Friday, November 23, 2007

[i sway wherever you will go -the calling]
[i stray mmm oh yea today i cooked 'chanay ki daal ka halwa'
ohkie let me take some pictures of it n i'll be back to publish this piece of.. post then. hehh:P]














well heck, it IS the internet.
i feel disconnected with.

i kept writing in all these days.. was just saving my venoms in form of drafts. i kept saving my favourite piece of verses, sestinas..lyrics. i kept collecting those excerpts. hmm blogger offers a range of options. Options' that my life never offers me.

blah blah blah.. just bitching about the same old things i guess, not worth writing about. i can't tell how much i cringe while reading some of these posts. they are bad, i know. they make me want to delete delete delete. but dont worry dear non-existent readers n my darling yellowlane, i won't do so. i'll keep my horribly written n poorly constructed writings for all of the world..for generations n generations to come. maybe one day, long after i'm gone, people will uncover these posts and some of them may attempt to understand just what the fcuk was wrong with me.... maybe you're one of those people.

oh well, yea, i suppose i'll finish it some day. but before that i have more than chapters to give! you just stay with me. tell me you just STILL luves me.


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in all the past few days.. i was not dead, and probably wont' be for a good long while. just thought YOU might want to know that. im completely contented. thats just a way of my incoherent writings. don't mind.

0 lend me some sugar.

 
written by jia.

  ..so lately i have been in this stay-up-till 7am, ungrammatical, nostalgic, talk to myself. paranoid, insomniac, wide eyed, and a little intense. okie maybe little is an understatement. wish i knew if i wanted stability more than the complete range of emotions and melodrama. if only life could be summarized in one simple word...good or bad. -im too young to be stuck somewhere in the middle, sitting on a fence and whining about it. no, i cant write an intro for myself, hence i ask you to read the damn blog. maybe.. you'll find out more through my posts. n in the meanwhile take a panadol handy.. .

tell me you luv me..

Terror Alert Level -

Terror Alert Level

dynasty -

One crow sorrow
Two crows mirth
Three crows a joining
Four crows a birth
Five crows lucky
Six crows cold
Seven crows a secret
Never to be told

mantra -
 

- Lately...

 When I was a child
a story was told
about the devil
and a girl so bold.
He offered her riches,
a fortune of gold,
and lovers abound.
But she lifted her soul,
she lifted her soul clean.
Like the story was told
on a dark country road
the same man appeared to me...

But I reached, I reached
through the rain to the Devil's feet.

Now twenty years later
to the place I return where I scorned the angels
for a passion that burned.
There set in a tree
a knot twisted and turned,
the face of a creature Hell bound.
So long ago
could my mind've played jokes on me?
As darkness sets in,
unavoidable sin,
the truth I try not to believe....

That I reached, I reached
through the rain to the Devil's feet.

-by Azure Ray

 

ode to meaning..

_________________

One Tree Hill - New Zealand.
Dedicated to Xulfee Bhai, who chose to die in the Summer of 2003 Oct 7.

calm before the storm

_________________

Numb by Linkin Park

And i know
I may end up failing too
But i know
You were just like me with someone disappointed in you..
I've become so Numb...I can't feel you there.

moon phase
 

calculated distractions

broken promises ..

said he: tum jaisay doosron say bhaagti ho aur chupati ho .. wohi mere saath bhi kiya....  "  

~*~  current mood ...

                 

coffee files...

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