I would take consolation from to celebrate Diwali this year can never overpass the one reason why I don't want to. I am away from home. I am 2 years away from my home, my family, my bro. Though i have all my friends I need and would spend my time anyway, with, on Diwali, I feel shallow.
And i know my folks down there aren't into the festive spirit either.
I dont cry often. And i am not surprised by this realisation. But I am not surprised that my eyes are all moist right now either, beacuse i know that my folks too have their sobs running right now.
I love my family. They love me too.
I complete my family.
And. for a reason not worth this grief(read exams), my family is not complete today. Neither am I.

tujhse zindagi, hai yeh keh rahi, sab to paa liya, ab hai kya kami,
yun to saare sukh hain barse, par door tu hai apne ghar se,
aa laut chal tu ab deewane, jahan koi tujhe apna maane,
awaz de tujhe bulaye, yehi des.

Dad, I see the moment in front of me. You have a running fever, but, still, here you are, sitting outside in the cold wrapped up in shawls, to see me burst crackers.

Mom, there you are. Cooking those ever delicious pooris, withthe mouth watering dessert. And there I am, persuading you to come out and see me, excel in my adventure.

And, bro, there you are. Running all over the place, with your toy gun. I see you passing by me occassionally, with that gleam in your eyes.
And in your eyes I see myself. Proudly presenting a show for all of you, hoping each time I burst a cracker, to see you stand in awe and applaud.

I miss my family.
Happy diwali, all of you.

God : Your end is here.
Man : Not if you grant me the power, to create.
God : You deem yourself as a self-sufficient being. Learn yourself.
Man : (determined) Evolution is my birthright. And i shall have it.