This is The Legend's reply to Bristow's Tag...


*Last movie you saw in a theater - 'Hancock'. Personally, I liked the movie. The first half was simply hilarious. The second half didn't come up to the mark.

*What book are you reading- 'The Day Of The Jackal' by Frederick Forsyth. A superb thriller that is bound to keep you on the edge of your seat as you read on.

*Favorite board game - Chess, Ludo, Snake n Ladder.

*Favorite smells - The smell of the soil,scorched by the long summer, when the first rain drops kiss it. Makes me feel that I want to be a 5 year old all my life and go play in the rain unscathed by all the tensions of adult life.

*Favorite sound - The chirping of the birds when I wake up in the morning.

*Worst feeling in the world - Not feeling high even after having 6 pegs of Vodka. Nothing can be compared to the desperation that you feel when you are in such a situation.

*What is the first thing you think of when you wake up - If I'm up early, I think,"It's too early, I can sleep some more". If I'm late, then,"I'm already late, so there's no harm in sleeping for some more time"...

*Favorite fast food place - Hotel New Double X, Trichur.

*Future child's name - Haven't decided yet. I'd prefer one that starts with S or A.

*Finish this statement. "If I had a lot of money, I'd" buy a little private island,with a lake in it, in the carribean and build a palatial house on it. I would also have my own private golf course and a luxury yacht. I'd like to spend my days there reading my favorite books, fishing and doing other fun stuff with my family.

*Do you drive fast - who???me??? I don't think so. But, my friends say so.

*Do you sleep with a stuffed animal - Yup. And his name is Bristow.

*Storms - Cool or scary - Zero cool.

*What was your first car- Owned?-The first car my family owned was a fiat. But, the first one I drove was Maruti-Suzuki Baleno.

*Favorite drink - Absolut Mandarin Vodka.

*Finish this statement. "If I had the time, I would..." - try to rebuild my life, 'cause I've already wasted enough and more time.

*Do you eat the stems on broccoli?- Nope.

*If you could dye your hair any color, what would be your choice? -Something like blackish blue.

*Name all the different cities/towns you have lived in - Haripad,Thrissur, Pala,Thiruvananthapuram,Ponkunnam.

*Favorite sports to watch - FOOTBALL.

*One nice thing about the person who sent this to you - Nice??? I don't seem to remember anything. But, he's a stupid,idiotic fool who really irritates me. ;)

*What's under your bed?- A bag filled with empty packs of cigarettes. The current count stands at 95 packs.

*Would you like to be born as yourself again? - NO.

*Morning person or night owl -Night Owl.

*Over easy or sunny side up - Over easy.

*Favorite place to relax - College Gallery.

*Favorite pie - Apple.

*Favorite ice cream flavor - Rum n Rae, Butterscotch.


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Time...

Time is immortal.

But, I'm not. I had my time, but I wasted it. I'm running out of time. I don't think I can comeback now. Back to my life. The life I wanted. I guess my time's up. The only door open before me is not the one I had wished for. I had the keys to all the doors. Well, most of them. But, I lost all of them on my way. And, I have only one left with me. In reality, I didn't keep it. I'm stuck with it. There's another door without any key. But, I'm too afraid to open it. In the end, all doors lead to it. This is just a shortcut. I had thought about opening it many a time. But, if I did people would call me a coward. I don't want to be remembered as one who was too afraid to face the realities of the show called 'LIFE'. But, wait. Who's going to remember me? Have I done anything worth remembrance? Have I been able to make a difference in anyone's life? The answer, is most obviously, a no.

I'm sick of this life. But, can this be called a 'life'. This is not life. This is called existing. I'm alive just because I haven't ceased to exist. Life turns out to be mere existence when it's drained of all emotions. My mind is filled with desperation. Me and the world around me is feeding it. It's getting bigger and bigger day after day. And it's eating away my time. One day, I think, it will turn into a monster. And, I will be consumed by it. I need something. Something to hold on to. Something that can save me from this monster.

I want to be heard. I want to be understood. But, nobody's listening. And those few who do, doesn't seem to understand. When people are ready to listen and understand, I'm too afraid to talk. I don't want anyone to know what bothers me. I don't want others to be involved in my problems. I want to remain a mystery. Everything that's in my mind should remain there and they should die with me.

I'm a bit too cold hearted at times, I think. I don't know how or why I came to be like this. All I know is that now I'm. I don't care for others. Sometimes, I don't even care about myself. Behind my smiling face I hide. I'm what I'm. But, I'm not the one I wanted to be. I'm not the one others wanted me to be.

Some think I'm strange. I'm just different. I'm alone and I want to be alone. Sometimes, my mind wanders. Sometimes, it leaves completely. I live in my own little imaginary world, 'cause I'm fed up with the world I actually live in. I can't seem to get out of it. I'm stuck in it. Even when I wished to get out, I couldn't. I want to reclaim my life. I'm trying. Trying hard.

I'm hoping for a bright new dawn, when someone would walk up to me and hand me the keys I lost on my way. Then, I'll open the door and holding her hand, walk till the sun sets on our lives...