Monday, 7 September 2009

LET THE TRUTH STING


“Did I say that out loud?” I’ve been trying to learn when, where, what to say but I’m such a sucker at it. I might know that I shouldn’t but lying is bad, right? And sometimes truth is all we have. I feel guilty when I lie, I feel horrible when I tell the truth. What the hell is wrong with me? Why for the love of God I’m even talking? Can’t I just keep it to myself and not say anything for once? Shut the hell up. You just don’t say certain things.


It has always been like that. Since birth, I say things which get others in trouble. I did some pretty bizarre things when I was a kid. Once in a party someone asked one of my cousin where my mother was, she lied (yeah people lie all the time and teach us kids to tell the truth) saying she wasn’t home yet (my mother works). Me being me uttered that she was. Then we were asked some questions and I made it impossible for my cousin to lie conveniently. I was made fun of so much that day. Well we grow up and life teaches us how important it is to lie, not every time but yeah one should know when to use that technique. I guess I learned that but someone forgot to teach me when to just not say anything. I mean how can I be so careless when I speak? Once or twice I’ve got someone in serious mess by just making a conversation. Never have I lied in these scenarios but lying would have been better. No, keeping quiet would have been just perfect. But I can't do that, can I?


I know I mean no harm but its done who does it matter if it was intended or not? People get hurt then I feel ashamed and that bloody guilty conscious. People say that I m a nice person and how much I wish the opposite. I don’t want to be a good person if it means that I cant make mistakes and screw up sometimes. Only bad people have the right to rectify their mistakes, mistakes that good people aren’t allowed to commit in the first place.

Wednesday, 2 September 2009

Hell was full so I’m back!!!

Its Wednesday and I’m home again. Just finished an article and I have to write two more. Also one book report and one research. It’s raining work!!! I like it when people write my articles. I have got some great remarks from my teacher on my “flawless writing”. Feels awesome but I always take help. Some quotes I remember from a show or a book or some lines from a song and kind. And it makes me guilty that I steal words and work them up my way in my writing.


College is not-so-boring after all. Yeah it is a little slow but at least we are not over burdened like my other friends. At least we are not sleep deprived. The worst part of choosing a college so far is that I have to get up at 5.30 in the morning. That is the one thing I detest the most. Getting up early in the morning has never been my cup of tea. That’s the only reason I miss college so much. Early mornings make me sick. And then the bus journey of almost 1.5 hours. I m so glad I have my ipod and phone. Never been so thankful before. I read twilight and listen to songs all the while thanking my good kismet (it’s an English word. Seriously!!!). Another first time – reading three newspapers. We need to be aware of the happenings around the world and also be able to differentiate between different papers, their policies, target audience basically media analysis. It’s a media thing.

Our class is so exciting. Full of controversies. Its like everyday we have a “Breaking News”. I dont get much involved but everyone enjoys a little gossip. I m sure as I write here something interesting is going on there. Last week we were thrown out of the class because it was our formal day(2 days a week – Monday and Thursday) and girls didn’t have duppattas and guys were lacking ties. They are very strict about these rules. It was my first official bunk. We went to Crowne Plaza and spent the day at McD. Fun. And the other day, I boarded the wrong bus and landed up traveling in an auto to reach Maasi’s place. Fun again. But it’s not so fun when lectures are boring and you are alone in your free time. Not that I don’t like being alone, it’s just that people stare at you and think you are miserable. Its creepy.


I have been thinking to write for so long but all the free time I have, I spend it in reading twilight. Twilight is like air to me now. Cant go without reading or thinking about it. it’s the best series ever. I LUBH IT. Twilight nahi padhi toh kya padha?