Inky Pinky Ponki

Its not just a counting out game children play. It indeed is an important way to figure out who you want to have as the last man standing. For some you will always be the choice and for some you will always be just an option.

The hard fact remains - Never make someone a priority if you are just an option for them. Just take a good look at your friends, family, co workers and significant others. There is no excuse for poor behaviour of people; just dont accept anything less than you deserve and weed out the rest!

Do things for people who in turn will do things for you! Give up things for people who will in turn give up things for you! Have people around you who in turn want to have you around!

Dont worry about the rest as they will have another option nearby.

Pondering-ly Yours
Faded Glory

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Thoughts that are frightening
Strike like lightening
That I am stuck
And out of luck

For what its worth
Life, Death and Birth
Act, Think, Live Now
yet life fails, and How

Someday Il learn
To play a good turn
Till then I wont quit
Reaching there bit by bit

The X Factor

The simplest reaons why the 'EX' is called an 'EX' is coz its an 'EX'ample of who you should not be with in any way and 'EX' as in she/he having an 'EX'it from your life. If its a thing of the past - past is where it should stay!

But then as life shall have it - its never as simple! All people are left with as a result of mixing up the past with the present is complications to deal with.

Food for thought

I want to.
I should.
I have to.
I ought to.
I could.
And yet, I cant....give up eating junk!

A walk to remember

Its just not a bloody movie! Its a movie that made me cry! Had my own little 'A Walk to Remember. 3 hours. On Foot. From Dhaula Kuan to Home.

With tired feet, a dead brain, cold hands, heavy shoulders and a small little heart that has little hope for myself, I said to myself a million times over - I will never be understood and accepted.

Wait Watching

We play a endless waiting game – life and me. Life waits for me to turn into the person it wills for me to be. I wait for it to turn into what I expect out of it. Some days life wins. Some days I win.

And in all the days that lie in between, there’s just the endless waiting.

Sigh-ingly yours
Faded Glory

Come Undone!

I can feel my heart
And it's fit to burst
I try to clean it up
But I just get worse

With the sun setting on 2010, my head is bombarded with a million thoughts. Its like a perfect ending - a weekend, a month end and a year end. Sometimes just one small thing ruins it all. Sometimes just one thing makes it worthwhile. I ve got the former all year through like little packets bursting to wake me up from the dream where everything is fine. What a waste sometimes it can be to weave something! As perfect it may seem - Just pull one string and it comes undone.

Foolish-ly yours
Faded Glory