the night i quit smoking
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Posted:Apr 1, 2007 11:50 am
Last Updated:Sep 27, 2007 8:01 pm
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well its been a long weekend, one of the very few where i actually didnt go out at all. been busy clearing up the mess within me and around the house.
lets just say i am finally starting to think lifes not that bad at all, infact i have actually started getting horny again, thats a pleasant relief after more than a month of moping around. for those of you who dont know, i guess i better mention that i broke up with my gf and though hurt ruled the better of me for the past one month, it doesnt seem apocalyptic anymore.
anyways this post is supposed to be about my departure from the dreaded stick. tonight i have quit smoking. been wanting to for quite a while and some things have pushed me towards quitting recently but the clincher was this book i just read, "the easy way to quit smoking" by allan carr.
funny or sad thing is(whichever way you look at it), he has just been recently diagnosed with lung cancer(2nd hand smoke from years of trying to convince ppl not to smoke he claims, but i am sure that the 100 sticks a day he smoked before he quit had some part to play as well, however long back it was!)
i neva wanted to start smoking in the first place but well.. somehow got hooked and now i have quit. wonder how many ppl would actually believe that considering i just quit about an hour back. lol.
lets see how i cope with not having cigs anymore.. am gonna use the blog to keep updates on it. might help me as well to make sure i dont slip back. they say it takes 3 weeks for the physical craving for nicotine to die out.. well lets see.. its 1st today and that would be 21st of april.. by this month end i would have saved 300 f***ing dollars by not smoking! thats 3600 dollars in a year from now, and close to 20000 dollars in 5 years from now!
a sweet thought to sleep on 
gnite then!
steve
p.s-- who thinks i am gonna make it? and who does not?
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a flood of memories
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Posted:Apr 1, 2007 11:25 am
Last Updated:Apr 1, 2007 11:28 am
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love.. a line between life and its shadow,
one so fine like the edge of a sword,
i keep having to remind myself to breathe,
or else be drowned in the depths of this turmoil.
the only way out into light n away from this reality,
is to walk side by side with a fellow soul,
one whose footprints in the sands of time,
will take me past the shadow of life.
the rain falls outside my window,
the drops just fall and fall with no end in sight,
its almost as if the clouds mean to drown me,
while i keep struggling to stay afloat.
pls give me something to hold on to,
something to keep me afloat,
while i try and remember what happened,
before this terrible flood began.
let me think of the sweet memories,
the lovely days and nights,
talks of love , life & dreams,
and the passion being awoken in me.
the passion to care and to want,
and to live life as full as i can,
her hand holding mine,
would forever be my dream.
One moment and then this flood,
washed me far far away from her,
my hand stretching for her ,
but neva reaching her.
I have forgotten how to swim,
how to live and to breathe
without her to tell me how,
i have but myself now.
And learn i must if ever hope,
to swim back to that faraway place,
where she lies after forgetting me,
if i ever want to hold her hands again.
To not need her, thats what i want,
and yet to want her for what she is,
a dream i dream while staying alive,
till she can remember me.
what if i cant make it across,
and i drown trying to reach her hand,
will she remember and come for me,
meet me half way to hold my hand?
a tribute to the past..
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Bittersweet longings
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Posted:Dec 15, 2006 12:04 am
Last Updated:Mar 19, 2007 9:28 am
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to be or not to be
she tortures herself and me
for fear of choosing might just be
worse than choosing for all to see
one soul trapped between two
the answer hidden by the dark skies
the yearning pulls my heart till all i do
is to wonder when i will die.
if death was ever a solution,
the world would have been a better place,
but to live n to hurt: thats our fate
till we see each other in a far away place.
as time passes by me,
letting second after second flow,
all i feel is serene,
life seems so slow,
my heart aches in depths never known,
if only i could hold her in timelessness for ever more.
her laughter rips through me with painful joy,
her tears fall on me like the drops of acid dry,
y does love have to hurt like this,
the start or the end, its neva bliss,
yearning for the time in between,
when we are lost in a heavenly dream.
her words have a power so queer,
they take me to the the top of the clouds
n then they bury me deep in the fear,
that she would neva, my heart hear.
y is jealousy spoken of as bad,
for i think, its the only truth in a love so sad
that it is sometimes neva known,
y oh god is the world so stoned?
is it so that we can learn,
or is it so that we wont learn?
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Global orgasm
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Posted:Dec 14, 2006 10:08 pm
Last Updated:Apr 1, 2007 11:52 am
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I got this fwd.... you neva know what works or doesnt work anymore, give it a shot 
Thinking of world peace during and after an orgasm, supposedly helps reduce tensions around the world if enough people infuse positive energy into the world by focussing on saving the world while cumming!
Cheers
Steve
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