Sewell & Marbury

No matter how hard i try

I can not forget that i've failed in a subject...

I watched a movie, talk to my sis, spend time with friend, but there is nothing that can ever replace the agony that i'ld feel when i'll write the status 'ex' in my exam papers...

I ride faster without a headgear for just having a reason to cry

Mixing the tears with the water that come out when you ride fast without blinking...

H is dried 2 O

It sure as hell doesn't feel okay no matter what

But In the midst of gloom, it's the crimson that bloom...

I can't expect mercy for what i've done, I can't even expect a miracle change in my study patten too...

I hope things go better...

There's little practical things to hope for

Everyone thought i could never fail

I too thought the same way untill the results came

Now I keep asking myself Like S Hawking- "Why are we here?"

There's a simple answer to know me, just guess which movie I'm talking about...

You'll get the keyword to my spirit..

Regrettably there isn't an Undo for what you've done in the life, or what has happened...

People ask me how's my result, I bury myself alive...

There'll be days ahead like this only, til the next semester results come out

At least i can hope for it

Till then, Lets hope for the best and prepare for the worst...

Ssssshhhh.....!!!!

Silence is killing...

Throughout the years i've been writing 'abominable lull'

M feeling it today

Why?

Got my second semester result and as expected, I got a back in M-II

Does it hurts? What a stupid question to ask for myself.. Ofcourse it does

I did test my skills today... Mocking my own self for no reason. I could have cried

In front of my mom or on phone with my dad

That may have bought me some sympathy...

That was the way things used to be.. Today i wanted to face the failure on my face...

Watch my tears dry inside my eyes... Feel the pain die inside the way it wiped out the status of 'REGULAR' off my mark sheet

I wanted to be true to myself

It doesn't mean that i don't care about my father's feelings..

The purpose of the existence of my studies is solely cuz of his belief...

I just wanted to breath out of my sophisticated fabric n taste the delights of such a situation

I don't feel anything today in particular

I'm not even happy for what I'm writing now.. But I just need to write it down somewhere

May be I'll edit it someday but not today

It isn't planned or framed today...

I'm facing misery and that does hurt

I've been through these things quite a lot and after a few days they too fizzle out of my mind

But this time!!!

They'll live inside me...

Will find time to write here every weekend, be more planned and disciplined...

There are loads of unfinished business..

Don't waste time reading my blog...

The thing that will make things more productive is

P A S S I O N