Blood and Champagne

A lil bit of luck and a lil bit of pain.
A lil bit of ecstasy mixed with champagne,
Throw in the colors and mix it up well
Lifes a hungry tide and its gonna be swell.
Throw in some confusion;make it a juicy grape.
And make a lil umbrella sit pretty with its creamy cape.
Its gonna be purple and its gonna be red,
Its gonna be blue, no green instead.
Don't know how blood & champagne mix
But if you're ready,that's one drink I can easily fix.

A bit of 'Lawv'

ok so finally done with my vivas, am glad they are over..haven't written anything meaningful for a long time now..so lets talk about love. i know i know, you'll be saying not again...why love?
then i shall say why not love? i am not necessarily talking of the old and dreary relationship between two individuals who are not connected by blood or other ties of filial or extraneous affection..pardon me but i am a law student, and my thinking is changing!! so i shall be looking at the archaic and done to death concept of love through the eye of a law student, a law critic,maybe even a law skeptic...using the tools of law..so old discussion, dazzling new method...TADA...talk about advertising myself !!!

So let us engage in what love is? what is it...how can u grasp its meaning..there are so many types and typologies of love...you have passion,desire,affection, liking, belonging and even lust being confused with love. So is there one meaning of 'love'..can it be so tangibly separated from the plethora of emotions mentioned above that it can establish its identity as itself...a tangible definable emotion by itself with no overlapping or confusion with possibly any other emotion...according to me, that cannot be done...so logically we would come to the conclusion that love is nothing but a derivative of all these emotions.. that is to say that love is determined by one or more of these emotions at any given period of time in the continuum of a relationship..This is not a value judgment of course. Love being governed by so many other emotions would only add to its color even more, so i would like to think to tie the color of love only to the color of passion i.e. red is most unjust and plain stupid. i mean add some pink for affection,some yellow for happiness, some blues for longing and some greens for jealousy and insecurities..and there you have a whole gamut of emotions making up the rainbow of love...yeah the whole point of this post is to say that love is a rainbow of emotions..duh! so the next time u need to gift that special one something on valentines day make sure to include all the colors of the rainbow in it....sprinkle some more yellows and oranges for cheering up purposes considering the state of affairs in this recession period. :)

Beautiful eyes, beautiful face

Beautiful eyes, beautiful face,
I'm shy to talk to you.
You're the eagle I must watch
No matter what I do.

You're the beauty, wild and free,
The mistress of my eyes,
Rolling through exultant air,
Alone in pristine skies.

I would take you for my own
Could I but have your wings,
Could I but go where night begins
And frozen sunlight sings.

Could I but have you for my love,
How might we fly together!
But I must watch you from below
And long for you forever.
But I must be the one below
And long for you forever.

ps: Not my work...taken off the internet...Just wanted to share some beauty with all :)

Luck by chance--Musings of a tired soul

I have lost myself and found myself…time and time…over again...It seems after many a day I am re-discovering myself...and its been a painful process because this time I’ve been aware of myself, my body, the existence of my soul and the sharp pains within it. Not that life is all a roller coaster ride down-hill…there have been moments of joy in it…in fact the happy moments though small and difficult to come across are precious and gimme the strength to go on when life is blue. I know my life is not going to be easy, it’s going to be boring and monotonous and very very lonely. But I’m reconciled to the idea that in a few years time I will have to live alone in a small apartment [if not a PG] in a strange city in India, working [hopefully the recession will not affect my chances at a ‘good’ life] in a ‘good’ firm, getting a modest amount of salary and basically surviving on my own. It’s a bleak future to look forward to, but at least there is one! Going to the fish market to buy regular supplies, commuting by public transport, cooking my own food, watching TV in the evenings for recreation and countless other things which I shall need to do on my own, absolutely alone—is the stark reality which faces me today. I am a little daunted by it, a little depressed too—I have to admit. But life is life and we need to face up to it. I’m growing up and shedding my cocoon. I have responsibilities to myself, to those who have given me a lot…an obligation to them who have made me what I am today. I cannot sacrifice my all even if I want to…and want I did. For a few moments I had thought that life will be a bed of roses, a dream come true… a happy life in a distant land. But that is what it was—a dream. You can put it down to my childishness and the day dreamer in my soul but I really believed it would all come true one day, even though I tried to deny it to myself to protect myself from the disappointment of not having my expectations fulfilled. I always believed that every person is a caterpillar waiting to become a butterfly. I thought that one day I too shall shed my shell and become a beautiful butterfly…but when the time came to search for my wings, I realized that it is one of the many mirages that life shows us. It’s only the cocoon that ever accompanies us and we are always so eager to get rid of it…I wish I could become a child again and enjoy the cocoon while it lasted. But I don’t have any regrets today… I dreamt, I lived, I loved and I gave it my all. Whether life works out for you or not is dependent on Fate. Life is after all “Luck by Chance”.