So, life, cameth a full circle...in so many ways, yesterday...

finally, we Tripped :D

feel this crazy, uneasy, relentless restlessness -
the mind keeps Jumping...no respite

All over the place -
clocked a million miles..

and when, finally i opened my eyes
i figured, i hadn't
even crossed the line...

exhaustion setting in
madness on the brink

Sighing!
all i want...
is Everything?! :$

Lucere

the minute i like someone...i'm insanely curious and awesomely interested in every minute detail of their lives...to the point of the person feeling...like they're under CBI/FBI scrutiny..heh

there are abt a 100++ questions i want to Ask!lol
and i go abt it...in the manner of a seasoned...social...interrogator :D
carefully gauging..the person's level of comfort...with them...going slow...if they're hesitant to respond...and firing on all cylinders...if they're amenable...

so...it takes...anywhere between a couple of hours...to a few years...to unravel...the mystery...(wat games we create...to keep ourselves occupied...as we get older...really...:))

ofcourse...there's a certain critical mass of info...tht's required...to be collected...soon enough...to whet the appetite...for all tht's remaining...
else..it sometimes...sorta Fades away...
(ofcourse...Letting Go...is really Not my thing...
like i was telling someone last evening...i held on to a Particlar flawed?! thought...for almost 5 yrs...before Finally letting it Pass....)

Anyway, for an arbitrary guesstimate of tht info requirement...let's assume it at 17.5%...
10% levels...are available...in a random conversation...with Anyone...and hardly intriguing.
the ppl u like...u tend to push for 13-14%...and if they like you also...then they will...typically...bring it to ~17.5% by revealing more abt themselves...heh...is my Grand theory on this one :))

and then you accumulate...then next 30-40%...over a period of time...depending on circumstances...and willingness...and the stars in heaven really...

and if you like what you see...and they like what they hear...and both of you...sora like each other...and none of you has a problem...with the other's...proverbially speaking...breath or bathroom...lol
then...and you realise...with a million and one variables involved...you'll have a Fairly small chance...of making Real friends...(the other kind...heh..are good also...everything...has a reason...to exist:))

and then you reach tht point of Calm...
a Certainty...and Knowledge...building...a beautiful quilt of thoughts, actions, memories, conversations...and so on...tht provides warmth...like a light...from even a few thousand kilometers away...when you're drenched and cold...and possibly dying...on a rainy night;)

and that, my love, is Life :)

Buzz...in me head :) - I

so...recently...we discovered..the Joy...tht is...Emily Dickinson...:)

her style...is So Mind-blowing...
and the story of her life...like tht of Most ppl..is..Intriguing.
really...i'm beginning to realise..tht...Most ppl's lives Are...

Ofcourse...only Some of us..have the Talent...to create..this whole Lights-and-Sound-Show of it :D :D
and then...there are those..who can also..create this kind of Drama...over a new gadget...

Like the Iphone...when it was launched...i was privileged to get a front-seat(of a car) view...and a soliloquy encompassing a description of its million salient features...to appreciate...the Miracle tht it was! :D

abt how God...had finally...Got up...after the Resting...of the Seventh day...and created this Eighth Wonder...really :D

anyway....so...Emily...with her Brilliance...(sample below)...takes the tally of the number of poets...i read...to Three :) :)

we've not written odes to any of the others...but small tributes exist....Dorothy Parker...must...i'm sure be quoted Somewhere...on this blog...and the addendum to the name of the blog-"or the khyati chronicles" takes after Ogden Nash's habit of titling his poems...as such.heh..

Btw, trivia...emily dickinson...has Hardly titled any of her poems...and for ease of reference...most of them have the first line of the poem as the Title. :):) Nice!!

IF I SHOULD DIE

by: Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

IF I should die,
And you should live,
And time should gurgle on,
And morn should beam,
And noon should burn,
As it has usual done;
If birds should build as early,
And bees as bustling go,--
One might depart at option
From enterprise below!
'Tis sweet to know that stocks will stand
When we with daisies lie,
That commerce will continue,
And trades as briskly fly.
It make the parting tranquil
And keeps the soul serene,
That gentlemen so sprightly
Conduct the pleasing scene!

this poem...so resonates with my feelings...abt em' job...and buzzes in my head...when i sit on my seat at work...tht i finally took a print...and stuck it on the softboard in front of me :)
i'm probably the Only person...@Edel...to have a Poem stuck in front of me...:D