I'm so lazy these days, I'm wondering if I'll ever ever be able to 'work' again....I think my career has gone for a six already :D :D :D (I'm due back in office in a couple of months' time...but I'm not sure any more that'll be an intelligent thing for my boss to do! :P )

Boredom and laziness can always work towards giving you weird ideas and crappy imagination. And it's wonders had started working one me. Anyway, I was so out-of-mood and bored that I began telling myself "Have a life, Priya! Go out with friends, shop, read something, do some work...don't just sit there like a lifeless chair (now, since when have there been chairs with life?)", when I started wondering what all other lifeless stuff would do if they 'had their lives' :D :D :D

Well, in my limited imagination and perspective, the hitherto 'lifeless' stuff around me would probably behave in the following ways: (I am sure they won't approve of my perspective and will have better things to do. My bed would probably prefer walking around the house aimlessly and plopping on me every once in a while :D )

Yea, to begin with, the bed! I'm sure it'd love to turn upside down and lie on me with all its weight if it had a choice. I'm sure the cot would be extremely touchy, walk over to the nearby shop for 'Super Glue' and stick itself to the floor! :-|

The table in my room would probably put up a board "Do not litter me, use the waste bin instead!", and the waste bin would feel bored and neglected (unless the table and the bin gets into a deal!) Am sure I give them enough opportunity for a decent barter system. :D

My cupboard would sue me for choking it (even in its present lifeless state, it throws up throws out every single clothing of mine every time I yank the doors open. The cupboard doors, am sure, will have high blood pressure (holding the weight of all my clothes when its closed :D )

The bathroom would be the only happy 'person', I guess. I'm a pretty good singer and am always in full-throated musical extravaganza every time I enter in there (even now, it supports me with a lot of echo :D )...and well, not to mention the opportunity of seeing me naked, countless no. of times :D :D :D . But the washbasin would be a perpetual pneumonia patient (and suffer from high degrees of humiliation :D ). I refrain myself from thinking aloud of the EC's (european closet) feelings! :D :D :P

My toothbrush will probably think I'm a skunk of sorts :D . My comb would die of overwork. My handbag would probably wish it were born as a waste bin and do the same job it does now, but with dignity!

The PC would constantly swear at me in digital languages (!!) and sent out sparks (its way of kicking, since it has no legs :D ) The mouse, am sure, will wish there was a cat around and could attain salvation! Combined, the whole system would curse me for leaving the stinking deadbody of my UPS unburied for such a long time (read as years) :D

My phone...ah! Its reactions and feelings, I got no clue about. For all the injustice I do to it (frequently dropping it; spraying it with water; almost-killing-it-by-leaving-it-chargeless for too long; leaving it around, making it scream for me endlessly when someone calls; and sitting on it now and then), I'm sure my phone will send out SMSs that say "save me from this moron(ess)" to my friends' phones !

The TV would probably feel giddy at all times from too much channel switching...and would lose its mental stability (making it two maniacs in one house :D ).

My house will move out of town! :D

...am not even getting to what these 'lifeless stuffs' would do in vengeance :D :D If you ask me, I'm sure my bed would love to bulge its belly and burp out loud, throwing me off it! And the cot would probably grab me by my leg and swing me this way and that! The dirtiest (pun intended) vengeance would be of the EC :D:D . I shudder to think of it! :D :D :P

Now, what do you think stuff in your house/office would do to you?

They thought he was dead, but he woke up screaming, "I've got to get saved! I saw hell! I never want to see it again!" Dramatic!

The gig at Dr. Browns in Middlesbrough is with their new label-mates Such Great Heights and Derry's rock sensations Fighting With Wire.

See you there.

The Dead Sea, on the other hand, didn’t get its name for nothing.  There are no fish, no fishermen, no vegetation on its shores…  It’s twice as wide and almost four times as long as the Sea of Galilee, but the Dead Sea is toxic and bitter – so much so that there is no life in it or around it.

Why?  The Sea of Galilee receives nutrients and water from the Jordan River.  It then empties back into the Jordan River, which begins again at the lake’s south end.  The Jordan then takes the nutrients throughout the Jordan River Basin, snaking 200 miles before it reaches the Dead Sea.  But that’s where it all ends.  Nutrients from the Dead Sea stay in the Dead Sea.  It doesn’t share any of its wealth with the valley below it.  Seven million gallons of water evaporate from the lake daily in the hot desert environment, and the water that’s left is so mineral-rich that it can’t support life.  Scientists estimate that it has a mineral concentration between 26% and 35%.

The two bodies of water serve as a good metaphor for a natural law.  When you share your gifts and resources freely, you receive much more in return.  Whatever you jealously clutch and keep for yourself stagnates and eventually chokes the life out of you.

“Sea of Galilee people” have an abundance mentality.  They know that if they give freely, there will always be more coming their way.  They never worry that the supply of blessings will dry up.  “Dead Sea people” have a scarcity mentality.  They fear that sharing their riches will make them poorer.  What they don’t understand is that the only reason they were given the gifts and resources in the first place was so that they would pass them along.

If you want to keep it, share it.

]]> http://undethewickedshy.wordpress.com/?p=23 Thu, 31 Jul 2008 19:56:40 +0000 shikov http://undethewickedshy.wordpress.com/?p=23 Ами мисля да започна така..
Това го писах преди 3 месеца.
Точната дата даже мога да кажа - 23 Януари 2007, 01:41(та дори и часа :)
Всичкото това бях аз.
Чувствах го по този начин.
Сега съм друг.  СЕГА СЪМ АЗ!.Много неща са други. Много хора са други.
И радващото е, че се радвам.Щастлив съм,че стана точно така.
Щастлив съм, че съм отново аз!
В това, което ще прочетете по-надоло има много болка. Или по-точно имаше. Сега всичко е минало. Урок,който ще запомня.
Започва с една песен на U 2 - With or without you!
От доста време разбрах,че "without you"  е напълно достижимо. И го постигнах. И се чувствам адски добре!
Иначе продължавам напред...

See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side
I wait for you

Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails she makes me wait
And I wait without you

With or without you
With or without you

Through the storm we reach the shore
You give it all but I want more
And I'm waiting for you

With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you

And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give
And you give
And you give yourself away

My hands are tied
My body bruised, she's got me with
Nothing to win and
Nothing left to lose

And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give
And you give
And you give yourself away

With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you

With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you
With or without you

Да...тази песен определено бе писана за него.
Креслото си бе все същото...той си беше все същият. Всичко, което се случваше отново напомняше на онези мигове...миговете на слабост, на зависимост - това с което той неможе да се справи.
I can't live...with or without you!...тези думи кънтяха като камбаните на някой стар манстир в неговата глава.
Защо?! Защо по дяволите се случва точно това...точно така. Защо неможе да го проумее...да го разбере. Да се научи най-сетне,че това,в което той се превърна - един роб на собствените си чувства, го постави в това положение. Защо не се научи най-сетне,че да обичаш някой повече от себе си...то тогава ти си вече нищо!
"Моля те...отърви ме от тези мъки" - не спираше да се надява.Всичко се оказа едно проклятие. Целият той беше просто изгубен.
"Вики, искам да ме разкараш от живота си"! Това бе най-лесното,най-исканото...нещото,което щеше да го избави от мъките и тишината...тази тишина,която бе оставила. Тишината в неговата душа.
Колко е просто само...кажи му че не го обичаш,че го мразиш дори...а останалото...е, това е задача на времето. Най-могъщата сила!
"Но защо...кажи ми...ти там,който решаваш всичко! Защо немога да съм с нея,а немога и без нея!"
Понякога човек се ражда,за да бъде сам. Сами се раждаме,сами напускаме този свят.Важно е какво оставяме по пътя.
Важно е какво искаме. Той искаше да бъде...САМ! За да не наранява, за да не бъде нараняван...за да може да продължи в "Перфектния Свят" - там където хора няма.

...и всичко заради една молекула ДНК!Хаха...колко малък е живота! ]]>