Monday, 31 May 2010

I find that at often times, I am most inspired to write when I am exhausted and is nearly dawn, I have a cigarette between my lips (after having smoked countless) and the bitter taste of it overtakes my mouth and doesn't give me any pleasure, and yet I cannot stop smoking. It is at these moments that I feel most the need to write. It is after a long night of working all day, dealing with family problems, partying, being ditched by friends at a club while you are at a washroom, having to take the bus home for two hours at 3am, that life seems...painfully and beautifully adventurous and meaningful. I can see the sky getting brighter, the sun will wake up in a few hours and its presence, gives me a feeling full of life. I have the day off tomorrow or I should say, today since it's 5am. I am exhausted, upset, uninspired and my feet hurt incredibly so. I danced, I worked, I laughed, I sucked up to customers, I made money, I spent all the money made and here I am, in front of a computer, writing nonsense. What is life? Damn it, why do I feel the need to ask this question at 5 in the morning? 

How does the common person feel at such an hour, after all that was transcribed above? I am tired...but not sleepy. What is this state? How do you describe it or explain it? Bahhh, triviality is my constant companion in writing. I feel like I have nothing worthy to share...and yet, here I am sharing. What can you share?
Are you willing to share???

Give me a piece of your life....I want the exchange!

Here is another cigarette...

Friday, 14 May 2010

There are certain things that cannot go unnoticed. One is a gorgeous woman, the other, is an ugly woman. Both are two ends of the beauty spectrum and yet, something unites them, the fact that they are women, they are human, they are individuals with dreams, desires, imperfections and god knows what else. In most cases, a woman will be in between of those two ends, but there are times when one can exceed the limit of the edges based on their behaviour. A true ugly woman is one who does not necessarily have an ugly face, but definitely an ugly personality. And a true beautiful woman is one who does not necessarily have a beautiful face, but a great personality. In this world, you can pass by with a smile, with jokes, kindness and wits if you let them be your primary factors of life. If you lack any of the above, make sure you take care of that pretty face or you are doomed. If you are lucky to have both, are one freak of nature.

Don't let superficiality rule your life. Let those countless beauty magazines say whatever they want, you pay attention to the magnificent things that move you, focus on your goodness and you will be happy, content, and beautiful in every way.

Those are my two cents of the day....