Wound

By the Smashing Pumpkins (from their album Machina. Which explains my email address...)

there you are
as you always were
in bathing light
and naked blur
you're a part of me
eternal one
my grand design
and setting sun

if you wait, i will wait
taste, i will taste
if you love, i will love
run, i will run
to my last breath

last night i turned around and thought i saw myself turning
inside the strangest dream of life unloved and cities burning

awake in my arms
you cry unharmed
our age of the hours
when they still devour all

so take it all
i doubt if we
will know it's gone
cause we've been here
since time began
begged god awake
and make these plans

wound opens
reveal this broken man
and soon there's notions
of blood on his hands

if you wait, i will wait
taste, i will taste
if you love, i will love
run, i will run
to my last breath

last night i turned around, i thought i saw myself turning
last night i turned around and thought i watched the world ending
inside the crushing pain i felt a pang, the tide was turning

destroyed in the wake
the jealous ingrates
will tear this world down

to spite god above
with his own love
with his own love
if you wait
if you wait

if you wait, i will wait
taste, i will taste
if you love, i will love
run, i will run
to my last breath

Express Article

The fact that I forget to do things is pretty well known... Anyway I finally found the link to my one and only article published so far (mentioned here).

Too early to quit and start writing I guess!

p.s. I't wasn't my idea to label the article "a bald move"

This is India

[Driving later than normal to work and getting quite irritated with the traffic... Cop asks me to pull over]
Cop: Show me your license
Me: Why? (handing it over begrudgingly)
Cop: You were not wearing a seatbelt, which is against the law
Me: Alright
Cop: [Gets out his magic book and starts writing a ticket] I will have to write a ticket for this, is that ok? [expecting me to offer a bribe]
Me: Sure
Cop: [Writing very slowly and looking at me with expectation] You will have to collect your license from the police station and pay the fine of 100 Rupees
Me: Ok
Cop: [waiting, expecting me to crack]
Me: [looking impatiently]
Cop: [After pausing for a minute] Ok fine, take your license back... But remember to wear your seatbelt
Me: Yes
Cop: [Waiting like a little puppy dog who expects a prize for bringing the stick back].....
Me: ?
Cop: [Still expecting something]
Me: [Hand over 50, not quite sure why]
Cop: [Smiles like a puppy who just got his reward]