Carpe Diem!

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

this is a story about your bladder

command your bladder
it might not listen

command your tongue
it might not stop

command your troupe
they might retaliate

command your brain
it might still think

command your nose
it might still drip

commanding my bladder
it's unaware

it just wont listen...
i need to be cautious
i need to care!
posted by phantasmagoria at 8:54 AM 2 comments

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

live the life....

What if someone made your decisions.
What food you must eat. And where.
Also when and with who.

What if you picked your own clothes
Only to please others.
Wore the colors other people think suit you.

What if every ambition you have

seemed like only a dream to others.
A dream too far from reality.

What if you wrote keeping the reader in mind.
Spoke with the listener in mind.
And dressed with the viewer in mind. And there is no parity.

What if others have such strong opinions
that yours don’t stand
a chance.
Everyone on their fingers, wants you only to dance.

What if you only smile cause others are.
Your heart feels sad cause others are crying.
You are so silly you miss out every good chance.

What if you were living a life of a a rat
What if you had no feelings of your own
what if you found out that you are remote control.

What if someone knew that your smile isn't true.
Not even your laughter or your tears too.
And in this huge drama, you're an actor sans a role.

A dedication to a dear friend....
written on one of those days when i'm feeling out of sorts.(smiles finally).
posted by phantasmagoria at 8:00 AM 2 comments

Friday, January 12, 2007

the Apple boy says....

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.
Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.


- Steve Jobbs
posted by phantasmagoria at 5:42 AM 1 comments

Tuesday, January 09, 2007

i've noticed ...

I've noticed that sometimes we can't help but expect things from people...
and then after that, feel bad that those things didn't happen the way we thought (in our overworked little heads).

I've noticed that it hurts if you can't fit into your favourite pair of jeans and your newly bought t shirts are too tight too soon.

Iv'e noticed that wearing some colors makes you happy.

I've noticed that it feels nice when someone appreciates your creative work, when you are hiding it from most people cause of the fear of criticism.

I've noticed that the office looks dull now that they've removed the festoons.

I've noticed that it's getting monotonous to use the words...'I've noticed'.

so bye.
posted by phantasmagoria at 6:28 AM 3 comments

Saturday, January 06, 2007

cannonball


Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannonball

Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to cry
So come on courage!
Teach me to be shy'
Cause it's not hard to fall
And I don't WANNA scare her
It's not hard to fall
And I don't wanna lose
It's not hard to grow
When you know that you just don't know


A must hear: Damien Rice.
posted by phantasmagoria at 4:43 AM 0 comments

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

Of transparent red curtains and the bustle and the breeze.

What a way to start the year…. 1st morning was stupendous. Without realisation, the party place transformed. From one huge ball of enormous energy and with psychedelic colors thrown around for not just effect, the new year sky was now calm. Maybe it was a bit in the mood to snooze just when it knew the bright sun will pay her a visit.

The headbanging community was now pulsating on something beyond last night’s tonic. Well lets just say it was another kind of ecstasy.
Chai finally looked down upon the used up beer bottles. (That now lay wasted and disowned). Afterall people had had enough of them already. And discarded that stuff for the same reason.

And after all that deafening pulsating music from the night, none of us wanted to waste energy in haggling with the cabbie. Not even a word, except for “how much will you take for the cab ride.” Surprisingly, not even in the mood to argue about the escalating fares.

Went back to the hotel room. And just when everyone else plonked to bed, I stayed up in the balcony watching the pale sky through the red transparent curtain. Just when some people might’ve been singing songs inside their heads, I was bursting with energy. Still. (Even after 7 hours of non stop dancing).
So much so that I didn’t want to sleep and stare at the walls. I had to feel the breeze. The salty breeze of the 1st morning of the year. Chilly and a whole lot of fun. (I thought of even running on the beach, but then again thought otherwise as it would leave the others disturbed when I’d ring the bell and break their dream sequence.)

Ok, from here onwards I shall go back to the first day of my Goa trip. The train journey from Goa to Bombay passed by fairly quickly……chatting about how some of us can’t use certain kind of loos and all crappy things about crap. (One of us had a cold war with her bowel movements…so we were subjected to discussions of that sort!).

Did I say the journey passed fairly quickly? Hell no. I remember we were restless and dirty and desperate to step on the beach sand and it took us so long to reach our hotel at Madgaon.

Anyway we finally made it. Spent the left day bathing and enjoying some cranberry flavoured drinks. Later went to the beach. Partied. Sat right next to the waves, with candle light lighting our faces. As we giggled, spoke and gorged. Walked on the beach.

The next day woke up really late and shifted to our new abode at Candolim beach. Spent most of the day walking at the beach…with cranberry flavoured drinks in our hands…we even went to that insane extent of sipping a customers newly bought vine (At a liquor shop). When we finally got to the beach we sat at a shack listening to music and enjoying the bustle and the breeze!

Later that night we went to Brittos, and now I know that ONE MUST NEVER ORDER SORPOTEL THERE. Desserts are awesome though.

The next day was lazy as hell. Whiling away at the beach was our plan of the day. Later that night we went to one of my favourite places in Goa, Infantaria. There one of our friends went to a stranger firangi and borrowed a Cigar. Which by the way, no one smoked!!! We ate desserts till we wanted to throw up and never come back there.

Only to return there the next day….i went there for what I can conveniently call breakfast. (That was the time in the afternoon I’d woken up!)
And then ate like a piglet. (Now it’s even showing!!)

That night we went to a rave at Hiltop. At first we were sceptical cause we had to pay a lot and since it was the last day of the trip for some of us, we were broke! Anyway… we entered praying we wouldn’t get bored ..but the first one hours or so passed like a snail. We were bored and I was amused just watching people (even though it wasn’t my first rave!) the place was insane.

People there couldn’t hear anything else but music, couldn’t feel anything else but joy, couldn’t see anything else but psychedelic colors. Later we joined the wagon! We were now, them!
And then suddenly I felt the music too. I enjoyed it so much that I even believed that it was me who was controlling it. I felt like I can control the lights. The way people there are moving. Everything!
Chai was what we ended this one big party with. One hot cup of tea flavoured with silence for breakfast on our 1st morning of the year!
posted by phantasmagoria at 1:48 AM 2 comments