Peace...

You find peace when u are least expecting it..
when u forget that u are looking for it :)

Soo many things are becoming clearer for me now...
on my way to find peace i guess...

Still in no shape no have a kid though :)


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Achu

feels good..:)

feels good to b in love...:)
feels good to not have to fake
feels good to not have to worry if she faking...
feels good to knw i am not alone
feels good to know i am being missed...
feels good to know i am in love and some one is in love wit me :)
feels good to be married :)

Why did all my mighty ancestors fall when attacked by Muslims...
Why did all my mighty Muslim ancestors fall when attacked by a company...
Why was I left at the withering end of a million year old civilization where both my ancestral lines are decaying....
Why was it that I am born as a generation rules by fat burger eating sloths....

I nature selecting human race for extinction...
Selecting the back stabbing traitors and the sneaky bastards who switched the sides at first sign of trouble...

Oh how proud I would have been of my ancestors if all my Hindu ones had DIED fighting the Muslim invaders...
or all my Hindu and Muslim ones had died fighting what came after....

I am the progeny of those who choose to survive...
My ancestor is of either a back stabber or a slimy sloth who chose life over dignity..

Do i have it in me to live in accordance with what my ancestors failed to live to or rather die to...
Or will I be just another one with out a  spine....

There is a level of insanity in me that needs some level of distractions to keep it from destroying me...
distractions can b anything..cigarette,booze,drugs,sex,love,friendships,trips,rain,books,analysing people....
i guess at some level i am broken
:D:D

They just keep on going round and round in my head...
my thoughts....
i think of dying...of killing
thoughts of lust of love...
thoughts that are utterly meaningless...
thoughts that are amazing...
i think of a life that can be amazing..and also about the pointlessness of it alll
i think of a god that could have been awesome..but who remains as just a could have been...

cigarettes..drinks...music..travel..arties...all help me nt think...
they help me be sane...by my own definition:)

Bored.....