Crawl

Have you ever crawled,
Been on your knees?
Has your soul been mauled
Or just that you're heartless
To not listen to these pleas?

Have you ever felt helpless
Fell into the abyss
But got out you did nonetheless
All on your own

The abyss was lovely, dark and deep
And to it the promises you did keep
And it's profits you did reap
And into the madness you did creep
And lead the others unto it like sheep?

You can't help but cry
At all they did to you
But when the times comes to avenge
To find yourself not willing to

You're the Catcher in the Rye
You're the Greater Gatsby
You're the Silencer of the Lambs
And the shadow archetype
You've lived long, waited, long, resented long
Now you act
But you can't

You awoke like Lazarus, falling apart but ready to come back
You had beaten and broken until you had a crack
Yet at the end of it all
You didn't fall

You thought up a thousand different scenarios to beat them.
But every time, you fail to.

Hiatus for a month, bye

JustAnotheRandomGuy

It's A Little Funny

It's a little funny
How
Nobody ever asked how you did
But always expected the same in return
A little sad too
When that expectation turns to burn

It's not like I even was
Part of the machinery
Just a third wheel
A tasteless topping, a rotten cherry

Am I being antagonistic of myself?
Perhaps I'm not that bad
But when you fade from everyone's memory
You can't help but be sad

I don't even know
If they notice me anymore
A walking shadow
A soundless phantom

 Tell me now
At least then I won't be fooled by deceptions
Reap and sow
No exceptions

Am I that bad?
That I am not worth caring for?
To be left in the tomb to rot and rot
For whom does the bell toll?
For whom does the choir sing?
For whom do the wolves call?

 For whom does the bell toll?
The name called out is quite foreign
Perhaps cause' I never heard it called out before

For whom does the choir sing?
Melodies never belonged to me
Sing me a song of melancholy

For whom do the wolves call?
I always felt more like one of them
The woods never bothered me anyway

So, 
Will you miss me when I'm gone?
Or will you leave me to be
An accidental friend, a blip in memory
A wrinkle in time, a sad stain
On the fabric of history
Will you miss me when I'm gone?
Or will you let me be?
Singing a song of
Endless melancholy

It is unknown where I gathered such negativity. 

Nevertheless, it must be spread

JustAnotheRandomGuy

 

A Certain Kind Of Sadness

I've been stupid, yes. I'm a loser, we admit it.
However, even dogs howl in remembrance.
We did have good days.
Yes we did.
I don't know if I posted this before or not, but here it is.

The Rantings Of A Lonely Night

The rantings of a lonely night

Ain't gonna stop at just a fright 

It wants to be understood

But you won't let it

Let it

Let it

LET IT!

He stops and stares at all those happy people

He fights back the tears in his eyes

He reminds himself, existence is futile

But always forgets that even the hero cries
And he was a fool till it cracked himself down

Well you can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness

The kind you suffer from even in withdrawal

You told yourself it'd never make sense

To try and reason with your consonance

But didn't the man find the penny, under the stile?

But you remind yourself of all the pain, it caused

Try to act like it never happened and shrug off the thoughts

But all that never worked all through

Guess your emotions just need a room

But you rant alone in the empty night

Not a soul to find not a hand to ho-o-o-old

Well at least if feels right 

Would've been better if it wasn't so cold

 Would've been a lot better if it wasn't so cold
All this pain made him feel so old

"Now and then I think of better times in the past

When your performance didn't kill your future

I always thought it was something, that I'd done

But you forced that work-based nature

But I don't want to live your way,
Fit into your little style of play
I thought I could let it go
But now it's about time I said no

You didn't need to push me so hard,

Try and break every bone

Well you pulled your last card

Now the deck's back into the zone"

Now you're just a stranger no matter how rough

But I ranted alone in the empty night

Not a soul I found not a hand to ho-o-o-old

Well at least it felt alright 

Would've been better if it wasn't so cold

 Would've been a lot better if it wasn't so cold
All this pain makes me feel so old 

The rantings of a lonely night

Has been there quite some time

They'll remember it for centuries

If I feel right, If I feel good

You've no right to be my jury

My last thing in life to say, would be.

Don't regret anything you do.

Cause in the end, it makes you who you are

Well. That was some tight shit.

Starting Feb 1 Blog updates to be tight.

Oh shit. Why am I talking to myself again?

 (Because you want precious audience back, Daitya. Don't worry, we misses the precious too.)

GOLLUM!

JustAnotheRandomGuy

Sick In A Ironic City

Hmm. A founded by Islamic-Origin city in which it's THIS hard to find anything made of meat, I don't think you'll find except for Ahmedabad.

Bah, who cares, I had a stomach bug, I didn't eat a lot.

Once again, I apologize, cause y'know, I DID say I would travel blog. Whatever,  the job eez done.

So, instead of happily gobbling away at the all-you-can-eat buffet, I spent a lot of my time on the bed. Worry not! I did makeup for it in the following day, and so, ok, here it is!

The Fortune Hotel-

The Earthen Oven is good. Nice good food, and it's North Indian selection is delicious. But I still don't see how that could be the best North Indian place. Anyway, it is a weird city, let it be

Their breakfast buffet is OKAY at the most. Good Lord, they can't even poach an egg properly! And the baked stuffed tomato, well, I'm not commenting. A negative review. Sheesh! Their Donuts weren't made very well, fried good but the icing flaked off. Only thing I felt was good was their Cold Cut selection. Boo! Next!

Of course we ate at Barbecue nation but yeah I'm too bored to review it.

As I said, I'm really sick, so what better than play golf, right?

Joking, the course hasn't opened up yet to the public, I just went in there and clicked some photos- Be sure to check it out on 31st Jan if you live in Ahmedabad and have a like for golfing! (Beverley, I think. I loved Hole 9).

So, yes. Tommorow we might be checking out the Revolving restaraunt, and then I'll get back to the emo blogger I was.

I....Can't....Even...Find...A...Kebab

JustAnotheRandomGuyInAhmedabad

 

Just Another Random Travel Blogger

JARTB.
Ah, well, after all this is a multipurpose blog, and nobody reads it anyway, except for the person reading it right now. Oh, Hi! You're one of the few people to do so, by the way! Take a seat, will you? Yes, people whoever reading this, we've been low on views, like all time. So, how about I post whatever the fuck I want to, yeah?

So, starting 7th January 12:00 Noon IST, I will be putting up travel updates every 16-20 hours. And we'll end on 10th or 9th. Cause, yeah, nobody cares.

So, do stay tuned, and we're going to review some restaurants as well. (Including the 5-star Fortune! It costs a fortune, yeah, but Deli it is.)

I used to just talk to myself. Now I blog as well.

JustAnotheRandomGuy

A Happy New Year

Here's to the life that never was. The friends that never met. The jokes that were never cracked. The moments that were never lived.

The year that never happened.

It's been a more than a year since what I discovered, a dueling community. Thank you. Even tho I came to Kolkata and couldn't see most of you (I'm sorry for that, yes), I'm pretty happy I found you guys, thank you.

Thank you people, for a start that was my band. Hopefully we'll get a few demo songs before we release our E.P.

Thank you friends, who I met across the Internet. I don't need to name, I guess, but we ranted on end for hours on music/football/shit. I'll still be the confused little thirteen year old, I guess.

Thank you everybody. Thank you for this journey that was this blog. A couple of months, yes in between where views trickled in as rarely as dew on dry mornings.

Thanks, Arsenal, for giving us a FA Cup and of course Real Madrid, "La Decima!"
Thank you, everybody from the German National Team. At least we lived up to our expectations. Thank you Klose, for our journey. 

Thank you, people who gave me trust, and then shattered it all. We're stronger now. After all, what didn't kill me, made me stronger? 

Thank you, guys. But whatever happened to going to Japan when I would turn 16? Whatever, we shared moments, and it was enough.

No resolutions yes. Why make meaningless empty promises you're not gonna keep?
I will try, and maybe fail.
But let's not fail to try

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen. It had been a pleasure. 

Legio XII Fulminata!

JustAnotheRandomGuy

EDIT: I guess it'll show as 2nd or 3rd Jan, Sorry, forgot to update Lappy with PST, was in Whitehorse, Long Distances can be a bitch :P
That's a shitload of commas....

Merry Christmas

Ok, I am a little late but here's something.
Santa died, I hung him under Article 42 of North Arctic Law
So remember to thank your parents, yes.
And..... I won't be posting every Monday most probably once the Winter break ends, or damn, even in the middle of it because I'm in a brain stream and a I really feel I'm onto something.

So yes, Merry Christmas, (Belated) and a Happy Hannukah (Also belated).
Oh god, my timings suck.
Anyway, stay good guys. The Daitya is ONTO something and he'll be on it till the end.

I think Santa's elves want revenge....

JustAnotheRandomGuy