The Serene

Of All the things i have gained, i miss my friends the most.

A fish and.. a Bicycle..?????

And a woman needs a man
Like a fish needs a bicycle

When you're tryin' to throw your arms around the world..

" Trying to throw your arms around the world "
U2

i like their songs quite a bit..
Loved their lyrics too.. Until this one came up.

Just couldnt digest the fact that these guys would write something this.. this.. Bizarre.
( The song is great, k?)
:)

Eviction from a heart..

We walked in with Joy
Twilight bidding us goodbye
Joy,of course was leashed.
Handle with care or lose it..

Met Junior sometime back
Promising young fellow.
Cute and talented..
Liked jeans better than pyjamas.

Goody beamed with glee at the sight
of the new kid in town.
Goody was like a mother to Junior,i say.
Goody took Junior home too,had a great time,when it wasnt allowed.

Then that evening, they evicted Junior
Reasons were cited, arguements convincing
and slicing the heart.
Inevitability had its share of fun,i say.

They Had to "let him go"
No one, Not One cared for Junior.
Love was muted,sighs piercing the sky.
Junior was evicted, "He's Not Here."

Protests in vain, this is a democratic country,i say.

And Goody was hurt beyond measure
And it pained us too.
We know not,
What became of good ol' Junior.


Yelling can result in silence
Eviction can cause absence
But Eviction from a heart..?
Absolute Nonsense.

Mercy him.. Perceive him..

In defense.
Of those who are at fault. Of those who are thought to be so.

I met a man the other day. I wish somebody would teach him about acceptance.
Cause he did not quite understand it.
He understood that some find it very easy to have fun. Some are so easy going,they dont mind having their leg pulled every now and then. And he wanted to BE like them. Some because of their childhood,because of what they UNDERSTAND to be true, WANNABE like these people..people who are easy to be with,people who are the life of parties. So this man tried to be "fun-to-be-with". He let people bash up his ego a bit now and then (Good for him!).. then it became pretty often.. that became Every other time .Oh, how his mind adored these people- how he wanted to be RECOGNISED . The dessert of FAME,with a dash of cyanide for self-esteem. How i pitied him.

Anyway, this man, when he started realising that a lot many friends of his abhorred imitation/adulation(?)/adoration(??), he chose to be different. His feelings of INFERIORITY about himself had led him to dress like X did, talk like Y did, laugh like Z did, walk like $ did, and so on. (and he told me he GENUINELY LIKED to laugh like $ did,thats how the poor guy LEARNED to laugh.. but then again,copyright laws came in. so.)
Now he wanted to be like himself, YET he wanted to be adored. Oh,what terrible confusion. No BELIEVE me, he really was confused. Confused about the grounds of acceptance here.
Maybe HE could not ACCEPT his OWN realities. Maybe he did not PERCEIVE that.
He SAW that some of his friends could not understand WHY he WANNABE,but i think he didnt accept himself as he was. Poor kid.

He had friends who would love him for what he was anyday, ANYHOW.
But sometimes, HIS understanding of what they said, would make him doubt those very friends too. And how, HOW would he ask them about these searing concerns (?.. would they not ask him if he had more urgent things to do in life?)

He then told me he was glad he knew a friend of old,who would listen to him. Whose very presence gave him peace not comprehendible, and assurance that he was loved the exact way he was created.

Man..! was I GLAD..? i leapt for Joy ! This Bugger didnt have to bother me ANYMORE.
He was saved from his misery,and so was i.. Phew..!

Phew.

Procrastinator Sr. and Jr.

If i had a God like me..
it would have been comfortable family.

If Procrastination ran through both of us..
Earth would have been here upgraded,but Heaven would still be under renovation.
The Cherubim would have been really bugged,not to mention,be out on the streets (Golden they maybe) ,friends would have kept mailing God,chatting Him up on Google Talk. Prodding him,inspiring him. But he would return to check scraps on Orkut.
Or whatever they would use in Heaven.

If i had a God like me..
it would have been comfortable family.

It would have been a bit odd to find that fish without the tail.
Discomfiting to stand in a line after finishing time on earth,

Waiting list for both heaven and hell. Oh yes,the Devil would have a pretty tough time too (assuming he survived his 1st attempt at rebellion..)

Think of such a God. A God who would be comfortable family.