Sweet Dreams

Sweet dreams are made of this,
Who am I to disagree,
Travel the world and seven seas,
Everybody is looking for something.
Some of them want to use you,
Some of them want to be used by you,
Some of them want to abuse you,
Some of them want to be abused..

Initially sung by Eurythmics in 1985 (or sometime in the 1980's)

I wanna use you and abuse you
I wanna know whats inside you
I'm gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know whats inside you

Added by Marilyn Manson in 1994 (or thereabouts)

now, listen to both the songs and decide which one suits you better :)

But whatever the sweet dreams are made up of, they can so easily be turned into nightmares :D

Saying It , Finally!

Thought that I was highly adaptable to change, and indeed am.

But one routine that simply will not go away without a fight , is the comfort of being surrounded by people you love (or people who love you). All your life you live not knowing what it means to be otherwise. you get accustomed to more people who fit the category, while not losing the ones already in there. And at once the routine is no more. The people still exist. But the comfort does not. Replaced by pain , you want to make it go. Then you realize , you rather not. Probably , because it indicates that you are human. Probably , because it teaches you to value something precious. And it will probably make you want it more. Probably will make you want to search for it in the new wilderness. Eventually , it makes you realize the importance of , having always, something to fall back on.

And I have had that realization.

And after weeks of hinting it, and after days of ignoring it into the sub-conscious , I am going to say it now. I miss you all. (All would include anyone who is reading this and has known me for over a year!.) I miss others too, but I miss most , those I had most fun with.

Hmm , come to think of it,it was not about the fun I had with them. It is knowing that they cared. That I cared for them back. And that they were all around me. Something that does not happen rarely. Something I thought that I could replicate with others, after coming here. Something that was not going to happen within 4 months of going to a new place. Something that I really am desperately trying to achieve.Something that is not going to happen with complete strangers or my new friends. Something that I have not succeeded in. Something that evades and pains me. Something that was a part of my life for 22 years , and was not for 4 months.

22 years is a long time. 4 months is not.

I miss you all.

p.s. for those who got lost trying to figure out what the hell is going on up in my blog, here is a tip. "something = comfort of knowing that you cared, and are cared for".

Where Am I ?

Playing cricket on the weekend,
Waiting till the last day to start my assignment,
Taking a bus to college everyday,
Having chicken fried rice , for lunch, most of the time
Spending most of my time online,
Seeing couple of movies (atleast) a week,
Hanging out at a friends place quite often,
Spending time,talking with my parents than before,
Getting to know your close friends better than before..
Where the hell am I ?
No, I am not in an alien country ,
But still, why is there a feeling of being all alone?