death and thought

and silence descends upon me again

like a forgotten dream

me, thoughts and the well prescribed goals

stand juxtaposed

fighting along for TRP's.



Another person leaves the corporeal world

Heaven or Hell??

an unanswered suspense begins...

or will she get to take turn

in both the prisons???

or will GOD'S perspective will alone matter?


Neways how true or justified is the

the belief called GOD himself?




" We " the living.

BELIEVE.

Sharing unseen bonds of love, affection care 'n' lust

and feelings that compliment.



We and the constant friction between

which creates the vapors of feelings

on which we thrive and exist.



"WE."........ Believe!!!

run the machine through our relative perceptions

through our egos ;


EGO : an appropriate defense for the ID?

how far along do we cover the "ID"

how far along can we continue with ego?




and we come here

get born , make happy

grow, rebel,

have sex, marry 'n' earn

get neglected, worship 'n' die

a rigmarole called life???

garnished with subtleties,

all formed through our relative eye.



we lose each second to the constant build up called past

we look back and sometimes measure our present by the wall called past

past whose strings out interwoven into our souls

whose strings sometimes tune up our present thoughts.



and the silence descends upon me

"stunned" after a sudden slap

it's time to mourn

to remember someone from ur multimedia memory

sideshow, audio, stills and short movies.