These days I am facing a weird problem. I fall short of words while speaking, writing or even when I am talking to myself. Why is it happening? …. I get confused about usage of words …. I keep on thinking if this word would look good in this sentence … am I structuring this sentence correctly … is my pronunciation correct … that’s the reason I have been highly inactive over here …because I just don’t understand how to put down my thoughts…. now too … while writing this .. I m writing a word …. Backspacing it …writing again …and yeah … why I am putting so many ….. What’s wrong with my vocabulary? …. Damn!! First thing, I am not going to type dots. Oh damn! No dots!! Yah …eee!!!
Fine! Exclamation is good so this post is going to be all about exclamation. (Don’t mind the full stops).
So I was talking about this sudden shortage of words. And the problem is so serious that I just can’t express myself without pressing backspace or without taking long pauses. Now I know what I need to tell you but then again … I am not able to write it flawlessly. I feel like I have become dyslexic!
I tried to analyze this problem. I have come up with few observations. They are as follows:
1. I don’t read books these days.
2. I don’t write anything except some formal mails
3. My day passes so fast that I just don’t get time to think anything out of routine stuffs.
4. My life has become monotonous so I don’t have anything to share
5. My brain has become rusty
To conclude, I have stopped using words. My life has become a template. So is my language.
Well, all I can do now is to resume reading books …. For which I would need to join back the library! (grrrr..)
Anyway… that’s it for now!! Hope to come up with a better post next time ….of course with a sensible subject … this one was just to dust my fingers and mind!

 

Your love is like a poison

Which is killing me slowly…

Your love is like a sharp knife

Which is cutting my heart brutally…

I can’t tell you how much it hurts

I feel helpless as I have no words….

You would feel it only when you love me,

But you are lucky… you don’t love me … 

Saturday night depression

“A monotonous week results into a depressive weekend. “

“ Life is the same …. And that’s the problem”

“I wish you were here … and we were together”

“hell …. Why did I pass out …. I wanna go back to college”

“What the heck! Why don’t I go to sleep and …..”

“huh….. why aint anyone messeging me these days? Why only I miss others…. Why no one misses me … “

“Mama…. I will be late …don’t wait for me”

“mady …harami …. Chaila ..#$@#@”

“hey get my pen drive tomorrow”

“abbey chaman …. Ye joke purana ho gaya hai”

“blah …. Why don’t I delete these messeges so that I can have a sound sleep….. “

“damn …. Why my throat is paining ….what is it …. Why is it ….chocking up … why am I crying …. I am such a loser….. why am I crying …. “

“The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river”

“I miss those days when I was always loaded with the worries of submitting assignments …completing project ….. When I used to fight with my father for having more than 1 hour for internet and let me watch movie late night … when I used to get up in the midnight and drink horlicks …. And….. Well …. The list is endless…. “

“Why doesn’t life have happily ever after? Why do we need to face the question ‘what next?’”

Why can’t we have a happily ever after in real life? …….. Just a perfect end …

“zzzz….”