Monthly Archives: March 2008

Revolution Roulette.

By | March 31, 2008

Revolution Roulette – Poets of the fall album 3 is out. Soundtracks: 01. (00:04:06) –  Poets Of The Fall – More 02. (00:06:57) –  Poets Of The Fall – The Ultimate Fling 03. (00:06:17) –  Poets Of The Fall – Revolution Roulette 04. (00:04:28) –  Poets Of The Fall – Psychosis 05. (00:04:13) –  Poets… Read More »

Insomnia; amongst other problems.

By | March 29, 2008

I’ve been wondering for the past hour or so now, about why it is that I’m awake. I saw a nice movie, it got over late and I know its Saturday night, but the thing is; Ratheesh who is here with me hit the bed and began snoring 40 minutes back. He took approximately 12… Read More »

Aasman ke…

By | March 25, 2008

Asmaan ke hain sare taare Hai Mera chaand kahan Ankhein hai num Dil mein hai gum Ho kuch to rehem khuda OuouOO Oo Mere Pyaar se Mila OuouOO Oo Sun Le meri dua Hai char din zindagi Gum hai Bepanaah Yeh dil mera kho gaya Dard-e-be-dawa Berang hai Mera jahan Kismat meri Saza zara Asmaan… Read More »

Drizzle me back!

By | March 21, 2008

This might sound like another one of my posts dedicated to my love for this city – Bangalore and Yes! It sure is. I love this city very much. I thought I had stopped wanting to be here or sometimes I ended up thinking that the others who bitched about this place were right. God… Read More »

Bangalore traffic – An Irony.

By | March 17, 2008

I somehow dislike the current shift I’m working in. For some, its a dream shift; 2 PM to 11PM. This means, you can sleep on time and wake up late. I’d really prefer the morning shift, you know? It lets me do a couple of things I like doing, like take a long shower early… Read More »

Random bullshit.

By | March 13, 2008

So what if you’ve loved me, she asked. So what if you’ve given me the things you say you have… You never gave me what I really wanted; she continued. I wanted freedom, why couldn’t you just let me be, she went on. And on she went, ranting about how I was a jailor, She… Read More »

R.I.P love.

By | March 6, 2008

Life seems to have come to a screeching halt after love ended. I’ve been staring at this wall of uncertainty for ever now; expecting that “invisible” turn which people say exists to turn visible for me. I desperately need to move my hands and legs. Take the turn and continue my life. Its not that… Read More »