Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
"WHY"

Life is short, is it? I wonder how. Since we meet so many people everyday and learn so many things and trust me its long and very long atleast for a human to find answers to his/her questions. I have my own. Lets see how many are answered.
Often in life when we grow up we love our grandparents and when you are old enough to know what they mean to you…they leave you. Why? Same is with parents
In the journey of life we meet new people everyday. Some get real close in very short time span but as time passes by, why are we so taken for granted? Where do all those concerns fade away? Where does the daily conversation evaporate and go away leaving you with doing nothing but missing them.
When we are happy and we make promises we intend to keep, how come with time they fade away? Why are they often broken? If you weren’t sure if the promises wont be kept then why are they made? Why making the people loose their way?
What is care?
Who are friends?
You have some people sent to you by god’s in that particular period of time when you need serious help. You treat them as best friend or angel. But why do they stay for a while and then get other commitments and enroll in their life forgetting you. They leave you behind.
Why is it difficult to understand the youth by the parents and why cant the youth do things right enough to make elders understand that everything Is under control?
Why is everything like sand? When you want to feel it, you hold it and it keeps slipping down you hand and in no time they are gone. Its not a complain but why can people just stay forever. Why can best friends always be there as they had been before all the time? What is so difficult in this?
Why when we want to die so bad that it becomes so difficult to even find one single reason to live hard and still we survive and when will want to live and wish to never let the moment pass us by, within a blink of your eyes its all gone.
You often fall in love with people who mesmerize your soul and like seasons they are gone. All the feelings are like capsules which come with expiry dates. Why cant people just love and love and care and be together forever? Why is it so difficult to work things out? Why waiting due to ego is never breaking the silence? Why conversation becomes so difficult to be conducted? Why every time spent together is forgotten?
When time passes, why do people change? When one cries the other one becomes heartless? Why do people kill? Why are we being judged? Why are we compared? Why are we distinguished? Why do all the expectations turn out to be the biggest fault? Why trusting people become a punishment? Why is everyone so cruel? Where is peace and love gone? Why is every simple thing turned into a complex thing. Why is everyone so heartless?

Sunday, January 2, 2011
To every human, Quit smoking this year with nicorette!

This Year Quit SMOKING with Nicorette.
we breathe the same AIR!
Thank You!
Nicorette is a brand of chewing gum designed as a smoking cessation aid - it is not the name of this category of products. I would call the overall category 'smoking cessation aids' or 'nicotine based smoking cessation aids' or something like that. Commit is the lozenge form of this product. These products are made with 'nicotine polacrilex' which is a purified (extracted or synthesized - I'm not sure) form of nicotine which is easy to adsorb through the mouth. I don't know much about what is in 'the patch' (nicoderm), but my comments below apply to 'the patch' as well.
These products ('nicotine based smoking cessation aids') work because they give a smoker their 'fix' of nicotine while they stop smoking. However, there is a behavioral and psychoactive component to nicotine addiction. Thus, smokers are addicted to nicotine but also have years of performing the physical acts of smoking which become habit - the hand to mouth ritual, the coffee/newspaper ritual, the regular break with co-workers, etc. Thus, smokers have to kick their nicotine addiction AND re-arrange the associated behaviors. These products work by letting smokers deal with re-arranging those behaviors while giving them a convenient format to slowly wean off the nicotine habit.
The relative importance of the psychopharmacological/behavioral aspects of the smoking experience may have something to do with how successful use of these 'nicotine based cessation aids' will be for an individual smoker.
If a smoker becomes addicted to one of these 'nicotine based smoking cessation aids' the net effect would probably be greatly beneficial for the smoker anyway. Nicotine has some cardiovascular problems (and is toxic in high doses) - it's main is evilness lies in it's addictive properties. I'm not even sure if nicotine itself is carcinogenic - but PLENTY of other stuff in tobacco is. So - developing a habit with nicotine gums/lozenges isn't great, but I would wager that it certainly safer than smoking.

asphyxiated

Its been long since I have felt something different from my heart that I could write about. Besides exams and everything I had a busy schedule so not much out here.
Well today I really felt like writing. Its like all of a sudden. I turned on my t.v, don’t know after like how many ages and saw another movie. Well it brought out a lot of my memories and faults but well…I really think its…its kinda wrong on god’s part.
Like when people want to die, they should get all d serious diseases on this planet and all the tough times so that they commit suicide. But what is the fault for millions of those people who don’t want to die but are caught in a web where they just cant help but die.
I never thought that people want to live. I really don’t see any reason today I am living. I really am doing something I am so not into. I am with people who so are not from my league. I have a life which is almost boring and I have personally nobody to share things with. I know if you have read all my blogs by now you would know my metamorphoses from a small town girl to an undefined human. Nobody knows me and nobody knows whats possibly going in my head. I myself don’t know. So well yeah my best friends are fine and they are still with me but I think I have grown a little responsible and more of an introvert. Well I am planning to stick to that and most importantly I would work on not letting people know that I aint sharing. With a girl like me who speaks so much and straight forward its getting to hard these days. Its like I am standing in the pouring rain on a chilly night and telling myself that I can bear the pain until I go numb and I die.
Well so the movie, I saw this female lead saying words like “people who do want to live are forced by nature to die and people who don’t want to live commit suicide. I have been insane at this suicide thing when I got less marks in math and had a severe break up. I tried a lot of shits but honestlt it didn’t work and hell yea I am bloggin so it so proves.
What I always wanted was not to be and outstanding star or popular or a rock star or some brilliant or genius kid or even a princess. In reference to my green red frock’s blog, I think I kind of lived a part of it pretty well but again I landed up doing mistakes.well the last entire year I didn’t cut as per my resolutions but its like this temptation and I feel like doing it. My parents love me and so do my friends and family but that isn’t an enough reason I find to stay alive. I really don’t think it’s the thing for me. This place is so not for me. What is it interesting about…music, books, love, friends… I think I have had all of those good plus bad experiences before and really I don’t see a point I should be living for.
So what is the point I am looking forward that could make me live… I don’t want to be some rock star or a super good engineer. Woha inoway. I just want to be me and that me would be doing something I like which is honest and which is fun to do and for me comes a little easy than other things. I want to enjoy it and do it with great passion. I am 20 and yet am hunting for a reason to live. Isn’t that too much. Nobody understands that its not my work. I don’t have somebody I am looking for and neither my grades getting any better and nor I am interested in doing it. What reason am I left to survive for. The population is growing large and I am a burden. Its like I am lost in neverland. Its like a don’t know what I am doing but its defiantly not what I want to do. I don’t enjoy myself and I don’t even do good things to myself anymore. Once I was that girl who did things which she liked and trust me had no keep terms KT and no problem in life. Those days I used to smile, stay happy, got great friends to share things with, I love sharing ..you know that …all I can do is scream to the world and give it all away and stay appy in myself and now its like I am stuck with things all across my head and honestly I don’t see forty winks of any help or any such halo of hope that things will be okay. Everything around me is messed up. I took a bloody course that make me cry to bed daily planning how to tell my parents I cant do it if only they’d understand. I just don’t wanna do this anymore.i don’t want to see anyone any more and just hate this whole world around me, the atmosphere of great torture pulling me down in chains and locking me up in a cage and you know what I am crying out for help but there is no one to save me. In my head I see only bunch of orange and green lights with long dark stripes which just keeps on coming and going every now and then with the whole weird pattern revolving around my eyes. I need to LIVE okay. I want to live my life could somebody just take me in. I just don’t want to do this anymore. I am not killing myself anymore provided you let me have my way. Why nobody on this planet trusts me or puts me to sleep in when I cry every night? Why the whole world seems to be against me in this. Can I just fly please? Why have everyone clipped my wings and always make me realize the fact that I should be greatful to everyone that they haven’t cut them down. It feels like the least space I have to move or breathe. Its seems like the baby in a mom’s womb has got much more space to move that me. I suffocate, stutter, stumble and fall again and again in everything I do. Nothing ever falls into place and honestly I am sick of trying. No metal isn’t any help and nor anyone those dumb lame drinks or drugs because I think they can do no help. I had a remedy but hell yeah people think that’s lame and I am insane and It makes me looks ugly. Give me a reason bloody reason what could be uglier than the fact that I am nobody and I am looking for something I cant have. Lie, steal, beg, cry, dope, drink, runaway, bite, suicide…..what what what the hell on this planet could I do that save me from this world of perfection and forced living.
On top of all things I am going through damn people come and give me the shit that I should live because others who want to cant. Its nature’s mistake okay not mine.
I didn’t ask them to kill others who want to live. I just ask for those reasons that would make me want to live. And honestly friends and parents are not enough. They can buy you short time happiness.., only the work you do from your heart and success you get in it is the reason to live. The challenges and I right people. Apparently I have none of those. So hell yeah please take me away. I want to breathe and stop choking.
Would someone please buy me life?
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
The awesumest Barney Stinson!
The best video I've seen in 5th season...
A Must watch!
And do suit up while watchin! :p
A Must watch!
And do suit up while watchin! :p
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
A mother can do anything for her child

I saw this female travellin wid me @Mumbai local's, very tired and she has 2 boy kids...Both cryn 2 d core and this female so xhausted got no place in d speeding train, heavy pourin rain and packed compartment rocking her baby to sleep. Later her other kid comes and they all lie together and the mom keeps them covered and wrapped in their arms protecting them from public shoes stamps!
Hats off to Mothers who do everything to make their children safe and happy!
:)
Avie!
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