tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48371398649130786102024-03-14T05:17:26.662-07:00Can't think of anything witty...All thoughts no actions :')Dreamy soul !http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338023533015521459noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4837139864913078610.post-77822712171610015102012-12-23T01:27:00.002-08:002012-12-23T01:50:50.736-08:00Ashamed of being able to do nothing.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1. If possible there should be more surveillance cameras in the city and public transports if not all then at least buses. And these cameras should be monitored at all times, this will not just ensure security for women but security for all. The person who monitors the video should be in touch with the person present at the location for warning against any potential mishap. All private buses should be nationalized. There should also be a system of checks. Every commercial institute, private and nationalized should report to one ruling body at the end of the day ensuring that no crime happened in their premises or if it did they should report sooner. The population is a major issue but that doesn't mean it has to become an excuse for unorganized governance. All districts should have strict policing system and I don't ask anything extra from the police but to do what they are supposed to do as part of their jobs properly and put their stereotypes and prejudices aside.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">2. There should be stricter laws and an emphasis on the implementation of these laws. Why people are asking for corporate punishment is because it wasn't rape, it was an attempt to murder, the girl survived but the intentions of the culprits are clearly out in the open. They raped her and then they brutally abused her. They probably thought she was dead before they got caught. I believe at least the one who actually is responsible for brutality should be given to the public, others can get a trial if that is what is legally correct.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">3. I won't ask the leaders of our democracy to come out in the open and talk to us but at least they should ensure that what happened this once and has been happening since time immemorial, can be stopped. That either it is safe for us to have an optimistic view and move on or admit it that the country isn't safe anymore, take responsibility and do something about it. The working of law and order is well and good, MANY don't get justice but when masses are on the streets trying to send a message, how big a message would it take to sink in that a bold strategy is required? If it weren't for the masses India still would be a colonized country, today we almost have the same situation. The government doesn't have to understand our anger because they can't, they have to live it to understand the fear that resides inside a person every time they leave their houses. To fear God and fate is normal,it is justified to fear the unknown but to fear our fellow humans because their actions can't be controlled is a shame to democracy, it is almost like we have none so why do the leaders get to be what they are if they can't ensure our security. Democracy is for the people not for privilege.</span></div>
Dreamy soul !http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338023533015521459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4837139864913078610.post-10969349051042251742012-12-18T13:55:00.001-08:002012-12-23T01:51:12.532-08:00Another rape? So much for being human.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> What is it but bricks and walls, I sit here and type thinking of comfort and safety, but the door through which I go out into the world, let's them in too. If it happened in the bus how can it not happen in my house. The whole world is outside my house and that girl had no help, what makes you feel safe inside your house when you are alone? It happened in a bus. I mean wtf what is next on the footpath? Gross as it is, it's the reality and a question that we face today. What can we possibly do about it? At least be concerned and care for your fellow human beings who deserve to be safe as much as you do. I know my feelings are the least that matter right now but I do feel unsafe in my own country like more than ever and it's a shame. Be safe people this isn't the first time it happened and I am worried it's not the last. </span></span><br />
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I am not one of the most up to date person. I try not to form opinions because they don't last but can this be avoided? Rapes have happened in the past and people have always been against it. People have rights to property and the government can ensure it's safety. It's easier I guess to take care of property since it stays put but imagine a girl staying put on the road for that long. Could they ensure her safety even then? </span></span><br />
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Being a girl has it's drawbacks but I did not choose to be one, to feel the humiliation, the loss of personal space, it was natural selection and hence here I am, a woman who is shaken and sad.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have a thousand things to point out but I am just another insignificant ghost, whose thoughts don't count. I don't run the country but what I do is believe and hope, which have been shattered and to think about the girl who was the victim to this heinous act, I hope she gets around it and finds everything that one needs to be happy. I don't know the right words but being the girl next door I seek for a savior, where is my God now? I don't like this, I don't want this and I want it to end, I want people to think to feel to reason and yet how does it matter what I want, what matters is how much we all want it to end,and if every person has similar feelings humanity would be restored. Till then I am sorry to say but the joy we find in other's little acts of kindness means nothing. These bastards would sustain on our delusions, and who these bastards are, could be anyone, we still don't know, so much for being a human.</span></span></div>
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Dreamy soul !http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338023533015521459noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4837139864913078610.post-1173704241769731052012-12-14T12:15:00.003-08:002013-03-01T21:18:57.318-08:00Wickedly gloomy days. O.o<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Guess they found me...and this once I don't seem to be the only one. A general notion vigorously mocked at these days is the theory that the world is coming to an end. I have no comments on these theories though, what I do see around me is that these college vacations are butchery :/ Don't see a connection?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Let me do it for you. Last year, at this time of the month I was all worked up planning how to waste my time. This year however nothing seems to matter. Everyone is crazily laid back, busy doing nothing and the air around me seems packed with insanity. I have come to believe that my life is over, at least a part of it and now I am living in space preparing to hop into a new boat as it passes by.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The water is still</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have to go up the hill</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Walking would take too long</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I keep humming my gloomy song</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The wind turns against me</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And leaves nothing behind to see</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Blows right into my eyes</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I try but I can not rise</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">All I hear is my poignant voice</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I keep trying cz I have no other choice.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">*Phew*</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Thankfully I am done sulking.My mind is open to all kinds of joy but the problem lies in the fact that they seem pretty reluctant to stumble across my way. I sometimes catch them lurking in the corner now and then but then they just leave and I feel empty yet again. I would have thought that probably something is wrong with me but then I look around, it's everyone !</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I tell you it's in the air...this aloofness is crazy. The world might just be coming to an end cz all my hopes are kind of dead. I try hard to stay composed, but yet do I really have to feel nothing?</span></div>
Dreamy soul !http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338023533015521459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4837139864913078610.post-19544897750214222252012-12-13T12:57:00.000-08:002012-12-23T01:51:36.851-08:00I know people write their blogs very seriously, sometimes religiously, sorry I am new, so be subtle? <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Since I have no fan following yet (or ever) I write to please the only audience that I have, Myself/ Me.<br />
Me, well I am lazy, romantic, anti compliant, reasonable, confused, wise and pretty. :') So much love <3<br />
I write for a person whose life revolves around that three lettered word FUN.<br />
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FUN ! FUN ! FUN ! FUN ! FUN ! (if I keep saying that word I start to think of snake's fang) Yes I get carried away, I have a habit of relating things. Habit you know. H goes a bit a remains, A goes still bit remains, B goes still it remains, and I is toh going nowhere.<br />
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So fun is a boring topic if you don't have a context.Fun is fun only when you are having fun. You get me?<br />
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On other days it' merely a word related to joy. See even though this post is about fun, you must be bored already, unless reading is fun for you or I am just awesome. ^_*<br />
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I feel like I know FUN and it knows me. It's like I am born to experience all kinds of fun, but aren't we all? Why is it that the aims of our life is to become someone big? So that we can finally relax and have some fun. The word FUN is becoming chronic. O.O<br />
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<b><i>I am born for it..a Natural :')</i></b></div>
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My life revolves around it...like mostly it does. Obviously I have my sad and lazy days when I act old and grumpy but even in those shady days I know that the real me likes adventure, likes having fun !<br />
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Blink and chirp<br />
Open your eyes<br />
This is your day<br />
Your time to rise<br />
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Hop and run<br />
Smile in the mirror<br />
Clad up well<br />
Or not, it ain't no bummer<br />
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Out of your home<br />
Out in the street<br />
Just walk around<br />
Give your eyes a little treat<br />
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Look around<br />
Find something new<br />
Make a list<br />
And tell your significant few<br />
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Live life to the fullest<br />
Don't live it fast<br />
Do not skip<br />
Or the fun won't last.<br />
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HAVE A HAPPY DAY AMIGOS ! OH, it's still just me ! :')<br />
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Dreamy soul !http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338023533015521459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4837139864913078610.post-86177465881567337042012-12-13T12:26:00.001-08:002012-12-23T01:51:55.707-08:00The happy go lucky chica ! :')<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Be your lazy self ^_^</span></i></b></div>
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Dreamy soul !http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338023533015521459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4837139864913078610.post-59344210515845634352012-12-11T14:40:00.002-08:002012-12-11T14:41:57.885-08:00Mind me !<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Fa eer, Fa yer, F aa ire bleh. I get so carried away that I forget it has a meaning, it just becomes a name with no relevance It's a name we have given to that hot burning light of blue green and orange. It's just a word and a name, so commonly used that we never wonder. We shouldn't because it's comfortable this way. We don't question what is, we question what is not. Isn't it the same thing ?</div>
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Anyway before people declare me to be crazy I would get to my point. Which is nothing but a question.</div>
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What exactly does the word 'mind' imply here? I know what it does but I like to wonder and this is not my question, my question is: Do you wonder? Sometimes? </div>
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Dreamy soul !http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338023533015521459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4837139864913078610.post-77627888930224378462012-12-11T14:16:00.002-08:002012-12-11T14:22:14.187-08:00Spaced out O.o<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Moving on in life.<br />
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I thought I had it all. The perfect life. I believed that I could make it work, and they say when you truly believe, it happens. It did but then I stopped believing and there deep down it lay, doubt . Now what?<br />
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Now I move on, cz that is what they say<br />
But who are they?<br />
The right<br />
The known<br />
The ones who stand to judge<br />
Every kite that I've flown<br />
No, it's not just them<br />
I like to put blame<br />
For wanting something more<br />
Not on myself but on the unknown.<br />
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I am not looking for a new job<br />
Jobless I am indeed<br />
But I look for a new life<br />
I have lived one, now I want another<br />
I wasn't too fast<br />
I just skipped a few beats<br />
And landed in empty space<br />
It doesn't feel wrong<br />
It doesn't feel right<br />
It feels as it should...<br />
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Feelings, we all have<br />
Confused, we are all at times<br />
Lonely is what you always would be<br />
For your mind plays games<br />
You are not loved if you don't feel it<br />
You don't love if you can't express<br />
Your heart just beats<br />
The brain loves in distress..<br />
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Oh what play !<br />
The games of the mind<br />
One can think for hours<br />
And think of nothing<br />
Yet satisfaction comes from within<br />
From some nameless place<br />
It hovers and goes away<br />
To what they call the unconscious<br />
Is it there where it stays?</div>
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No for the unconscious is deep<br />
It would not make it out if it were there<br />
It stays within<br />
Within is what you know nothing about<br />
It's just a hint<br />
Always would be. </div>
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Dreamy soul !http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338023533015521459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4837139864913078610.post-25974153876059067212012-12-08T03:30:00.001-08:002013-02-24T09:12:27.203-08:00Do I feel random today? Maybe.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Bring me back to life?</h2>
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Addressed to God. </h3>
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I know you have many names. I won't particularly call myself a theist, but I am a daughter of one. Guess that counts? ;)</div>
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Anyway so dear lord,<br />
Or can I simply call you God?<br />
You ain't what I am looking for<br />
So I be the sinner,<br />
But could you get meaner?<br />
You take away all that you give,<br />
So why give at all?<br />
You give us life, to live I suppose?<br />
So why call us back?<br />
I have questions, which aren't particularly unanswered but<br />
Is there any particular answer?<br />
Except for the one that I often hear,<br />
Because You Are God and we are merely humans,<br />
and what else are we, your playthings?<br />
Should we be grateful then,<br />
Or should we be sad?<br />
For we happen to have feelings,<br />
Apparently you only gave them to us?<br />
So why is it, that I don't understand,<br />
My own existence?<br />
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Or what you actually are?<br />
The superpower that is responsible,<br />
Yes RESPONSIBLE for all that exists<br />
But how is it that you exist?<br />
Do you have your own God?<br />
I run out of words awfully fast<br />
Expression is impossible since my words don't last...<br />
But questions keep on piling up<br />
With answers still in dark<br />
All I can actually do is ask.</blockquote>
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