Monday, July 31, 2006
Diary/31.7.06
What a terrific day to end this month with.I reached school late as usual but unusually I got redmarked today.This month I have been redmarked twice and one more redmark would have snatched one CL of mine.But thankfully this being the last day of the month,new redmarks will be counted afresh from the next month i.e from tomorrow on.Hmmmm,I swear I'll be very punctual from tomorrow on.
Wrote this one very recently.
WHY?
Why stop someone who wants to go
Why emote yourself to someone who doesnt care to know
Why hold someone back if he wishes not to stay being yours.
cause love is an impossible thing to be bound by force
Why let your eyes well up in tears for one
who has left you emotionally sheerly undone?
Why suffer for one to whom you are of no value
whose utterance of each word of love was so very untrue.
Why spend sleepless nights for one
Who deserted you for someone else?
So what if he has stopped caring for you
Why dont you take little care for yourself?
Why let your heart twitch in pain?
Why let your heart cry in vain?
Why let your mind brood on your doleful past?
Why dont you bury the painful reminiscence under dust?
Why wail for one who betrayed his words
Who gave you only humiliation and insults as rewards
Who moved on in life pursuing his own selfish desires
leaving you alone to die,showing you neither tenderness nor cares.
Why fall into such frequent despairs for one
Who took pleasure in your pain
Who wanted to make you once insane
Who never glanced back
Who never tried to see
How you have turned into a wrack
Paying price for his playful glee!
Your life is precious,just like that of anyone else
You possess no right to ruin it
for some god damn selfish elves.
..........................Ashmita
Why stop someone who wants to go
Why emote yourself to someone who doesnt care to know
Why hold someone back if he wishes not to stay being yours.
cause love is an impossible thing to be bound by force
Why let your eyes well up in tears for one
who has left you emotionally sheerly undone?
Why suffer for one to whom you are of no value
whose utterance of each word of love was so very untrue.
Why spend sleepless nights for one
Who deserted you for someone else?
So what if he has stopped caring for you
Why dont you take little care for yourself?
Why let your heart twitch in pain?
Why let your heart cry in vain?
Why let your mind brood on your doleful past?
Why dont you bury the painful reminiscence under dust?
Why wail for one who betrayed his words
Who gave you only humiliation and insults as rewards
Who moved on in life pursuing his own selfish desires
leaving you alone to die,showing you neither tenderness nor cares.
Why fall into such frequent despairs for one
Who took pleasure in your pain
Who wanted to make you once insane
Who never glanced back
Who never tried to see
How you have turned into a wrack
Paying price for his playful glee!
Your life is precious,just like that of anyone else
You possess no right to ruin it
for some god damn selfish elves.
..........................Ashmita
Sunday, July 30, 2006
My poems
HAUNTING MELODIES
With traces of memories coming back in
my mind is like a vagabond roaming about
nurturing the broken fragments of some shattered dreams
With traces of memories coming back in
my mind is like an agonised soul
brimming with some smothered screams
With traces of memories coming back in
my mind is like a tired cruiser
stranded in a lonely desert
with heart full of anxiety and on tiptoe
With traces of memories coming back in
my mind is like a poor famished begger
hallucinating about better tomorrows
that are to pull me out of all throes
With traces of memories coming back in
my mind is like an apparition in unrest
waiting for the peace of its soul
With traces of memories coming back in
my mind is like a cargoship carrying away
the burden of some broken promises
waiting for its deliverance from the pain of all unfulfilled
Sweet memories of once gripping
my heart now with fright and inexplicable anguish
wish,just wish I could get awaywith this pain so devilish
............Ashmita
With traces of memories coming back in
my mind is like a vagabond roaming about
nurturing the broken fragments of some shattered dreams
With traces of memories coming back in
my mind is like an agonised soul
brimming with some smothered screams
With traces of memories coming back in
my mind is like a tired cruiser
stranded in a lonely desert
with heart full of anxiety and on tiptoe
With traces of memories coming back in
my mind is like a poor famished begger
hallucinating about better tomorrows
that are to pull me out of all throes
With traces of memories coming back in
my mind is like an apparition in unrest
waiting for the peace of its soul
With traces of memories coming back in
my mind is like a cargoship carrying away
the burden of some broken promises
waiting for its deliverance from the pain of all unfulfilled
Sweet memories of once gripping
my heart now with fright and inexplicable anguish
wish,just wish I could get awaywith this pain so devilish
............Ashmita
I wrote this poem in 2004....
On Valentine's Day
Today morn as I opened my eyes,
The red sun greeted me on the rise,
February 14th being pointed by the ray,
Oh yes,ofcourse! Today is the valentine's day
The drowsiness shrugged off me since then,
I was confident of wishes and invitations from atleast ten!
Make ups and new dresses being the order of the day,
My killer looks are sure to raise some eyebrows along the way;
The day went by,casting shadows rising tall,
Expectations dripping low,I'm yet to receive any call!
Do you hear a ring? Atlast I rushed to see
A quality one rather than the generalised ten
were reasons enough for me to glee!
Disgusting ! it's for my bro,not for me,
Love! definitely not anymore my cup of tea!
.........Ashmita
Today morn as I opened my eyes,
The red sun greeted me on the rise,
February 14th being pointed by the ray,
Oh yes,ofcourse! Today is the valentine's day
The drowsiness shrugged off me since then,
I was confident of wishes and invitations from atleast ten!
Make ups and new dresses being the order of the day,
My killer looks are sure to raise some eyebrows along the way;
The day went by,casting shadows rising tall,
Expectations dripping low,I'm yet to receive any call!
Do you hear a ring? Atlast I rushed to see
A quality one rather than the generalised ten
were reasons enough for me to glee!
Disgusting ! it's for my bro,not for me,
Love! definitely not anymore my cup of tea!
.........Ashmita
My favourite quotes
It is the rule of this world that each person has what he doesn't want and other people have what he does want.Married men have wives and dont seem to want them and young single fellows cry out that they cannot get them.Poor people who can hardly keep themselves have eight hearty children.Rich old couples with no one to leave their money to,die childless.......... Jerome K.Jerome.
We mortals,men and women,devour many a disappointment between breakfast and dinner-time,keep back the tears and look a little pale about the lips,and in answer to inquiries say, "Oh,nothing!". Pride helps us, and pride is not a bad thing when it only urges us to hide our own hurts.......not to hurt others.........G.Eliot:Middlemarch.
I used to be so dreamy about a man's love as a girl and think that for good or evil love must be the great thing.But is has not been ; it has itself been a dream............E.M.Forster:Howards End.
"The English have no respect for their language, and will not teach their children to speak it. They spell it so abominably that no man can teach himself what it sounds like.".......G.B. Shaw
"There is something about words. In expert hands, manipulated deftly, they take you prisoner. Wind themselves around your limbs like spider silk, and when you are so enthralled you cannot move, they pierce your skin, enter your blood, numb your thoughts. Inside you they work their magic." ......Diane Setterfield
" People disappear when they die. Their voice, their laughter, the warmth of their breath. Their flesh. Eventually their bones. All living memory of them ceases. This is both dreadful and natural. "....Diane Setterfield.
We mortals,men and women,devour many a disappointment between breakfast and dinner-time,keep back the tears and look a little pale about the lips,and in answer to inquiries say, "Oh,nothing!". Pride helps us, and pride is not a bad thing when it only urges us to hide our own hurts.......not to hurt others.........G.Eliot:Middlemarch.
I used to be so dreamy about a man's love as a girl and think that for good or evil love must be the great thing.But is has not been ; it has itself been a dream............E.M.Forster:Howards End.
"The English have no respect for their language, and will not teach their children to speak it. They spell it so abominably that no man can teach himself what it sounds like.".......G.B. Shaw
"There is something about words. In expert hands, manipulated deftly, they take you prisoner. Wind themselves around your limbs like spider silk, and when you are so enthralled you cannot move, they pierce your skin, enter your blood, numb your thoughts. Inside you they work their magic." ......Diane Setterfield
" People disappear when they die. Their voice, their laughter, the warmth of their breath. Their flesh. Eventually their bones. All living memory of them ceases. This is both dreadful and natural. "....Diane Setterfield.
Saturday, July 29, 2006
My profile
Name : Gomratherium
DOB : 21st March
Favourites:
Dish : Anything delectable
Drink : Fruit juice or liqour depending on the occassion and mood
Dress : Anything that I look good in and feel comfortable wearing
Colour(s) : Blue,Pink and Yellow
Actor(s) : Amitabh,Aamir,Shahrukh
Actress(s) : Rani Mukherjee
Singer(s) : Kishore Kumar,Sonu Nigam,Asha Bhosle,Lata,Sreya Ghoshal,Alka Yagnik,Sunidhi Chouhan
Writer(s) : Jane Austen,Charlotte Bronte,Jeoffrey Archer,Yann Martel,Chetan Bhagat,Taslima Nasrin and many more.
Hobby : reading,listening to music,watching movies,net surfing.
Personal :
Happiest Moment in life : yet to come.
Weakness : I can't see anyone crying.
Precious Possessions: My values,my family and friends.
Things I find disgusting in others : hypocrisy,ostentation,pride.
Definition of a true friend : Someone who stands by you giving you support in your time of crisis.
Objects which I always carry : My cellphone and a purse.
Greatest Fear of my life : to wake up and not see my family around.
DOB : 21st March
Favourites:
Dish : Anything delectable
Drink : Fruit juice or liqour depending on the occassion and mood
Dress : Anything that I look good in and feel comfortable wearing
Colour(s) : Blue,Pink and Yellow
Actor(s) : Amitabh,Aamir,Shahrukh
Actress(s) : Rani Mukherjee
Singer(s) : Kishore Kumar,Sonu Nigam,Asha Bhosle,Lata,Sreya Ghoshal,Alka Yagnik,Sunidhi Chouhan
Writer(s) : Jane Austen,Charlotte Bronte,Jeoffrey Archer,Yann Martel,Chetan Bhagat,Taslima Nasrin and many more.
Hobby : reading,listening to music,watching movies,net surfing.
Personal :
Happiest Moment in life : yet to come.
Weakness : I can't see anyone crying.
Precious Possessions: My values,my family and friends.
Things I find disgusting in others : hypocrisy,ostentation,pride.
Definition of a true friend : Someone who stands by you giving you support in your time of crisis.
Objects which I always carry : My cellphone and a purse.
Greatest Fear of my life : to wake up and not see my family around.
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