I think the human heart or mind, whichever that is that deals with emotions and relationships, is like a storage unit with racks starting from the bottom and moving up to infinity.

As an when people come into our lives, we unknowing place them in one of the racks. But then again, two people never share the same place.

When that particular person is kind to you, he/she moves a level up. And when unkindness hurts, the person who caused you that, moves down one level or many levels.

Heart, that way, is quite spacious. It can accommodate everybody, from the old woman you saw begging on the road the other day to the person who you truly love.

So, if you want to move up to the level where you automatically enter the heart's innermost chamber, be kind.

Otherwise ofcourse there are so o many racks down down down there. Your pick! :)

Nobody likes to be told how horrible they are, no matter the level of horribleness.

Kindness is under-rated. So is anger.

As I approach 25, I cant help but feel that I should be doing a lot more in life. Time to refresh, do something and stop feeling this way!

Numerologist - (with an I-am-so-smart look on his face) Do you know what will happen if you followed my advice and wrote your name 10000 times everyday?

Dad - Ofcourse, I ll know my name by-heart. :P

Numerologist - awestruck with a did-he-really-say-that kinda look!

hahaha joker dad... lovvvvvvvvvvee

Its been a while since I wrote something/anything substantial, and I am not so happy to admit that life hasn't moved much since then. Nothing life changing has happened yet.

I still wake up late. Quit corn flakes. Laugh like a maniac for jokes (or no jokes) at work. Work like a workaholic maniac. Get back home and not sleep.

I still have terrible sleeping problems. The sleep I carry with me throughout the day vanishes the moment I hit the bed. I've never understood why. All kinds of thoughts creep in... love, angst, craving, guilt, repentance, god-knows-what-the-fuck, everything... and I find myself wide awake until about 3 AM. Years and years of being alive has still not taught me that life cannot be sorted out in one night -- especially when that night is spent on thinking about where I messed up or where life messed me up. I am still waiting for the day when I will finally learn to take a chill pill. Pray for me, one and all.

Sooo.

Last month was quite dramatic, for all the wrong reasons I cannot mention here. The drama having drained out, a few years feel worthless. But then that's something I ve learned to live with. I guess.

I feel like a change. Maybe a different country? ya, that would be great! But I see no signs of a relocation and no signs of dough for a half decent vacation. So once again, am kind of stuck,

But the good things is, I still have atleast about 10 blessings to count and I think that's awesome! Life's not so bad afterall.

I am getting a blackberry. I don't know if I can handle that much of 'keeping-in-touch' with the world. Limbo is my land. Let's see if the BB can do anything to change that.

Then... I still have trouble flirting. I don't feel like it. Atleast I have moved on from not wanting to. That's good news again.

I walk a lot these days -- good news. I haven't lost even half a gram of weight -- terrible news.

So that all the 'news' I had. What's up people?

If you are listening to this, say 'Aye!' (just so that I don't feel like a schizophrenic!)

So... time for happy posts? :)