Twisted Corridor.

This is one of my earliest creation, which went upto the stage of being converted into a well composed song - Thanks to Negi, who helped me with the song. But sadly the song never saw the light of the day.

So here it goes.

Twisted corridors led my life away.
Distance choice I took made me hate again.
Wake me from slumber, pull me out of darkness.
Show me the reason of my lonely life.

Twisted corridors led my trust away,
Breaking down in tears made me strong again.
Finding my meaning, Finding my reason,
Breaking my self down, shows me my life.

Conversation- The reasons and the remedies part one.

Often we might have wanted to be a person who was easy to talk to, but due to various problems like fear, low self esteem, low self confidence and may be due to our ego, we end up at the wrong side of the hedge. The reasons for low self esteem and low self confidence to exist are mainly due to the fear related to making mistakes and not being comfortable with an embarrassing situation arising due to that mistake.
I have had real embarrassing situations. Well practical goof ups and stupid mistakes. In the beginning I used to get real upset over those things and latter on I almost gave up on talking (The height people can go to cover themselves up). Well it has been a real rough ride from there on. I have been called a self centred person, selfish, and at the top of it I have also been lectured by one of the wardens at the hostel. Well he accused me of being a narcissist. Well all these people really don't know what might have happened that has made you go into your little nutshell, but as I have learned its better not to tick off people by "ignoring" them (it appears to them that you are ignoring, but in reality you are so afraid of them that you just want to disappear). Well that almost summarises a single reason for being silent and the outcomes of being silent.
So getting back to "conversation", the best thing to start a conversation is -as I have learned during my experiments- is to go ahead into the conversation without anything in your mind, or putting it another way would be, just don't think much. If the conversation has to happen, it will happen. The only thought that practically goes in the mind just before hitting a note with the other participants of the conversation is mainly "What would they think of me if I ask ..........". Wake up, smell the coffee, they are also humans. I used to do it a lot. What is the other person going to think if i all of a sudden start talking to him/her, but in these situations we forget the basic definition of human beings - "A social animal". Every one wants to talk. Its the basic human instinct. So since we are almost covered up with the first step in the conversation process we can move onto the next step.
If you know the person introductions might not be required, but if you end up not knowing a person in a group, then the best way would be to wait to be introduced by someone who knows you.. or if that doesn't happen, introduce yourself. Introduction can be accompanied by handshakes smiles acknowledgement gestures or anything else you feel comfortable with. The thing that has to be kept in mind is being comfortable being you. Relaxed body language and a comfortable smile would suffice. After the basic introductions, if you are in a group join in with their conversations suggesting points at times making a comment at times is also a good way to build up your initial confidence through the conversation.And at times when you suddenly feel that you're not able to engage in conversation with another person, it's likely that you're telling yourself a few negative things, such as worrying that you're boring, not good enough, too unimportant, intruding, wasting their time, etc. You might also be worrying about what the other person is thinking about you and this concern causes you to feel tongue-tied. Feeling self-conscious when carrying on conversation with others is not unusual but it's also not productive. Try to keep in mind that everyone has these self-doubts from time to time but that it's essential to overcome them in order to engage with fellow human beings.
Reassure yourself that the other person is not judging you. Even if they are, think "So what?" and don't give them the upper hand in your life.
Realise that there are many good ways to leap over your negative inner monologue and to fire up the conversation. It's an art which can be learned, and requires practice.
(Source: http://www.wikihow.com/Start-a-Conversation-When-You-Have-Nothing-to-Talk-About)

Since writing this big a thing was a real pain, i will continue the rest latter. I am grateful to all my friends for their inputs.

The Spirit is strong But the Body is weak

Well I had planned on writing this one a long time back but due to reasons unknown I couldn't pen down some words (though most of all who are related to this know the real reasons). It started as an idea (Ideas are bad and its time you people know it). An idea which said why body is being accused of everything. Isn't the spirit equally responsible for the troubles.
The reasons why I said ideas are bad:
1. Ideas form the base of the discussion
2. Discussions form the base of your entire thought process
3. Your thoughts manage to gain control of your body and mind and become your action (well I borrowed these three points to prove my self correct)
So the idea that spirit is equally responsible for the trouble the entire being is in, led to a discussion, and with clever reasoning (usually people tend to prove themselves right) the idea was accepted and became a part of the thought, and eventually the action.
So now I have my spirit to blame for every thing. 'Coz spirit is strong and is supposed to avoid everything that may lead the entire being into a fix like situation, and since body is weak, we can't actually blame the body.

The origin of the idea

Cigarette smoking is harmful for health. People still smoke.
The spirit is strong but the body is weak
Spirit says bring it on budy.. I can have more.
body says. Sorry dude I am really screwed and I'm totally done for it.

If I Go Down

Hey girl, have you ever seen,
a sunset on the moon.
Don't be surprised, for i'm insane,
and the world just made me.

Hey girl,are you surprised,
that i have fallen so low.
i am not for real coz i'm insane,
so if a i go down,
i'll take you down with me

Hey girl, standing by peach tree,
hoping for an apple to fall.
Don't you know that those were lies,
and you are still feeding on them.

Hey you, don't be surprised,
that i have risen so high.
I'm a god not a human, So
if a i go down,
i'll take you down with me

The Six Months Of Summer

The gray shades of darkness gone
through the empty sky,
Nothing but the light remains
as the birds fly by
she looks to the southern sky, with hope in her eyes,
The nights are gone, no sorrow nor lies.

The smile of the woman he loves,
The warmth of her breath,
Nothing more can give him peace
a peace unto death
In his arms she lays, safer than she thinks,
No harm would come her way, as long as she lives

Vows were made,never to depart
like the earth and sea
Love would have never been true
if it wasn't for thee
Oh just if the Summer would have lasted long,
The winter would've never brought the misery,

But the summer won't last for long
nor would the birds song
For the winter would come soon
and true love it will prune.
The promises were broken and the silence prevailed
When with the summer to the seas he sailed.

In the kings army, fighting for peace.
sailing on in a hope, to reunite,
but how would he have known,
That the six months of summer,would have taken her.
To the land of the unknown, from where no one returns

She Who Must Be Obeyed

A beauty so chaste, a beauty so fragile,
So tender that it won't survive
Like a goddess she stands by the heaven's door
guarding the key to the eternal hope

But the beauty ain't gold,nor is it silver my friend,
for her beauty was sin, which I had tried to win,
day and night I toiled, to win her love,
but that love, oh was a bitter love

Her beauty was her weapon, a spell she could cast,
enchanted how long could I hope to last,
Day after day I tried to escape her charm,
but a witch she was, whom I couldn't harm.

Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair,
gives false hope of love, joy and care.
I was a happy man, once upon a time
But this wretched beauty took all that was mine

Men had come and men had gone,
All to come and play their part.
She is the beauty I will always adore
but beware she has even the Devil's heart.

The Traveler

One fine day, on a journey afar,
Tired all the way, took a trip to the bar.
My table was set with the best of the wine,
With the money I could get, all of it mine

There at the bar sat a man in his prime,
Whom I was told, tells stories of his time.
So I took up my wine and went to his lyre,
To sit by his side and listen to his rhymes.

I was a traveller a brave one at heart,
He went on to tell his past.

Nor could the night nor the robbers of the dark,
Could scare my spirit to travel afar.
Until the day, when I came face to face,
With the devil himself in a cold chilling grace.

I ran for my life afraid to my core,
But the devil was there, he was never gone.
The darkness covered me, my soul felt so cold,
I could feel the death, as it was taking hold.

Memories of my life flashed through my eyes,
Nothing but just fear engulfed me inside.

"I am here to make a deal" said the devil with a smile.
"In Exchange for your soul I'll give you infinite life".
The waiter came with the bottle of wine,
As the drunk traveller blabbered all the time.

I chose life, he went on to say.
Then I felt nothing more, no sorrow nor pain.
I was captured in his story, I emptied all the wine,
Until in the morning, The barman woke me from the night.

"Where is the man, who was sitting by my side".
"There was no one sir" the bartender replied.