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III yr!!

Ha!

I forgot to post my marks!!

ENT : 66%
Ophthalmology : 66%
Community medicine : 61.5%

I dont know what to speak about them.
I expected something worse. I wasnt sure if I would be able to make them to 50%.
I know nothing. I’ve learnt nothing…
I’ve forgot the existance of a process called learning.

I’ve ceased to exist.
I’ve ceased to see find beauty in life.

This is its end

Strive to be perfect

Today taught me a lessen.

I had always been questioning myself ‘What’s wrong in being as I am now?’
I got an answer to it today.
I got to know whats really wrong in being like this.

The problem is not with making mistakes.
The problem lies in rationalizing, and ignoring them.
The problem lies in not attempting to correct them.
The problem lies in not trying to be better.
The problem lies in the tendency to taking no care about my next step.

I will work on it.

One must try to be perfect.
I know it is an ideal condition..But trials must never cease.

Discovery!!

Its as if I discovered something!

Discovered…
That I have done nothing!!

Its surprising..
But still..It is true.

Done nothing.
Know nothing.
Learnt nothing.
Created nothing.
Spoiled nothing.

:-)

Ha! Ha!

This is the begining!! :-)

My love will get you home by christine glass

If you wander off too far, my love will get you home.
If you follow the wrong star, my love will get you home.
If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,
get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.

Boy, my love will get you home.

If the bright lights blinds your eyes, my love will get you home.
If your troubles break your stride, my love will get you home.
If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,
get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.

Boy, my love will get you home.

If you ever feel ashamed, my love will get you home.
When there’s only you to blame, my love will get you home.
If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,
get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.

Boy, my love will get you home.

If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,
get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.

Boy, my love will get you home,

Boy, my love will get you home.

my love will get you home ~ christine glass

Some crap.. may be.

Don’t know what is happening.
But it’s true…And I don’t want to stop it.
I want to let everything go on…May it gift me prospects…or lead me into everlasting devastation.

Beneficial or destructive doesnt matter. Well, Nothing really matters to me now.
NO…It matters. But I want to convince myself that it doesnt matter

I think I have learned to live with it.
Live with pain
Live with frustation
Live with disgust

tTo be more correct, I have learnt to live ignoring the pain and disgust…

I think I have learnt to stay moving on despite pain and desgust…
It would be correct perhaps if I say that I am trying to learn… … …

Well everything is new.
Everything is as if I am new here.
It is as if I have never been here before…
I want to move on.
I just want to keep moving on…

I am mad.

Perhaps its an excuse…

An excuse to explain all my failures
A reason chosen to rationalize my inabilities

I dont want excuses
I dont want regrets
I dont want to hear the stupid phrase ‘I could have been better”

I hate it.
I hate incapability.
I hate incompetence.

I hate dwelling in guise of excuses.

Will…

Will
Is strong.

Stronger than might
Powerful than fate
Reliable than fortune

Will
Is the core of existence.

No words….

I simply cant believe this.

The very thought of her gifts a sense of pleasure..

What else can I say?
I have no words.

Smile on my lips speaks them all.
Tears that spill speak them all.

I have no words.
No words to explain the world, the joy of having had her in my life.
Absolutely no words, to describe the whole of emptiness…in her absence.

I have no words.

I don’t know.

Don’t know what happened to me
Don’t know why I am so irresponsible
Don’t know why I am blank..passive..reckless..

I keep no promises
I fulfill no responsibility
All my days go blank.
Filled with trash

All empty…useless..
full of unimplemented resolutions
full of abandoned desires

All gloomy..dull..
No joy..
No excitement
No energy
No achievement

I don’t want this.
I will not let this continue.

Hope I will keep this word I give to myself

This space means a ot to me.
What ever I write here comes from the core of my heart.
I trust that I would respect what my soul desires.
I trust that I would stand on my decisions.

I will work on ENT.

I’m back!

I feel I can dare to come back.

After long long hours of melancholy… I now consider myself near normal…near original.
At least,
I think I can claim a right over this page…from myself.

Looks funny??
This is truth.
My truth.

This is a kind of rebirth.

I don’t say I have recovered.

But I can say
with all guts,
with all confidence,
that I have regained my soul.

All these days, It was as if I’d lost it somewhere. I remained, a soulless being.

Its enough.
ITS ENOUGH.

Now
No regrets.
No escapism.
No concealment.
No rationalization.
Nothing.
NOTHING.

Well I have got a lot of work—No time for leisurely ramblings!!

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