i am walkin down this road the destination unknown, i dont even know wat is hundred feet in front, yet i walk on this path and yet the journeys not ending. The courage is failing, somehow dissatisfaction has crept in , and nothing seems right, i wonder where i went wrong and which turn was wrong.

Well some people believe in destiny and if its like that then i wotnder if any turn can be wrong cos after all its destiny . Well thats wats meant to be i guess for all you belieivers of Poulo Cohelo there is no wrong path all paths are right cos after all its destiny taking you there. Gotta listen to the heart they say . I wonder what the heart says , does it ever coincide with wat the brain says, A question let it hang.


Well as usual i give out my gibberish in small doses of word play , well i enjoy it to tell you the truth.


Well lets count what all i enjoy doin, to tell you the truth in my state of despair for an answere i cant even figure that one out, well all that i can think of is maybe travelling but that too can get on the nerves .

Man i hate these loud sounds around me , it s banging on my nut , man i wish there was a bit of silence for a little while , i think im missing the peace that i use to have at one time . I really do lack it now.

Ya so for people like me who think they somehow are masters of their own destiny its written but then theres nothing that cant be changed. WEll ya for people like us its a bit more dificult , its so easy to say well thats gods way, it s destiny. Man all rubbish , i just seem to be without a direction even if there is a destiny i wonder where it lies cos right now im like a ship without a rudder, only wishes are there and that too not constant what will it be today i wonder .


Man i love this life this ever changing life of orgasmic pain and plain ecstacy , i think we would be nothing without it. Whenever you think you have the upper hand it just gives a small twist and off you are again batteling against monsters trying to regain control. I guess its better that way cos atleast that way you have something to do , otherwise i guess life would be too boring.


Y is man like that, To realise the value of anything first he has to see a scarcity of it. The rich get richer and the poor get poorer, where is the law where is the justice , Balls to it man it was always an animal world.

raving

Back again to the ravings, well a voice not penned is a thought lost and each thought lost is an idea aborted, so i have bloody flushed down millions of ideas down the toilet, but well shit happens.

i read this book that i understood very little of , but mostly i learnt that people who r against the system usually go crazy , well im insane as i said before but at times even being with the systenm is insanity .

im not in the mood for a conversation tonight so i guess ill say good night to u all till we meet again chow

I HATE MY JOB

I hate my Job, well I use to like it , at one time when I had just joined it I was a novice, it was pleasant , it had its mysteries , there was something new to it every day.

How has it changed, IM not that much of a novice I have earned some respect the tough way, iv learned some new things in my trade, some things are still a mystery to me. I hate the routine it gives , even if it involves doin somethin new. I have my competitors, I have my pets, I have my supporters and there are PEOPLE I CANT STAND. And YET LIFE GOES ON CORDIALLY without any noise , without any difficulty. I have still a lot to learn there are still quite a few mysteries in front of me I struggle to find a solution , sometimes I give up sometimes I procastinate.

Man its a dog eat dog world out here , either u kill or u survive , the worst part of it all is that I think IM letting myself die at time.

I hate this job, I don't like the idea of meeting people that I don't really know, talking to them pleasantly, groveling at times, authoritative at others. That's not me.

I hate this job because it matters whom u meet whom u move around with and what u do with them. I hate it cos u always have to meet the superiors please them and that's the only way to develop.

When I was new to the whole gang life was different . I didn't know the politics of the place now that I Know it I hate it , I move away from it and then hate myself for moving away . Man this sucks.

Well I write this bulk of shit today cos I sit here actually not even in the luxury of my cramped cubicle but rather in a associate vendors sweat shop, produce some results and then my boss takes the cake while IM left with the pan . I should have told him what to do with the bloody pan but I think at that time I dint realize. STUPID .. Anyway actually it doesn't hurt cos I missed a chance to probably have dinner with the CMD , but because at that time I actually didn't , and the worst now IM regretting. How much iv changed


YOU KNOW WHY I HATE THIS JOB BECAUSE IT MAKES ME SOMETHING I AM NOT......