It's Never Too Late.

The words you wanted to say,
swallowed in at that time.
You shut your eyes and pray,
pray that what you've done is not a big crime.

It's not too late to tell the truth.

You tell your mind you're right,
you look at her with accusing eyes.
You try to ignore everything around you,
though you know all her lies.

It's not too late to forgive.

You feel guilty and you repent it,
but your mind tells you it's just a mistake.
You want all the broken pieces to fit,
you would make everything right for her sake.

It's not too late to apologize.

Your heart flutters when you hear his name,
you feel good and happy inside.
You would love to hear his voice all day,
though you tell yourself otherwise.

It's not too late to love.

It's not too late to be a friend though you've been replaced.It's not too late to dream though you're shattered.
It's not too late to change.

It's never too late.

Today.

AAANNDDD Kris Allen won.
yayayayayyyy.
That was so unexpected.But whatever,the nice guy won!
I can still hear all the Lambert fans grumbling.

My love for Indian politics has reached a dizzying height.

Anusha and Jisha..i missed you both.I kept walking in to 12 g looking for Jisha.

My mind is filled with math formulae..okay not really.But seriously,I've had enough of math tuition.I went for 2 DAYS.

Reading Jeffrey Archer-The Prodigal Daughter.I like it.

And Nija,if you're reading this:Stop drinking Red Bull and get well soon.And stop worrying.
My brother just screamed out the IPL cricket score.Bangalore is 106 for 2 wickets apparently.Boring.

Srinivasan Jain is the next awesome guy to watch out for.

Mirrored.

So i feel like a complete idiot right now.I called up Anusha and screamed"Heyyyyyyyyyyy".and she replies"umm,this is her sister..she's not here".
Crap.Ok so that wasn't all that embarrassing.But still.
Talking about embarrassing situations... i know how Anusha feels right now.Those smiles and those looks aren't going to take you anywhere, Anusha.haha
People make mistakes.Everyone makes mistakes.
And well this is such a random post.I might as well leave it as a draft.
I just finished reading 3 books:
P.D James-Murder Room.
James Patterson-the Final Warning.
Sidney Sheldon-Are you Afraid of the dark?(still reading)
I've been reading many crime novels lately.And i like them.I want to read A Place called Here.

Gokey's OUT.yayayayy.Kris Allen doesn't stand a chance of winning but there's no harm in hoping.

I am listening to Aces High-Iron Maiden.Love it.

http://anushamurti.blogspot.com/
It's worth a read.In Sanjhana's word,"She's feisty".
And yes that's why i love this woman.Ily,anusha.haha

Ok so I have to write something about the election.Indian election.People don't care.They don't vote because they don't have a choice.I am trying hard not to be judgmental.But LOOK at our politicians.But you know what?democracy is a prized possession.And we MUST vote.

This women with huge heels and perfectly coiffed hair just entered the mall next door.Her perfume's strong and she's carrying a Gucci bag.What is with women and their branded labels?Am i supposed to feel like them?Am i supposed to love everything which sounds French?I am more comfortable buying a 15 bucks black dress from this unknown place called LOUD.The dress looked pretty.

I want things to be how it was before.I really do.And this is for that one person.She knows who she is.Don't build a wall around you.I don't expect you to be like me.I just want you to know that i tried.

Ok my accounts textbook is calling out to me.
And now ends my train of weird weird thoughts.Just ignore this post.
Merci.

The Derailed Mind of a Hopeless Actor.

It's May.A new month.And one more month just got over.Well a lot has happened for the past few days.I keep asking myself was it worth it?My mind is filled with thoughts and questions...questions which will remain unanswered.I've had a mixed of emotions-anger,frustration,pain.Pain-a silent one though.
I've learnt a lot.
Forgiving and forgetting is really really hard.Maybe that's what i should do right now.It's so easy to be a person you don't want to be.An invisible mask.It makes things much more easier.We all do that to hide ..to hide ourselves from being who we really are.The fear, that maybe just once you might be wrong.Little do we know that we're living a lie.And it's wrong.And we know it.
So here i am watching Kris Allen sing-my mind's somewhere else.Keeping your mind clear is another hard thing to do.Sleep helps.Those empty dreams can take you through one more night.

So it's a brand new month.A whole new month left.It can be different.I just hope so.Putting on a smile is easy for me.I will be happy.