Sleigh Bells - "Irreplaceable" (Beyoncé cover) by TheNJUnderground.com1

Sleigh Bells - "Irreplaceable" (Beyoncé cover) by TheNJUnderground.com1

so soothing !:)))

~We are made of Words ~

Supposedly there are 220000 words in oxford dictionary. In the Oxford 'Shorter' Dictionary there are 163,000 different words, The Oxford Reference dictionary has 115,000 different words (200,000 meanings) and The Oxford English mini-dictionary has 40,000 different words (50,000 meanings). The number of words will keep increasing progressively. And I am speaking only of English language. With n number of existing languages and merging of these languages and acceptance of hybrid words the number of words in dictionary will increase. Imagine the number of words GRE and GMAT students have to imagine :-)))

So many words to express our emotions. Our feelings. Our thoughts. Our fear. Our Anger. Our Love . Our Respect. But sometimes no matter how many words you use , the message remains unclear. It is lost in the transit and fails to reach the heart and mind. You may scream. You may put it in a song. You may use a mic or just a whisper with only your lower lip rumbling still the words are unheard. Words vaporized by the heat of indifference. When hearts and mind are closed no matter how beautiful words you chose , the shine is lost. You remain unheard like the pillar of telephone lines in the midst of a crowded street.

How did our ancestors with primitive knowledge communicate? How do babies understand? How do animals respond to our actions?  And what about the mute and dumb ? Do people having a good vocabulary , impeccable grammar and conversationalist have happy life as they can be understood better with easy flow of language???

Have you seen the sunflower turning to the sun or the bees flying to the most fragrant flower to fetch the nectar. The child in the womb knows when his mother is humming or your heart says wow when you listen to your old lost favorite track. Unspoken language

What I am trying to say or maybe trying to figure out what is required along with words to make some one understand what you trying to communicate and remove the mistrust or misunderstandings. When a verbal communication fails, non verbal communication may convey much more and in much more folds than you expect. A gentle peck on the neck early in the morning. A pat on the back when you win the trophy. Hands held when you enter the church. The look into the eyes to say I am there. Feels like the breeze, easy and free and lovely and new. It conveys more than words. More than one emotion. Its a force of emotions and feelings interwoven together fall on you like a cobweb and you just cant get to know what you just experience.

 We navigate our entire life trying to find the right words. Change and improve the words just to impress people and fit in the society. The choice of words we use to communicate label our personality. We are made of blood , flesh , soul , feelings and emotions but not 26 letters. Its not necessary to judge a person with what he says all the time. Try to find the the hidden rhythm.

To reach the feelings, you don't have to worry about the ears of other persons. Think what he or she has between their ears. Will your touch create that spark, will that kiss make someone fall in love, by holding hands will it give safety or by crying will it melt the stones??? If the answer is no there is worth to select the right words from the inexhaustible list of dictionary and forming a wave of message that will hit the empty mind and bloody heart. Sometimes silence speaks louder than words.

 

Remin Jude Francis Saldanha

The Jinxed

Its funny that we don't learn from our mistakes. No matter how torn we are in past relationships we still have the audacity to stand up and look around to find new love after being in the safety cocoon for some days. We cry , eat vanilla with hot thick chocolate syrup , join gym, catch up all old friends, change hairstyles and become religious . Trying to be cool and strong . There is an ocean of hatred and waves of sorrow keep breaking the shores of your daily mental conditions. Though we keep saying" me not looking for any love anymore" but deep within we cant not lie. Yes we need love. Yes we need dat one who calls me his or her own. Yes we need dat shoulder to rest my head upon and Yes we need those late night messages to bug me for crying out loud. Yes we need that piece without which we cannot be whole. Is it stupidity or just bravery? Is it a sign of weakness  or strength to get up fast in life? Or is it we really seeking love or its lust?

Both sides of coin seems right. What are we suppose to do at times like this. Yeah we carry our life. Do the routine with the plastic smile because no one damn cares when you crying. No consolation can put the pain at ease. The love is gone. The faith is gone. You are gone. 

But still your purple bloody heart plays. It seeds faith. You try to resurrect again. Hatred turns hope. The feelings trickle down the spine when you meet the new. You share your secrets. You bond because you got some one to empathize you. But it could be mere sympathy. This mistaken situation is tricked as love again. You go again the same path. You are blinded and cant see your own footprints in the sand you walked before.

Carried by the same dreams wrapped in new cover. You live your life now holding the hands and following the way of your future ex.

And the time comes again when you start again to think its funny that we don't learn from our mistakes. Shattered more than previous. This time you try to jump from building or try to cut wrist. But you chicken out hoping for better future. But you fail to release that you are jinxed and that cannot be cured by anyone's love. Its just dead end. 

As my dear friend keeps saying to love yourself because you are the greatest lover you can ever find. You shall never deceive yourself. Loyal to the core. And I hate to admit he is right. But again its all about stupidity, sign of weakness and lust and we fall for the new one all over again and the vicious cycle continues.

RJFS

Rays of Hope !!!

I read somewhere ..y do we have friends?..maybe because god forgot them to include them in our list of family members but they are so precious that He cudnt let them go either from our life. He wanted us to experience the warmth, love fights and all those seasons that define us as human beings from these gems called Friends. 


In most cases ,situations bring people together but what I experience was something different. There was no need from them to embrace me. We all were happy leading our own individualist lives and with own set of friends. Cant remember what force brought together. Maybe that's called Destiny!!! Destined to be Friends maybe Family. 


When I ponder, I realize, we had nothing in common. Still we were common for one other .Maybe that was something uncommon. HMMM ! confused ???..


Many times I blew it . But I was always welcomed in their umbrella. Pillars of confidence and strength . 


The feeling that you know that you some one out in this world whom you can share anything can give you immense peace and helps you to go through the worldly matters. You need no more. Those are enough. They have been your Guide, Caretakers, teachers, Mockers, Bullies and Cry babies.

Count the number of such precious gems you have and you ll know how many blessings you have got in life !!!

DiRtY TimE

So many ladies in the Zirca, where do I begin

looks like its time, for yet another sin

Its kinda sticky situation, that you know my reputation

your body is sizzling in this heat

my heart thumping with this beat

me clubbing me with my chick

but my eyes on your tossing hip

just like DJ spinning the cup

your ass starting a stirup

Its kinda kinky, the way you winking

I am finally free, you are wasting time

somebody Fan me or else it can start a fire

your lips speak your desire

Now I stand , its bizzare

Treat me as if you have hired

Taking it off, Polo on the floor

Throwing it off , levis on the floor

Dropping it off ,  calvin Klein on the floor

time ticking it off

Let its do it rough on the floor

Love the way you monitor me

stop it,start experitmenting me

dont have to be rational, you can tie my ankle

rub with with Jell-o, to quench your libido

I would be oasis of love

where you can grow your foxgloves

If you are sexy lady ,show me all

I know you wnna be thralled

its time to enjoy

cowboy, playboy,choirboy

dont pretend to be coy

I can be your toy

I am finally free, you are wasting time

Somebody Fan me or else it can start a fire

your lips speak your desire

Now I stand , its bizzare

Treat me as if you have hired

Caress me here, push me against the wall

Grab me there ,roll me against the wall

lick me all over,  spread me against the wall

time is getting over,

Let its do it rough against the wall

be your own best friend by roshni

this is the first post i am CCPing from my frds wall have a good read.!!! *CCP= cut copy paste*

It is great to have best friends and close knit family  in life. A support system when you feel like you are running out of oxygen! 

But it's important to be able to stand on your own two feet and walk with a straight head once you are breathing again or when the situation demands so. For this I believe the most important thing is to love your own self. No, don't think loving your self is being selfish... It is in fact the most selfless thing to do.... why, you may ask....

You're not doing anybody any good (even if your intentions are in place) by neglecting your needs to take on those of others. It's like they say on the plane, first place your oxygen mask, then help those around you. If you are trying to help someone else first and run out of air, then you're not doing anybody else any good.

     If you had a healthier, more loving relationship with yourself, imagine how much better of a family member, friend, spouse, parent, employee and citizen you could be. Imagine the confidence this builds, the security, the self love, the compassion, the kindness, the patience...

Being your own best friend, you learn to forgive yourself... you learn to accept changes in life and to let go when it is needed. You learn to empathize rather than sympathize with people in pain around you. If you love your self then loving others becomes much more easier.... You see love as one of the most fulfilling emotion and do not confuse it with other emotions like anger, sadness, jealousy, or any such negative state of mind. Loving yourself helps you learn that love is all about having your mind at peace.... A logically how can anyone else love you... if you yourself don't see the best in you..how will someone else love you when you yourself can't love you....

     I wholeheartedly believe that being able to be there for yourself at all times, and in all aspects of life is a life skill everyone should learn and master. It's not selfish because the long term effects are selfless. The better you can be for yourself, the better you can be for the rest of the world.

- Roshni

You Disappear!

If I shout and If I cry

Will you hear my voice

in midst of all our noise;

This love could not stand

and the trust had to collapse

My heart is a barren land;

Its so clear

as all now cease 

I wasnt your missing piece;

the puzzle remains unsolved;

Should I wait to type

or should I sit all day long

reading all your older texts; 

Is there any hope of a call

when you have given up

on me and all;

Still I see your face in crowd

sorrows fill my eyes

You wont believe me anymore;

Still I feel your arms around me

My body breaks all lies

You dont trust me anymore;

The more I think of you

The less I care of me;

I was high on you

I was high on us

Now I have slipped

Falling from this baseless height

I dont even cry 

Something tells me within

This fall is just the begining

as I see no near my Knight

there is no sun for this night;

I am choking ,I am suffocating

But its alright , but its ok

I like the way You hurt;

If you were my angel

you would have known

for sure

my heart has been faithful

my love was geniune ;

you woudnt ask my credentials

You see me now as pretendence

all is left is to reminiscense 

what was my error

when you were my desire

all I was blinded by love

all I did was went with flow

but yes !I forgot you followed the law

my feelings dont fit in your code

 What did I know

you would be so wounded

Forgive me oh my father!

for I have sinned

Is all that comes to me

when I complete my prayers

I dream to reach you

I want to touch you

but the fucking fear to hurt u again

makes you disappear in my memory lane

Remin Jude Francis Saldanha
*theres no one to dedicate*

christmas gift !

I know I have been good,
I havnt been phoney
and I feel so bonafide
of first degree qaulity
when the snow falls
i know its HIS blessings
When Nicoles making his list
i will be at top of this year
and i have been good for you
bcos all i want this xmas is you
ain't want nothing but you
right under my skin

i dont care about my frds
let them celebrate with champagne
i dnt care about those presents
let them lay under the Tree
i wnt put my shocks up on the wall
but sit besides the fireplace all night long
waiting for you
to kindle that warmth in me
waiting for you
wrapped in red satin
hung on my tree
for all i want this xmas is you
aint want nothing but you
right under my skin

the party is over
all have left the room
i am waiting for you
like a kid to be picked up soon
waiting for you to kiss
under the mistletoe
tonight i let you be my rider
All my doors are open
let me be your chanel sheath
Baby come 
celebrate your christmas on me
there nothing better than this
and i want this xmas is you
aint want nothing but you
right under my skin

a unfinished poem for unfinished story
remin
~jufi~

TREAT ME LIKE YOUR ONE TIME CELEBRATION...!

I know you’re my illusion, and don’t want any explanation 
B’cos you smile is like canon, awakening my dead conscience
When the day gets toughen, your messages seems only option
Only you make me so light, when my life seemed so burnt
And I am standing at this junction, wanting to thank you zillion
Waiting for our fusion, treat me like your one time celebration!

I don’t know your intentions, Still don’t want any explanation
Bcos your eyes guide my navigation, you have become my direction
When the wintry nights make me frozen, your calls become my pain sanction 
Only you can get me that high, only you can give me this shine
And I am standing at this junction, wanting to thank you zillion
Waiting for our fusion, treat me like your one time celebration!

I know we can never get woven, STILL! Still don’t want any explanation
This life is a living Dungeon, and I am ready to live in this isolation
B’cos when I’m bid at auction, I know you will take me as your win
Only you make me brazen, and I wonder where you have been
And I am standing at this junction, wanting to thank you zillion
Waiting for our fusion, treat me like your one time celebration!

Remin Jude Francis Saldanha 

*for my Hooker*

WHO ARE YOU?
All you want is the silence for sometimes. All you want is to defeat that unstoppable merciless time and take a small amount of it’s infinity in your pockets and have it only for yourself. No work, no play , no love , no fights, no looking at mails , no bitching , no thinking what should I wear , not to worry about dinner tonight,  no waiting for the friends, no waiting for calls. NO.NO.NO. Just you.  How much time you take for yourself? Thinking about yourself. Do you nurture yourself?  Do you ask how you feeling today. Do you smile when you look at the mirror? Do you kiss yourself? Do you stand and contemplate how you have been a winner to reach upto this stage of life from being insignificant unicell or you just whine about how you have become a complex human character who has lost this faith in human feelings. Why have lost your trust in truth. Why can’t your heart find any way to healing? Why can’t your eyes weep? What made you a stone and when did you become one. Do you have an answer? Lost. Silence. Defeated.
Why do freshers have to prepare and mug for answering “tell me about yourself” for the interviews. Even if we are selected for the job and come out of the cabin victorious, haven’t we failed in the biggest and continuous test of Life yet again? We just don’t know who we are. Close your eyes and ask yourself what word describes you. And you baffle. You can’t think of a right word.
So are the trophies decorating the cupboard of your hall worthwhile? Are those medals on your uniform are your only identity? Those certificates in de files the only proof your existence?
What you really want? What makes you smile truly? WHO ARE YOU btw? doesnt that give you Hibidejeebidis? A Faceless Face. A Lifeless Life.
Rather than waiting for love from others why don’t you love yourself. Why don’t you smile at yourself than expecting from others? Why don’t you cry for yourself than for others?
I remember my dear friend’s post in FB “If somebody seriously wants to be in your life , he/she will seriously work to be in your life.” and I continue further ” If you seriously want to live a life, live your life, not somebody’s else.”
What differentiate us from non human beings is our human feelings. But with this shrunken hearts can we call humans anymore.
You might have won various battles. But you can’t win the war without knowing who you are.
Sometimes you need to close your eyes to truly open your eyes. All you need in your life is YOU to stand beside you and only then you can stand for others.