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Nail Biting- An Addiction...

                                  

                           The sight of those clean and grown nails of mine is something that always caught my attention to great limits... In spite of being ‘rapped over the knuckles’ and even stabbed by Aastha’s so called  ‘Safety Pin’  that closely  resembled a hunting knife I couldn’t contain the desire of chewing those Keratin covered tissues.

           I always heard people doing drugs and being hooked up to pornography for that matter, though I am a proud teetotaller I really find myself and some others ‘for the evidence’ addicted to nail-biting.

Case Study: The Dire Case of Mr. Rahul Verma-

My fellow batch-mate, who at one point of time was surrounded by countless Burgers and French Fries (Branch Manager- McDonalds) now finds it hard to just give up devouring his already chewed off barren stumps of fingers. Despite being discouraged and scathingly attacked by many good looking and not so good looking females around he finds himself just so used to it that sometimes it gives him a hint that his fingers have developed some kind of A.I. (Artificial Intelligence). The more he tries running away from it the more he gets caught up with and in it.

 The agility, proficiency and efficiency with which he Bites, Shreds and May be Digests nails has earned him a title ‘Lean, Mean, Nail Biting Machine- I’. I am no different being the ‘Lean, Mean, Nail Biting Machine-II’.

In light of this critical discussion substantiated by apt and real life examples I feel comfortable in both announcing and accepting nail biting as an ADDICTION.

Understanding the severity of the situation three solutions come to my mind (Well you are most welcome to share more, if you have any):

1.       Either we can direct ADDICTS to abstain from Nail Biting by putting them in some Rehabs till they come out of it.

2.       Motivation- Well I assume Hugh Hefner and his work-force of playmates can be of great help. The faster you leave it the bigger n better reward you enjoy. ‘Motivation Personified’.

3.       The People in Question can be introduced to some other interesting activities. Take nose-picking for an example.

Guys, enough of switching hands and soiling my laptop’s keyboard with my saliva smeared fingers can’t hold it any longer... Happy Nail Biting to all those out there... Ciao!!!    

When Nothing Goes the Way You Plan

... When nothing goes the way you plan,

                     And when your're all blank and confused,

All you gotta do is Just laugh about it…

                    Believe me it works!!!

for You know I LAUGH ALL DAY LONG ...

... As I walked down the lane,
              I came across a lot many faces, some caught my attention,
                           The others were just too plain ...


... Then when your face blessed with the charm of a thousand angels crossed my mind,
              I realized I was trying in vain,
                           Looking out for beauty other than yours,
                                     Was a move so absurdly insane ...


    
                            

... What YOU think about me is of no consequence to me but,
                            What I think of myself is something that really matters ...

... YoU CamE to ME ...

You came to me like a treaure for a tramp in dearth,
but unfortunately I could never speculate your true worth ...

Lost and jaded I kept running all around,
but could hardly catch the love in those eyes that at times left me spell-bound...

You defined care and solace when the sadness slithered,
but I could'nt help a bit when all your dreams withered...

Still trying to figure out how everything changed so fast,
leaving me feeling like a complete outcast ...

Though I did not choose to look so rude and confused,
but I knew that just one bad move will again leave you broken and bruised ...

I have had my share of teardrops and pain but had to do it,
to save you from walking through that lane of disdain, all over again ...

Don't know if I'm needed or not but I'll always be around,
whether we are separated by metres or miles,
will pray to God to bless you with all my earned joys and smiles ...

What goes up, comes down

What goes up, comes down… But, what matters at the later stage are your deeds when you were at the peak…

... LOVE ...

…WE started it WE shared it and WE loved it. Nothing stays forever and IT ended too but the transformation of WE to YOU while choosing ITS end is what hurts the most…

The faces of life are everchanging... Castles fall and kings turn to hapless tramps,even the strongest of all dynasties meet their sad demise when time takes its toll. I stood tall like a bulwark, not the kind who will jus lay down and die but this darn sadness sneaked in!!! The taste of sorrow is prevailing for so long...I pick up every bit of life n keep myself in high spirits. But sometimes,i feel stuck. I do not know. I am confused and may be I just refuse to understand...

Sin City

Dozens of them, armed to the teeth. I'm outnumbered, outgunned... but the alley is crooked, dark, and very narrow. They can't surround me. Sometimes you can beat the odds by a careful choice of where to fight...Where to fight counts for a lot, but there's nothing like having your friends show up with lots of guns.

" LOVE "

Sometimes it feels like my heart is trapped in a loop of Barbed wire,
It beats only when it thinks of you
But everytime it beats for you my love, it is punctured to death…


Sometimes I feel like you’ve hammered a poisoned nail straight into my heart,
But When? I don’t even know…
I can sense the venom running through my veins with every passing moment ,
I know I won’t survive
I am just waiting to watch its potency…


I got so far to nourish your desires that now I don’t feel alive until you steal me from myself with your enchanting self…


Can’t speculate how much harm is done to me,
So just trying to figure out what’s keeping me alive till now…


As I crawl towards my very doom the whole world seems to be painted in black,
Black is the rainbow, Black is the sky,
The sun is black and the moon is black too…


As I stand between the devil and the deep blue sea and try to find out what went wrong on my side, I find only one answer for my nothingness and that’s


“ LOVE”

Teach Me!!!

You teach me how to run... N i'll surely teach u how to crawl...