Intellect? Just for the name of it

 Not so long ago I had been a girl who used to wait for every political conference to be aired, loved keeping track of all the political moves and the parties, literally knew of every new announcement even before daddy comes to know of, loved defending my point of view from friends to teachers to anyone who cared to argue. Knew our politicians the scandals, had heroes, inspirations, burning hatred for the cheats the loots. It wasn’t limited to the country; national, international even had strong opinions pertaining to the morning show hosts, in short aspiring journalism.

And now a person who would only read fiction, Google funny articles and chitchat with friends on the new fashion trends and makeup, you can say from an intellect to just a down rite stupid and dumb girl, who got to know that Maya khan has been fired after 12 hours when a friend thought of bitching about the episode and was shocked to found out that I didn’t even know, the caring soul even forwarded me the link and damn I wasn’t even interested in opening it, who even cares who the crazy woman is after for the publicity stunt, she is too ‘paindu’ to grab my interest on the first place unless she catches me going against her new moral code of ethics.

Well the point is, I no longer care what the other is suffering from unless in affects me individually and I am not alone so you cannot blame me, why should I keep track of the bomb blasts and that another Swiss account scandal and get blood pressure over the tax refund I won’t be getting anyway. Staying updated sounds highly intellectual but not at the expense of the helpless feeling it gave me, you can say I have given up, I simply do not have the guts to go out change or even raise my voice, no one would listen, no one would support so why just why should I cry and have sleepless nights over the suffering of a young girl I cannot go out and help.

What I do instead now is; pray silently not for the individual who gives me sleepless nights but for every one, praying that they never get to bear what the ones before them did. And yes not knowing about the situation doesn’t affect the intensity of my prayers because deep down I am aware of what’s going on despite shutting my eyes to the world.

miss you?

I miss you, I miss you, I miss you
And it's not a burning desire to see you
This rain is giving me enough of your feel
Hugging me more with every droplet
Bringing you closer and closer
For a moment it doesn't matter
Whether you walk beside
Or we lay side by side
All I know for now that it has quenched my thirst
More than it has yours
And I take liberty to be selfish enough to say
I am more at ease than you are.

Forbidden

I am forbidden
And it entices you more
Taste of which would give a new dimension
To the fire already ablazed in you

I am not denying my thirst
Not even the level of ecstacy I derive from it
But knowing quenching it would only appease
What i have yearned to fuel from an eternity

Dont ask me why don't i love you back
It's really some thing i lack
Please don't blame me for something i dont have
It would only hurt you more than it already has
You blame me for being unfaithful
Ask yourself, did i ever commit?
Why do you even blame me for hurting you this bad
When you claimed you know me best
You say i should change
I tried
But honestly the will to do is another I lack.

My best friend forever

When I say, you just can never get as lucky as I am because I have a best friend you would say can never exist and those who know us mock us and give us lectures on how good it is to be social in life… I just know they are jealous and mask their empty lives with being under ‘the social banner’, but I am content with having just one friend, after meeting whom my friendship criteria has risen to such a level you cannot meet and I don’t want you to meet, yea I sound odd but that is how you feel after having the most perfect relationship on this planet, it makes you proud (YES).

Cant figure out, why tea/coffee?

Drugs? No I don’t take, Vampire? No no I am not, I have no such addiction. On the contrary I get quiet baffled by the fact that almost every single person since some point in history (I don’t care enough to know) get a headache if they don’t start off their day with a cup of HAWT tea in our dais and coffee in the foreign :P.

A Chinese saying even identifies tea as one of the basic 7 daily necessities, other being fuel, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. Then there is coffee which is the most traded agricultural commodity in the world, its first cultivation dating back to Arabia.

 I don’t deny the nutritional content of these most loved drinks, cancer fighting properties or the headache relief advantages, but don’t you think vegetables, chicken, mutton and beef equally offers us all the nutrients we want, then why don’t the vegetarians consume meat and the non vegetarians that scrumptious green salad just for the sake of nutrition.

So I believe all these studies to find out the good properties of chai and the coffee are merely to justify the societies addiction to these beverages and nothing more, Hehe because my mother certainly doesn’t drink 4 cups a day just for the sake of piling up on the benefits, whereas I am happy without the addiction.

Happy drinking :P