Saturday - 8/02/2014
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You just can’t force anyone to
write anything about which he doesn’t feel in his heart right away. Writing for me comes from the heart and it is
just explodes inside you. A great way to exhaust your feelings. There was a
time when I used to hide all those but now I made it all public in my blog
which is well in fact equal to keep the words secret because no one cares to do
a visit. Do I care for others writings? How much I, myself see? Well none is particular
and I am not ashamed of confessing it and so I don’t expect to visit and view
mine and if there will be some person who visits in future then I won’t have to
explain everything to him/her because their visiting means they care. And a
person who cares for you don’t need explanation always for everything because
there is something which logic can’t explain.
My internet came to me yesterday
and here am I not feeling to go and stay online. It’s so boring for me to there
and I don’t want to get into the mess once again. I like blogging much. No one
need to listen to someone other’s shit and yet you don’t have to worry about
someone getting into your shit. I don’t like people who pokes noses unnecessarily.
Life is here is very serene. In my home nothing new to read, obviously I don’t like
my study books so much and I don’t have any more movies left. The game on my
desktop is just boring. Not feeling to play it and probably I will uninstall it
soon. It’s so disappointedly story less. And talking about the stories, today’s
games are all about graphics. The more pixels they pump and the technicality
they show in their games where mini games are very much embedded in the main
game is actually very irritating. Why don’t they just make some good story and
create a good ambiance. Some games comes up with good story. Recently I played
Bioshock Infinity. It’s really a good game.
Haven’t downloaded any magazines
yet because old magazines are yet to read. I should have cleaned up the mess
then I will download the new. There is nothing to download now and I am
seriously feeling too much reluctant to download some old songs. No doubt they are
great as they are past Grammy nominees. But then again, what I am going to do
with all these loads of music when I don’t feel to hear to it. Even after much
trouble I am able to sync all my music to my phone I don’t feel listen to it. Well
I think entertainment is just for the happy minds and it’s not always goes in opposite
way. It doesn’t mean that entertainment would make you happy always. Happiness is
just a state of mind, they say it, but what they don’t say is that it is also
based upon some factors. You just can force yourself to be happy. You can
pretend for some time only and after you will feel tired of wearing a mask.
I know, most of my writing here doesn’t
make any sense and then again if you need sensible work of literature there are
tons of them in Amazon.com, this place might not be the place for the next
booker winner but hey again I am a jack of all trades and master of none. I know
I am a shitty coder, a bad leader, a looser in personal life, a jackass in
professional one. I don’t write sing or play anything. I suck at sports. The only
thing I have a thoughtful mind capable of dreaming with eyes open. Often I make
resolutions in my mind too blog daily and then at the end of the day I tell to
myself that what happened by the name of fucken lord in my life special today?
NOTHING. Same old drama happened. And it will continue for the last breath of
mine. Maybe the character and the stage will change but my misery wont.
I am getting all the wrong
persons in my life. I mean how I could end up with these people. And it’s all
because of these cyber connectivity. My god they are just the most improper
beings in my life. Why I get the people who don’t like and me and in the end I start
to hate them. Am I becoming a hater? Because it’s not what I want to be. I have
seen haters are they are even more miserable than me. They can’t trust anyone. And
I don’t think that they live while they are alive. I don’t want this kind of
paranoid life. It just SUCKS.
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