In a Days' Work.

In a Days' Work, I mean without work.

Diary Entry # 2

My daily routine does't comprise of anything special. I mean nothing at all. It just has eating, sleeping, sometimes reading and then repeat. Yeah! Pretty much it, like I mentioned in my previous posts as well, I guess. So, anyway, I decided to go out somehow. A movie perhaps. That sounded like a good idea. I go online to see the movies that are playing and check the show timings. After checking all out, it was concluded that I'd go for the first show the next morning, which is today. And also I had a free burger coupon at McDonalds, which would expire by this month end. So, if I could go like an hour before the show timing, I could grad my free Burger and later enjoy the movie as well.

The alarm snoozed for like half an hour or so. One of my roommate has to go to office early, like at 0900 hours. That's the normal office timings right! Yeah, I guess. I have never been to office, so far. So, I wake up after half and hour. And the show was exactly half an hour later. Oh,!@#$@#! After cursing for a little while, I check the timings for the next show. That sounded acceptable. So, I get ready to go for the movie.

In the meantime, I got a message from one of my friend. He asks me about what my plans for today. Now there is a little history with this guy. He is just like me, Jobless with a Job. And we pretty much hang out together, sometimes. First time, he asked me about going for Go-Karting to which I agreed to come. And that idea was kept due to the latest possible time available. But when I was going for the IndiBlogger's Meet, he messaged me then asking whether I was up for that Go-Karting or not. To which I had said that I was already on my way to the meet and I can't possibly come to that. So, he referred that  as "Giving a Hand", a sarcastic remark for otherwise known as betrayal/something like that. Second time, he goes to a movie without even asking me. So, I tease him with the same reference which he made at me. Then, suddenly out of the blue I go to a park to click some photos and fortunately there was some event going on there - Flower Show for Republic Day. Luckily, I got a chance to click some amazing flowers that day. And I didn't ask him as I thought he wasn't interested in visiting a Garden. Well, who does, unless you have a gf/bf. Or a Camera, in my case. :P . Now that reference was back at me. 2 counts on my side and 1 count on his. Then, he asks whether we were playing Cricket for the weekend, so that he could also join us. Yeah, of course. We could need an few more players. So, I call him for the game on the weekend. And he was already busy playing one game in the locality. Though he does't like playing there, and he said he would come but never turned up. Now, a point on his side. So, for the next couple of days and weeks, I'd get every possible chance to increase his score. And he has a very high score, if I must say. 

So, when he asked me about my plans for today, I replied that I was thinking about going for a movie. To which he immediately replies with the reference. I tried to convince him that I too wan't sure about going, which I wasn't until he messaged. But he never stopped. saying that I was Giving a Big Hand. I even asked him whether he would come. I knew he wouldn't and replied the same . And anyway, I went to the Movie "A Good Day to Die Hard". Ate a free Burger and watched the movie. 

The Movie.

Total Crushing - The first action scene has so much crushing that I can't even describe. There is this Strong Muscular Hard Metallic Army Truck which smashed into every car on the road. Crushed the hood, the rear, the everything of the car. Total Fatality. If it was in real life, it would cost hundreds of millions of damage. No kidding. The plot was tricky, yet nice. Then of course, when there is Bruce Willis, there is obviously some action and a lot of Guns. So, I would say you should watch that movie, well at least once. It will be worth your money. I stopped speaking about the movie, b'cuz I am too bad at reviewing. 

Pretty much for one day, I guess. Wait! There is some more. Oh No! Sorry, what ? The moon was shining in its beauty and in its full shape, I guess, well it seems totally round and really big and scarily close. I get back to my room after a coffee, get my Camera out and start clicking. Boom! The moon seems to be much smaller than I could see with my naked eye. Even after zooming the maximum extent. Guess what? I need a new and better Telephoto lens. Damn! The wish list keeps piling up and the worst - I haven't struck out even one. #FML. And just a while back, I went to the terrace to get my cloths. And there it is was - Big, White, Shining. I would like to capture that beauty. Dear Camera! You let me down. :( 

- Ajay Kontham [ 2013 ]

'SnoBowling'.

Diary Entry # 1

I drift away with a slow-soothing music while my mind keeps churning its unimaginable thoughts out of nowhere known. The thoughts keeps jumping and hopping being too unstable that they are. I just can't keep to just one thought. And I am confused at that. I get certain vibes that I am not normal. Of course, I ain't no Normal. I'm extraordinary! Well, I was kidding. Phew! Who didn't know that fact? It is all scrambled up here, up in my mind which seems to be like, I-don't-know-whats-going-on kind of. I am confused, I guess. Or Just I am Crazy, may be.

I had planed to go for a movie. But then again, my mind deceives me of the time that I wake up. I sleep some more. I am an insomniac person, you know ! So, I don't sleep at nights. By the I hit the bed, it is almost six in the early morning. Go Figure! And the first show for the movie is generally at ten. And I wake up at exact nine to brush and then again at twelve for lunch, I guess! Then what luck may have overtook the little patience that I had, the bloody Power goes off. And that stays like that till eight in the night. And what do I do ? Don't even get me started. Because there is nothing, of course. First of all, My Laptop is just awesome. It just stays alive for a maximum period of 5-10 minutes. Yeah! Isn't it awesome! Bazinga! And I take out of my to-read-novel-since-past-few-weeks and start reading. I complete like 3 pages with out a break - lightening fast and then realize I am feeling sleepy. I close my eyes for like 5 minutes. Boom, Its half past seven. I get confused. I try to think hard. How can I, I mean Me , sleep for that long? After hitting my head over the wall for quite some time and not getting anywhere with any answer, I retire to my phone which seems to be almost-dying while it flashes "Low Battery" repeatedly. If it hadn't given me warning messages, probably it could last for another ten to fifteen minutes. I curse it. I curse the time. I curse almost everything at that moment. This is pretty much how the week days go by recently these days. Happened twice this week - So it is a routine, right ? 

That thing - The SnoBowling.

So, I get busy playing some awkward Facebook games at afternoons, when I get a message from one of my friend saying that lets go to McD for lunch. I had a hard time believing that because that guy is not really a McD (McDonald) guy because he always complains about it saying that he can't eat the bread, and its related things. So, yeah, I gulp the confusion ad ask him what's happening? He just replies that he is hungry and to meet him at the bus stop asap. I go and order something, then eat it also. After eating an extra free burger, we went to a Mall as planned to spend the little amount of money we had. I had just taken some money from the ATM forecasting what might go down later. So the first thing we do after going to a Mall is go for a game of Bowling. Let me tell you, I am too good that I get too bad at scoring points. The game seems so simple. The first time I hit a Strike. Wow! I pat myself. But the remaining Nine times, just goes into the pits hitting the least and me ending with the least score possible. And I hate having the least score. And I try to use techniques at which I clearly seem to be failing over and over again. One of my friends has had a sort of Online self-coaching through the famous YouTube. He tries to exactly do the same, but fails at implementing the exact styles but there is still a catch. He scores a perfect score most of the times. Time flies by pretty fast and the Game is over and I stand second in the scores. 

What do we do next? Snooker! Hell Yeah! We kind of feel like professionals at the play holding the cue and all that but when it comes to striking the ball, we quite sometimes don't even touch it. I have seen people playing the game. It looks so simple. And I, myself am good at the game called Carrom. And I bet I am too good. Because of that game, I was made the freaking Sports-Captain in my ninth standard. So, figure that! And "This snooker is child's play", I think in my mind. But the reality seems to defy my mind. Oh Man! I tell you, Its a highly skill game. It is just about hitting, but about precision, physics, the speed,  the presumption, the anticipated-outcome, like things. So we start the game. First of all, I had difficulty holding the cue itself, then it was hitting at the center of the ball, then guiding it to the hole. That is clearly not as easy as it seems. Sometimes I hit the empty air losing my balance and all that. 

The practice game was over. We go for another round of Bowling after some virtual-stimulation bike race and some hammer fists games. This time I use maths and physics to play the game of Bowling. But Guess what! Seems like I am too bad at both of them. This time I was third. Damn! I need to do better next time. Then there was another round of Snooker and more money was spent at the games. All games were done. Oh no! Not exactly. We were out of money, literally NIL Balance. So, we were compelled to come back to our rooms with empty pockets. 

Too much for one day. 
Over and Out. 
Ajay Kontham [2013]

A Reply.

I was literally out of topics/content/ideas/whatever to write about! So I ended up with this self letter from My-Mind, in my previous post. 

Dear AK , 

How's it going ? I mean What the hell is wrong with you? How have you been? I mean What the hell are you doing? Lets' get this straight. Wth is going on ? 

.... Read More ? Here! ( Small Suggestion : Don't! ) 

Sincerely & Frustrated.

Your-Mind

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So, One of the response from a dear blogger read like this : 

" Hmph .. so it is something called as Writer's Block in common man's term. A serious virus that makes a writer restless and the ideas keep buzzing in the head and the fingers just refuse to release those thoughts in words. Happens. A lot many times. 

But wait, did you say under-used or unused? No way!! You know you write awesome (as you do. Dont shake your head in no this time). But you said you just can't write, right? Maybe there is so much you want to express that all the thoughts are running a rat race in your mind and you just don't know which one should come first?

or maybe you think all the fame and appreciation which should be pouring like rain are just coming as drizzle? Soft and Slow, quite contrary of heavy rain? Or is it coz of too many things you want to do, and are confused what exactly you 'really' want to do? Stop wearing many hats. I think most of us writers do that, and when time comes to wear our own hat, we seem to get stuck. We just don't know as 'I' what should we write. Something unique, something that's thoughtful, something that's expressive, something simple, something of deep meaning, and what not? Isn't it? Just don't let the confusion take over you.

As simple as listening to your fav tracks (with eyes closed. Open eyes often carry you to fantasy land, sometimes of the lyrics itself). Or stop being lazy and click those amazing photographs which you again are a king at. Do anything that will dissolve or keep you far away from writing. Try to distance yourself and forget for sometime you write. (But yourself busy when you are away from it. An empty mind is a devil's workshop you know..)And then coem back and write, just write , without any thoughts as to how would other perceiev your writign as or will others stop reading you. 

Do what pleases you. You are going to live with yourself till you die. So forget rest other things. 

Phew .. was that advice helpful? :P Its from a very well (read less) experienced blogger :P 

Bdw I am going to read the haiku you have written. More advice there :P (i hope you get so irritated with such long long advices, so that you pull out some of your hairs and start saying 'Please stop that lecture. Never will I say I can't write :P) "

-  adreamygal

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Could this be any more awesome comment? Just tell me! 

For a second, I was stunned. I mean literally stunned looking at it. I scrolled up to see my post and compared the lengths just to find that my post was way too smaller than this sweet comment.

I have to say, That was inspiring indeed! Isn't it ?

I had to post this. Come on, It is the one of the sweetest and inspiring comment I had ever received. It would be ...hmm.. sort-of-a-crime.. if I hadn't appreciated the time that this blogger took to write and also not to mention the pain taken to read through the Whole Post. :P (Oh! Yeah, My posts are seriously pain-stricken 

There is a line in between the comment which read as "...Its from a very well (read less) experienced blogger."

Though I didn't read the "bracketed parameters", whatever it was. But so as to clear the air and avoid any further confusion - This person would say less-experienced / less-talented / Synonyms-to-the-just-mentioned, but the reality is entirely opposite. Yeah! Hard to believe that someone could be that talented at writing, but we have to. No Question there. 

Was this advice helpful? Hell Yeah! But Its' me all over again. I am a feeble-minded and slow also, take time to grasp the advice, or you could say I am slow at learning things. So, time will be my competitor and hope that people don't have to waste too much of their time to educate the stubborn-guy. :P 

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[From other side of the mind, AK's Alter Ego Comments...]

Nicely Done, buddy. *Wink*. 

I know what you did there! I know! 

You were again left clueless about what to write, so ended up appreciating one of the comments. 

Nice Move. Real Smooth, innit? 

Touche. 

Courage.

*Updated/Edited.

Source

Deceiving Lies

Be strong, Be Courageous. Stand

For Truth, For Justice.

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Deceiving Lies

Destroying Pity Lives. Stand

Courageously for Justice.

This Haiku is written for Carpe Diem under the prompt Courage.

a. The First One : Original - Felt more like a statement than a Haiku.
b. Tried to mend it a little. 

P.S. I seemed to have lost touch of writing Haiku. This one doesn't sound promising, I know - Sry. Have to get back to my usual self - to write better, of course.

A Letter.

Dear AK , 

How's it going ? I mean What the hell is wrong with you? How have you been? I mean What the hell are you doing? Lets' get this straight. Wth is going on ? 

The Sun shines bright in the morning, clear as sky and damn pleasant. The wind that blows is just cool enough to make you feel comfortable and forget whatever the hell that is you are thinking. The Night, ah, the nights, that cold breeze that flows due to the after effects of the little monsoon rain. Do you have any idea how good that feels, that smell, that atmosphere, and all the bla bla things ? But still I find you lost. Are you planning anything big? Hell No. Are you making any life-altering medicine? Hell No. Are you preparing for any exams/ studying anything? Do I need to repeat the 'No' answer? 

So, What is that you are doing? What happened to your writings? 

I used to appreciate myself when you gave me work to do, something to make me work, something to keep me alive/whatever! But now, you are just ignoring and filling me with all the cr@p. And do you have any idea what that context you fill me with contains beneath the crap title (which I named it) - All the things that are simply impossible. Wake up. 

Some while back, I used to feel good, when you started that Haiku (5-7-5) thing. That gave me something to ponder over, something to keep me busy searching for the variety and things I haven't even heard of. And to add to it, there was a lot of other stuff as well, creative stuff. Now, I feel like under-used / not used at all. 

So what's going on? What happened to your thinking part? The Creative part ? Are you losing it? Because if this goes like this, You might not find me anymore. I know about your passion for writing. I am having doubts whether it is called passion anymore. Because I just can't find it in you any more. I know what you keep thinking all the time. You want to write about this, about that, about every freaking thing that you see. But do you ? I see something fascinating and interesting, but what happens to you when it comes to pen them down. Why do you give it a pass? And ultimately forget about it! 

Not Cool, dude. Not cool at all. Wake up. You need to start again. Kick-Start, Super-Kick Start, may be. Or else you will just become obsolete and forgotten, in a matter of few days. So, get yourself into one piece and start working on what you do best. 

Sincerely & Frustrated.

Your-Mind

That Love.

What beauty you withhold

That clenches my heart

That spins me into dreams
That makes me go Crazy

Among the distant shades,

Various shadows of people
You seems so clear, so vivid
While I remain a shadow!

Emptiness that my heart holds, 
You fill it with your warmness.
Your smile, so fulfilling
Your Beauty, so ecstatic.

Illuminated by your charm, 
I am at loss of words
To express how I feel, 
How you make me feel.

What magic you know
What spell you put
What sorcery you performed
To bind me in your thoughts.

I sometimes, find myself
Losing to the melody of your beauty
Drowning in your warm smile
Sleeping with your dreams.

So close you feel, in thoughts
Yet so far. I wish
You know what I felt, 
What you did to me.

Compelled I am, to ask God
Just to make you my life, 
With the eternal love
I find in you. 

- Ajay Kontham  ©  2013

As Written in Winged Dreams.

Greed.

Source

Amassing Worldly Possessions

Selfish with Greed, That

Can't buy Happiness.

This Haiku is written for Carpe Diem under the prompt Greed.

Absurd Randomness - Love? Wth!

When  I hear the line "Love is in the Air", my immediate response is "Wth! The air smells of Dust, dump, what not!" And then I question myself "Is that even possible? - That - Love floating in the Air" And I have to discard the question immediately owing to my present situation - That me being Single. Haha. Right. As if I want to be in a relationship! Phew.

So, how does that even happen? - That people falling - in Love, I mean. I have heard stories, read some and saw some. What I saw are not that cool. Any how, How does anyone fall in the wonderful pit of Love. Ok! Fine! I am not that much fan Love, so you might get some strike-through(s) and well.. just keep an eye on all the negativity. So where was I ? Yeah, how does one fall? 

I see girls almost everywhere. And sometimes I am compelled to drop my jaw, practically. And exclaim "OMG". Seriously, I do that, in my mind though. Sometimes, the exclamation varies from "Holy Mother of God, Where do they come from" , sometimes, "Wth" (in a good way, I mean), "Seriously?" , and the list goes on. So, you get the point right? I was like that for a while, and literally I was at loss of words and minded my own business not making it my duty to look and Admire. Yeah! That's me admiring their beauty. And how can one not "love" such a person? I mean come on, look at them! Right, they are absolutely hot. And what am I there among all these melodrama - Just a spectator, Just a spectator. 

With that I came to a conclusion that how can just one person fall for one person. So, I brainstormed myself with all the possibilities. I hit some rock solid points. 

• I have been living with friends at hostel, in room for quite sometime. And what I have understood is that how good one is a friend there are still some differences. And sometimes, the differences are the similarities and that's what makes them good or lets say, Best Friends. 
• The Likes and Dislikes. 
• The Ideologies and the perception.
• The frankness and some sort of stupidity.

No, the list isn't over. I just ended it abruptly. It is very important to be in snyc with other's thoughts and interests. Else there would be heart-breaking and stuff like that. The similarities, the likes, dislikes , the frankness, humor, the charm, bla bla things and of course, the physic and body. When these are in synchronous with two people, obviously they are more likely to fall, in love , of course, right? And hey, I have no fudging idea about that! So, help me out here.

When I was a child, like I was in seventh standard, a friend, more like a classmate of mine, who happens to be sitting besides me pulled out a stunt. And by then I had crushes, who didn't? And mine started like in second or third standard. Call me weird! Well, what can I say? It was like that. So, what happened was that it was early January and the classes were going on just like every other day. Meanwhile, My bench-mate pulls of a safety pin and pierces into his thumb. We were supposed to read something and I was busy scribbling at the back of my notes, actually practicing my signature. I glanced him while he was busy pinning his thumb and then writing something with it on a piece of paper. I was shocked for a while and didn't understand why he was pinning his hand and what the hell he was writing with it. He covered it so that no one could see what he was writing. Later in the lunch break he revels it to us. And there was this girl who happens to have a Birthday on the same day. So, he plucks a flower from the school garden and tells one of my other friends to give it to her, The Birthday Girl. Almost half of us were against it and were warning him not to do that as it was her B'day and if she doesn't like it , it might spoil her b'day. And he was being a coward to give it himself. The aftermath, she didn't like the idea and did that stop him, he wrote another and another. He seemed crazy, like fudged up crazy. The next day, she comes school with Rakhi(s), one for each boy in the class. Yeah, that was when I first witnessed the first ever dumb proposal ever. 

And when time flew by, it became even more complicated. What do the girls see in boys? or Should I ask - What do they want to see in boys that pleases their interest? For boys, mostly, just good-looking is enough at this time. But people still get to the question which annoys me a lot : Do you have a gf? And I go like - Are you seriously kidding me? Isn't it obvious? I spend like 15-18 hours a day over the internet, and if the power's down novels. I have an interest in(read: Love) photography but too lazy to go out. I am online social person. I haven't talked to a girl for like in 6 years, except the internet chats. Weird, right? I agree with you, bro. As a matter of fact, I don't talk to most people (other than girls) as well #JustSaying.  And I am an extremely shy person, Go figure. So, yeah, I am not at all a boy-friend material. Even after explaining all this, they again ask that freaking question. And in their defense they say, I am handsome - Dress Stylish - Good Looking than them, and some other nonsense stuff. So, here's the truth - I ain't any of those mentioned. Seriously, where do they get that from? Can't they just look at me and get to a conclusion that they are just better. Phew! People and their absurd imagination. And stop asking me that question. Or Wait! Are you people mocking me / making fun of me? If you, you got yourself a problem buddy. 

I got carried away. Big Time. So, yeah love. The concept that is totally alien to me. Here I am referring to the young-love. You get it right? And all other sorts of love like the parents one, bla bla things hold an entirely different story, whatsoever. And I ain't talking about that stuff. That is authentic - and anything we speak of it would be less and probably I would be making it much worse with my horrid explanation and stuff. 

I think I should end this now. I have no f#'ing idea what I wrote. I was supposed to write about something and ended up with something I don't even know. And if you read this, come on! You did? Don't you have any better plans for today? Go on, enough of this nonsense and get on with your life, love and enjoy. I have that Game on Facebook to play right now. 

And Love is in the Air! No kidding, man. No kidding. 

Bazinga! I was Kidding. Come on, don't sniff it. Just Feel it. If you don't feel it, look arounf yourself, you will definitely find what I actually meant. 

Luscious Kiss.

Courtesy 

Raging Passion

Two Souls Unite, Red

Luscious Kiss.

This Haiku is written for Haiku Heights under the prompt Red.

New Dreams.

Courtesy 

Re-freshened Soul

In Morning Glory

New Dreams.

This Haiku is written for Carpe Diem Imagination under the prompt 'Morning Glory' and the inspiration is the Photo above. 

Dance in Bliss.

Source 

Dry and Withering

Spring Rain Sings, Flowers

Dance in Bliss.

This Haiku is written for Carpe Diem under the prompt Spring Rain.

Sunken Melody.

The Sun drowned into Night
Danced in Patience

Sang in Silence

While I sank in darkness.

The sweetness of the Song, 

Felt Bitter in its Melody.

The Pleasant wind that blew, 

Felt Harsh in my face.

Days swirled into Nights,

And Nights into Days

Time was an enemy,

For it never cared about me.

The Morning sunshine, Beautiful

Yet, Felt like a raging Fire.

The refreshing Nights, Peaceful

Yet, Felt like a sleepless fright.

Confusion surrounded the Patience, 

Anger rose beneath the Softness.

But I was lost, wandering, searching for solace

Escaping from Life, from Myself.

It never stopped, no matter what!

Disheartened, I was. Until Someone said

"Life is too Short,

To Work so Hard."

Left Everything to follow my Dream, 

Struggled beyond my capability,

Until, I felt the Beautiful Sunshine

The Pleasant Night and the Melodious Song.

- © Ajay Kontham [2013] 

-Written for Carry on Tuesday.

P.S. : Agreed! The title doesn't make any sense. 

Yet Again - 'Liebstered'.

"Now, I would like to convey my thanks to all the people who have supported me all along and all the friends, family members and each and everyone who have helped me. And I would also like to thank the internet for making this possible and the Blogger for providing a platform to showcase my talent. And last but not the least...."

Dude! Dude! DUDE! You didn't get an Oscar, get down from the podium. 

Damn! My speech - Wasted. :( Came with such high hopes, you know. And I rehearsed the speech like a hundred times in front of the mirror. Damn again. 

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Whoa! Wow. Liebster-ed. A very thanks to adreamygal.  I am surprised myself. But thanks anyway. Truly Honored. Now, dont you laugh.

So here goes the rules:

1. Thank the bloggy who awarded you

2. Post 11 interesting things about yourself

3. Answer the 11 questions questioned by the nominator

4. Choose 11 bloggers, create questionnaire for them (of 11), and let them know via comments

1. Done.

2. Post 11 interesting things about yourself. 

Interesting things ? Hmm.. If there were some interesting things about me, I would be a celebrity or likewise you know. :P #NoKiddin... Wait! Don't jump into conclusions. I was kidding.

a. I am extremely silent guy. You already know. Come on! What else would be interesting? So, I am very less talker. Lets' say I am self-absorbed, soft-spoken or even shy. Whatever is convenient. People do ask me a question about this and I still don't answer them.

b. I am an extremely short-tempered person. Believe it. I almost kill people in my mind and beat the s#it of people. The reality is something opposite. 

c. I am an Insomniac, rarely sleep at nights. I usually sleep less. You can find my room with the light On at any part of the night. If not, then my laptop. If still not, then it is one of the blue moon days when I usually sleep. But I make up sleep time either in journey or someway or the other, I think.

d. I love gadgets. Well, who doesn't? I mean I am with them all the time. My pockets are almost filled. But still, I need to upgrade and get some new stuff.

e. I am a spendthrift. You have no idea what I would do if I win a Million Bucks in a lottery. Just 24 hours or may be less, and all whoosh! And you can bet on that. :P

f. Well, I like photography. But these days, moving around with a camera just for clicking is sort of difficult and also finding the right places too. May be I need to get a Convertible Car! Yeah Right! In India? A Convertible? No Kidding.

g. When it comes to eating, I am Junk-Freak. McDonalds and KFC would probably give me a Royalty or some other sort of card for my esteemed money that went into making their another store at some other place.

h. I usually eat the same thing whenever I go to a new restaurant. Though, I sometimes try new things, but still I end up buying the same thing the second time I visit it again.  I don't want to upset the stomach and myself and my mind by just wasting on something new which in case is not-so-good-as-expected.

i. I prefer shopping alone, most of the times. Though I miss a lot on the season offers when they say "Buy 3 Get 7 Free" . No Kidding! It was there, still is. Or on a lower level, "Buy 2 Get 2 Free". All thanks Season end sales when all try to clear off their stock before the official year ends which is mainly in March, I guess right ? 

j. I watch movies alone, again most of the times because my friends don't watch an English movie without reading the review. And Hindi movies as well. I like to watch movies which I want to watch unbiased and not being affected by others' reviews. 

k. Well, lastly you know... I am smart, sexy, witty, intelligent, handsome, awesome. I mean  not any one of it, you know, right ? 

Phew, that was one hell of a thing about myself. *Looks at the points* . Oh God! I am bragging too much about myself, aren't I ? 

3. Answer the 11 questions questioned by the nominator

1. What makes you write?

A : The same reason we eat daily. The same reason we find ourselves happy about stuff we don't understand most of the times. It is just the passion the drives the thoughts into sensible yet meaningful and inspiring write-ups. So, what makes me write ? Well, everything that happens around me, that inspires me, that makes me happy, that makes me sad, that what I see and zeal to spread the hidden meaning which fights in the fore walls of my mind just to get out. May be I don't have a perfect answer to that question. 

2. The best feeling is knowing that you actually mean something for someone - Who is that person in your life? (A tough question I know!)

A : Still haven't that magical person yet. *Fingers Crossed*. :D

3. Meaning of your name? (In case you blog under a pen name, why that name?)

A: A person who can't be defeated. And clearly I don't do justice to my name.

4. One thing you want to change in life? (It can be people, situation, feeling or even me! :P)

A: Myself, like from Scratch. Redo everything, but with a plan this time. 

5. 'Life gives you a million reasons to die, but one is enough to keep you alive' - What is your that 'one' reason? (If you have many, pen down all)

A: 'Life gives us million reasons to die?', but it doesn't give directions  about how to do that. :P May be I still don't have a reason, or don't know yet clearly about what that is. 

6. A bloggy/bloggies you would like to thank/appreciate/comments that made difference in your life? (I mean in blogging life. Don't include me, if am I am the one. That's height of bragging I know! :P)

A : Thank - My Cousin Brother who was my inspiration to start blogging in the first place. Appreciate - Each and everyone who reads my blog (read: wastes their time reading). Comments - Again, the kind-hearted souls who are too generous to appreciate my work in-spite of sucking big time. Thank You. :)

7. One fear you live with?

A: Tomorrow! 

8. A dream which you didn't hope will come true, but did.

A: None so far. But if Day Dreaming counts, I got like a lot.

9. Do you prefer to be straightforward, or shy away, or keep mum when it comes to saying some things? (You got the question I hope)

A : Depends on who we are dealing with. :D

10. Can you share your best blog post? (That which is closest to your heart, and not as per 'popularity')

A : Well, there isn't one or there are rather too many. I mean all my posts. :P

11. No more questions :D I spare you this little trouble in exchange of a smile :P

A: A big Smile. You are welcome, by the way. :P

4. Pass the Award to the Bloggers

Supercalifragilisticsexyalidocious™

-DЯΣΛMƧ-

-Words Not Abandoned-

A Homemaker's Utopia.. 

Blue Diary

 The Sweet Life

Ik Life. Ik Chance. 

Poetry - Reflection of my feelings ♥

The glass half empty

~Nil.

Words Speak, I Write

Fancy Awakenings

Phew! Done. Not yet. I still have to give these awesome bloggers some questions as well. 

(b) 11 Questions to the Bloggers who just got Nominated.

Well, I won't be asking the routine questions. Get ready to get some crazy-stupid-questions. And there are no rules from here on forward. So, you can skip.

1. Look at the lower right corner of the screen and mention the Time, plz.

2. How did you end up with your Blog Name?  I meant *start up with....

3. Open your mobile phone and go to messaging. No! I am not giving my number for you to text me. 

   a. If the Inbox has more messages than Sent, then reply as 'Famous'.

   b. If otherwise, well, reply as 'Even More Famous'. :P

4. What is the one word that is stuck in your mind most of the time? Like a word from a song or slang or movie or a novel or whatever?

5. Your favorite Fiction Character?

6. The craziest thing you might have ever done.

7. Between Truth and Dare , which choice would you go with ? 

8. One word for my blog. Note : Insane, Stupid, Wth?, Wtf? , bla bla have already been used. So, pick up something Nice, plz, plz, plz, plz.... :P
9. What makes you write? 

10. Favorite line/proverb/quote.

11. If ever there is a chance to meet the author behind this blog, would you meet ? (Plz say Yes! for my satisfaction at least... Kiddin' :P ) So ?  

Phew! That was a lot of hard work. *Wipes of the sweat from the forehead*. Now your turn. Yeah, you have to. No escaping. So, get on it then. And Congratulations to all the people I have nominated. You are truly-really-awesome. And lastly, Thanks again adreamygal for giving a over-deserving award to me. 

Houston.....

Houston, Houston! We have a Problem.

The weather is cold, cold-ish. My Brains' completely Dead. Fading thoughts. Mindless circles/images/what-not on the notepad. TV playing silently in the background. Half Empty Stomach. Clock Struck One. Insomnia for past two days. Watching Movies. Window Shopping. Eating Junk Food, like everytime. Bottom Line - 

Houston, Houston! We Lost you! 

So, Ajay (I mean the so-called-author who brags about this blog) is Brain-dead. Completely, I mean it. He bought a couple of Novels last week. Wait, not a couple of.. but a couple of couple books. And just finished one with great difficulty. What's funny is he reads the novels while in the journey, in a tightly packed bus. But at the comfort of the home - No. I still don't understand what the hell is going on with him. And lately he is sleeping early, like 2100 hours, which is like 1800 hours in his time.  He has been a little different lately, or is he being his usual self - I don't have a clue. And my guess is - He himself doesn't know about it, for sure. Else I wouldn't be here, right? 

Waaiiittttt! Who the hell are you?

So, Who am I ? Well, I don't have a name per se. Hmm... How do I put this? Well, You could call me the Dark-Passenger for Dexter. Wait! That's sounds too villainy. Hmm... Batman for Bruce Wayne. Spider Man for Peter Parker. Whoa! Whoa! Hold your horses. Now get down to reality and stop exaggerating. Ok! Fine. Hmm... You could call me the Alter-Ego, or the stuff that you read in this blog which is italic-ed. Yeah! That! Those sane, or insane thoughts that sometimes keep popping in between the steady flow of the write-up, revealing the truths/facts/lies/what-not. [BTW in this post, if you find any of those "italic-ed" stuff, please note that its' not me, for sure; or it could be the Alter-Alter-ego.] Don't Sweat it and you; reading this, please stop banging you head to the wall/table/etc.

So, what has been this guy, the 'so-called-blogger' been upto? Lately, he is eating my peace-of-mind and filling it with, or lets say forcing me to think harder on broader topics, which could influence his writing and people to start with. And I just can't stop laughing when he does that. I mean come on, A 1st standard kid probably can't solve any MIT math problem, can he? Too lame, try again. A 1st standard kid probably can't reach the fruit on a very big tree, can he? This too, And don't try again. You are just insulting the term "Try Again" and making it much more worse. So better stop. Man, I was much better off myself. This guy, AK (author/blogger), ruined almost everything. And what is his obsession with this writing? Sometimes, it drives me crazy, you know. Yeah, I give him most of the ideas and the good stuff, but then he ruins it by saying - "I ain't a good writer/blogger. Probably no one even reads my blog". And thats' crazy, ain't it? And that's what sometimes keeps me from thinking out of the box. Though, I think of the box most of the time (No Kiddin') , sometimes I get into the box, just to see the contents as of how much I know or how much I should know/think. 

Well, What else does he do? To keep himself sane and to keep me working he started that Haiku thing. Most of the times, he doesn't get much ideas/thoughts/whatever-you-call-it to write. And there is not much to write in that Haiku also. And that's what the best part! Few words- Big Meaning. So, he ends up with some words which differ just like North-South and he feels happy about it. Haha. You have no idea how he feels. As if his writings got published in a book- like that happy. And then again he re-reads it and try to understand what others have understood from his mindless boggling of thoughts randomly shuffled & arranged. Phew!

He sometimes gets angry. Angry at people/someone. May be he is frustrated with the laziness and literally doing nothing - physically and mentally. And may be that could be the reason for a slight shift in his personality and the thinking process. Someday, he might end beating the s#it of that guy who keeps asking bloody-nonsense questions all the time and who criticizes almost everything, where most of what happens to be women. So, yeah! One day, he might be picking up his teeth from the floor. 

Or It might be the Job. The Job where he doesn't do a single thing and yet gets the money at the end of the month. Actually, that's what he wants. Do nothing- Get Paid. But the money isn't sufficient. Must somehow he wants to double, no triple , no quadruple his current pay. And obviously without doing nothing. As if that's gonna happen. Whatever! 

Mayday, Mayday. 

Charlie Tango Going Down.

People are dying .. after reading this post.

Taking Cover - away from him.

Out.

Oh! Dear, God! 

We have a Problem. 

Big Time. 

Over and Out.

- The Alter-Ego,

[ a.k.a Ajay Kontham (Unfortunately)]

Young Dreams.

Source

Joyful Childhood

Carefree and Adventurous

Young Dreams.

This Haiku is written for Carpe Diem under the prompt "Joyful". 

Guiding Light.

Source

Lost and Wandering

A Shepard with his Staff

The Guiding Light.

This Haiku is written for Carpe Diem under the prompt Staff, Walking Stick.