rain come again

when the distance is lesser...
time is more....
and there is space for sweet and sour...
when its just us and the pretty blue...
and everything seems washed and new.
do come around again....
i want to again enjoy this view.

" The strangest secret in the world is that you become what you think about."

-Earl Nightingale

well.. not so well afterall

i think the Friday the 13th effect crawled in a little late this time, and it was saturday the 14th that was the 'ominous' day. the day when this brainless moron just thought his sumo was in love with my 800 and thought it would be really sweet to allow his fat car to ram into mine :( :(
though i'm letting it sound a little that way, i'm not the least bit amused. not only is there NO traffic sense in this city(Bangalore) but the whole system is SO screwed, that all you are left to feel is miserable and helpless. its SAD its really SAD that the systems around here make you repent for being where you are. the general belief in humanity and thinking that human tendency is to be helpful and caring just makes you feel like a fool. you suddenly are made to realise that you probably are among the very very few if not the only one who believes in the human conscience and the fact that people have a sense of guilt if they do something wrong.
it is just so bad that now in the middle of it i don't feel like saying anymore. i just wish that something could be done to keep that moron off the roads of the city to avoid killing and something could be done to the system to HELP instead of make a person feel miserable and helpless.