They lied to me

They lied to me when they said India is one nation, they lied saying we are a tolerant country, draped in the tricolour, i too pointed fingers at China as they had kept me in dark about the deeds committed in J&k and the north-east, I believed when they fed me the aryan theory - Today i lament cause i was a fool to BELIEVE them - They wearing their hats and safforn coloured robes robbed me of my pride and the blood sprayed cause of them stains my hands....

simple things

The deal is i went into this with my eyes opened.
I was not deceived or manipulated at any stage.
I skirted the issue until it became to big and when i confronted it - viola it blew like the sack of gunpowder that it really is.
3 things i am not over -
I - U cannot even provide me with a false sense of security in a relationship.
Relationship, hahahaha
Wat relationship is she talking about.
Bloody hell she is the one dating someone else - not me
II - I love her too
Why not 3 and 4 too while u r at it.

III - When i go to meet her, i am kinda sorta expected to sleep with her.
And here the dumb me was thinking that u were goin to break up with her.
And oh when asked that whether i would be expected back if i do the same thing
then guess what- no answer.

Basically this just means that once again i have fucked up and this time i will make sure that i will not get hurt. I am nobody to ask anyone to love someone or leave. I do not even consider my self worthy enough to be coveted yet i would be damned if i share my bed with someone who cannot decide.

I never thought a time would come when i would be at a loss to explain myself what the fuck am i going? I am lost and regaining my confidence slowly with every two steps-slipping one and the one I slip is the one I can't afford to loose so the hurt cuts swift and deep.............

Thought the world was wrong and I was right but somehow believing that failed me so now without beliefs
at all................wandering the cold desert alone, every night looking for something but not someone............

Things lost and friends gained......
At times wonder which is for the greater good.

Stopped living centuries ago, now existing because of you as i know you live for me and if i even pretend to do so, you shall put your heart and soul into it and turn it true.

dead inside but living for YOU.

tipni

Strong and silent…………….

Patiently standing in a line, waiting their turn.

To me they excluded power and dominance, I was mesmerized by them.

All females, various ages lead by a tattooed matriarch.

The music was too loud, so all she did was to shake her head, conveying her irritation.

The volume decreased immediately and she further checked it by stomping her wooded prop on the floor.

Lead by the matriarch, they came on the floor, the dance started and

I was transported…………..

Simple skirts, wooden props and creased faces which had seen the harshness of life.

Skirts twirled and in rhythm they stomped and turned. A young girl missed a beat and got an icy glance from her senior colleague.

But the over all feeling was of raw feminine power, let loose for all to see- and all did…………..

These ladies from Gujarat had performed TIPNI, a dance form which I’l always associate with ‘shakti’ or the feminine.