Charades, if that is what you want, I'l give them to you, because time has roughned me up.

If there are certain reasons other than love, which make you stay together, a relation like that is doomed from that very point. Because, one fine day those reasons will surely cease to exist, and then surviving the aftermath will be the toughest challenge you would have faced.

You seriously cant totally believe in 'I,Me,Myself.'
Surely life would have to have a bigger dimension than a one-man identity who is concentrated on JUST these three words!!

A sniper is only a coward, not a hero

This is a time of shame and sorrow. It is not a day for politics. I have saved this one opportunity, my only event of today, to speak briefly to you about the mindless menace of violence in America which again stains our land and every one of our lives. It is not the concern of any one race. The victims of the violence are black and white, rich and poor, young and old, famous and unknown. They are, most important of all, human beings whom other human beings loved and needed. No one - no matter where he lives or what he does - can be certain who will suffer from some senseless act of bloodshed. And yet it goes on and on and on in this country of ours. Why? What has violence ever accomplished? What has it ever created? No martyr's cause has ever been stilled by an assassin's bullet. No wrongs have ever been righted by riots and civil disorders. A sniper is only a coward, not a hero; and an uncontrolled, uncontrollable mob is only the voice of madness, not the voice of reason. Whenever any American's life is taken by another American unnecessarily - whether it is done in the name of the law or in the defiance of the law, by one man or a gang, in cold blood or in passion, in an attack of violence or in response to violence - whenever we tear at the fabric of the life which another man has painfully and clumsily woven for himself and his children, the whole nation is degraded. "Among free men," said Abraham Lincoln, "there can be no successful appeal from the ballot to the bullet; and those who take such appeal are sure to lose their cause and pay the costs." Yet we seemingly tolerate a rising level of violence that ignores our common humanity and our claims to civilization alike. We calmly accept newspaper reports of civilian slaughter in far-off lands. We glorify killing on movie and television screens and call it entertainment. We make it easy for men of all shades of sanity to acquire whatever weapons and ammunition they desire. Too often we honor swagger and bluster and wielders of force; too often we excuse those who are willing to build their own lives on the shattered dreams of others. Some Americans who preach non-violence abroad fail to practice it here at home. Some who accuse others of inciting riots have by their own conduct invited them. Some look for scapegoats, others look for conspiracies, but this much is clear: violence breeds violence, repression brings retaliation, and only a cleansing of our whole society can remove this sickness from our soul. For there is another kind of violence, slower but just as deadly destructive as the shot or the bomb in the night. This is the violence of institutions; indifference and inaction and slow decay. This is the violence that afflicts the poor, that poisons relations between men because their skin has different colors. This is the slow destruction of a child by hunger, and schools without books and homes without heat in the winter. This is the breaking of a man's spirit by denying him the chance to stand as a father and as a man among other men. And this too afflicts us all. I have not come here to propose a set of specific remedies nor is there a single set. For a broad and adequate outline we know what must be done. When you teach a man to hate and fear his brother, when you teach that he is a lesser man because of his color or his beliefs or the policies he pursues, when you teach that those who differ from you threaten your freedom or your job or your family, then you also learn to confront others not as fellow citizens but as enemies, to be met not with cooperation but with conquest; to be subjugated and mastered. We learn, at the last, to look at our brothers as aliens, men with whom we share a city, but not a community; men bound to us in common dwelling, but not in common effort. We learn to share only a common fear, only a common desire to retreat from each other, only a common impulse to meet disagreement with force. For all this, there are no final answers. Yet we know what we must do. It is to achieve true justice among our fellow citizens. The question is not what programs we should seek to enact. The question is whether we can find in our own midst and in our own hearts that leadership of humane purpose that will recognize the terrible truths of our existence. We must admit the vanity of our false distinctions among men and learn to find our own advancement in the search for the advancement of others. We must admit in ourselves that our own children's future cannot be built on the misfortunes of others. We must recognize that this short life can neither be ennobled or enriched by hatred or revenge. Our lives on this planet are too short and the work to be done too great to let this spirit flourish any longer in our land. Of course we cannot vanquish it with a program, nor with a resolution. But we can perhaps remember, if only for a time, that those who live with us are our brothers, that they share with us the same short moment of life; that they seek, as do we, nothing but the chance to live out their lives in purpose and in happiness, winning what satisfaction and fulfillment they can. Surely, this bond of common faith, this bond of common goal, can begin to teach us something. Surely, we can learn, at least, to look at those around us as fellow men, and surely we can begin to work a little harder to bind up the wounds among us and to become in our own hearts brothers and countrymen once again.
--- Robert F. Kennedy

No hope no pain!

Tonight I have no sleep in my eyes
I think something has just crashed in front of me.
Dilemma is what i'm in.

could-haves have turned into 'not-happening'
I don't feel great at the moment
I'm not thinking much now;
Desolation is around me
suddenly I feel as if iv been marooned
Thrown from the cliff-
banned forever to live the life of Gulliver.

Tonight sleep evades me, i know the reason is valid.
It matters not to me, guess losers can any day quit.
I cannot speak of hope tonight,
bear with me please,judge me not.
I look around me in this almost morning,
I see the purple sky outside my window,
the chill is running through out my emotions,
This page is my only companion right now,
I cannot speak of hope tonight.

You love me yet you hate me

I know you love me YET you hate me
I am just the drug you cant live without.!

You say you love my eyes,
yet I know to you, they are only the mirrors of my guilt.
You say you trust me, and that you belong to me,
yet this time i choose to believe your words not.
I see you walking ahead of me,
as if trying to make some distance between us.
I find you looking for a way out every time your
standing next to me.
Every time I cried my heart out to you then
you told me that tomorrow would be better,
Yet my today finds you pining for freedom.

I know that you love me,
Yet I see the hate in your eyes.
I am simply an idea you once had
I fear it may be discarded soon.

I bleed you, you bleed me,
Its a tale of mutual curse.
I hurt you, you hurt me,
You say i have never ever understood you.
May be, i scarcely know what to believe in!
The clangs are out loud in my head, the clutter has simply grown.
I just know that you love me
Yet now you slowly hate me.

At the lowest ebb right now, I have no beliefs, no systems
To stand upon.
For years you were the only system that worked for me,
My only recluse
I know change is at times good, problems occur
Yet at times I have been the fool.
May be that's why you love me, yet you hate me!

After tonight I know a little part of my ability has been lost
I was proud of my capability to love, serves me right
(Pride hath fall)
I think this is the end of the dreams i strove to weave.
I sit here in my darkest abyss.
The fault I believe lies here
There Iv said it to the world today.

I know that you love me yet you hate me too.
May be the fault is all mine!

Known-Seen-Foreseen

* This is what I have KNOWN-
Tragedies and happiness move on in a circle the start of which is mostly catalytic. The moments transcend into the future in an unimaginable way. What is there today, can never hold a binding promise on your tomorrow. Being prepared or unprepared can in no way give you enough strength to deal with the chaos which will come your way. The only universal truth which will uphold is that everything ultimately moves on - be it life or be it death. The only tragedy which can occur to you will be your conceit and ignorance, Together they make you a fool. And the only greatness of your life can b your own belief in yourself and you your rebound time-the shorter the better.

* This is what I have SEEN-
Tim will never be the constant of life. What will be sure is the crest and fall in the wave of experiences. The love and companionship and the camaraderie surrounding you is the gift of today. Tomorrow this may/may not be there. What is sure is you. A little goodness in you goes a long way to contentment which is the only thing which will keep you sane as you move the harder paths. Prejudice is the pit you dig for yourself. Accepting people for their bad as much as for their good is the now must have if you want to survive. Loneliness is not always a sin, at times it is the balm and the time to re-think. Dream but the end result will surely vary. Lastly the bad situations you have to go through will only help strengthen you. Indulging in self pity and depreciation will lock you in your own morose world. Strength of any person is simply his/her outlook towards living.

* This is what I have FORESEEN
Life as we know it now will change. Bonds will break and re-make as ever. The only way to traverse the upheavals will be laughter and humor. Solitude is the companion for the journey but as we slowly reach the end, mindsets will change. Its then that we will re-discover what everything is about. It is then that we will understand that the innocence we began with was the real way to go!