There should be cliche on bad wedding stories.When I say bad,I don't mean the ones in which the husband and wife shout at each other and make up after 5 minutes and make sweet love to forget all differences(comeon,noone is gonna fall for picture perfect married lives these days).I mean the ones in which these people actually abuse each other (verbally and physically) and become public nuisances.

There is a reason for me to mention them(isn't there always??). My brother's much hyped marriage is almost in shreds.well, the usual reasons.One wants kids,the other doesn't;the demanding nature of their jobs and how they never get to see each other enough;they are not made for each other,blah,blah,blah.....

My brother's was a love marriage.he was 32 when he got married(sorta late u know).Bhabhi is more or less the same age.They were working together,cupid struck,and they got married.Now cupid has come to his senses and has decided to pull them apart.

I don't understand.Aren't marriages supposed to be made in heaven??Or does God doze off when he conducts certain marriages??Interesting question,eh??Hhhmmm...


While we are on the subject of breakups,recently my friend broke up with her boyfriend;very very strange breakup...

They had bee going out for something like an year.My friend has this habit of showing affection by pinching your cheeks n hands and all.I used to find it strange,but now am used to it and so is everyone else.One day we ,ie, my friend and her boyfriend,me and another friend of mine,we had bunked a lecture and was just hanging out in college.My friend was pinching her boyfriends cheeks as usual.I dunno suddenly what happened;the guy became violent and started beating her up,you know, slapping and shoving and stuff.we managed to pull them apart but that actually was gross.My friend had her revenge by scratching his hands raw(I rather liked that know).And of course,soon after that she dumped him.;-))

I am sort of in the middle of breakups this season(although not mine).They are funny strange sometimes ad sometimes they are gross strange.Well,am enjoying it...

I'm alone in the rain..
Come,walk with me baby
Let's soak in the rain
Till our hearts lighten.

The dark alleys whisper
Crude,rude things to me
I lost my wits,
I lost my life,
Now I'm scared to lose you,baby...

As the sky lightens,
As the sun hastens,
As the rain departs with a peck on my chek,
Come, laugh with me, baby;
Come, laugh at me, baby,
For in the irony of my life's darkness
I'm still happy to see light,feel light
For in my life,accursed, lights have dimmed forever,
But still,as ever, I'm afraid of the dark!!!

It is raining...
The falling raindrops,so soft
Yet so loud..
The carress of raindrops
In my body..
Her delightful music,
In my ears...
My mind's burdens
She washed away..
I am light and new,
I'm one with the rain...

It is raining,
In my mind,
In my soul...
In the very core of me...
The all cleansing shower....

I am cold;He is warmth

I am the chilly wind blowing in the hills

He is the raging fire eating up the woods

I'm pale; He's bright

I'm death; He's life...

When I'm lost in the dark horizons of fear,

Iyearn for him;crave for him;cry for him...

He is the fullness that fills my vacuum,

My thoughts, my mind, day and night

He is my Sun, my Almighty star

My light, my life.

Awake or asleep,

In dream or in game,

I always want him...

And when I won't exist,...

I would still want him!!!

When I'm afraid,

Ithink of your eyes;

Crusted onyx in the sea of peace.

When I'm anxious

I see the smile

Which sets your swarthy face alight

In my dreams,deepest thought,

You were always mine; forever.

In life with an 'L',

You're not mine

You never were and never will be.

When I'm asleep in someone's arms,

I yearn and crave for you, your love.

This divine love; I have for you

You never knew; and p'haps never will.

You looked at me; but never saw,

You've heard me; but never listened.

And I'm here holding this worthless heart

For it never heeds what my mind says

And keeps beating on and on...

That "I LOVE YOU".

Well,you know,for a WRITING MACHINE my posts have been rather frequent n largely scattered.My excuse is that I have been much too busy with clases that i have not even time to move around!!!It's hardly been two weeks n I'm already complaining.I really have no idea how I'm gonna get through the whole year which is gonna be extra demanding since its the final one.That reminds me,I've been rather vague about myself n my whereabouts.
My name well,it can hardly be Buttercup, but let it remain so for the time being.I am a 3rd year Bsc student from Pune(Its not my native place,I'm merely one of the thousands of out of station students in Pune).I stay in a PG n am quite miserable that my home is too far away for me to go atleast once in a week.I am an avid reader.I love writing,dancing and talking.Well,talking should actually be in the number 1 position.I love to talk.I can go on and on about no particular topic at all,if u would just let me:-) (That's my take ok,my friends tell me that I like to listen better than to talk).Ya, and I have this starting trouble,but once thats over, u can't stop me:-).
Well,that's about me.I'll try to be more regular now onwards.gotta go now.C yaaaaa bloggieee