Monday, December 3, 2007

Rose Tinted View 3 | The Lone Guitarist

From as long as I've known him he has always stuck by my side. Bringing him home on Fridays after prayers giving him lunch and some time where we talked about the different sides to our life stories. My mother referred him to be her "second son" due to his frequent visits. I was even compared to him.

His guitar talent really caught on everywhere he went. The times we jammed at home just us and the guitar. I remember when his guitar broke. It was like a little part of him died. he mourned it but that didn't stop him, he still did what he did best.
I remember the trouble he used to get into. All the dumb shit we did in school, i was always called to get him out of trouble.

Like every story there is always girl. She was your cocaine. Something that kept you high and happy and something that kept you asleep at night. She helped you through a lot of hard times, the times when i wasn't there.

Every time you leave home i watch him walk down the road to the bus halt. His mind set on something, anything Guitar on his back hes ready to take on the world. The Lone Guitarist.

Sunday, November 25, 2007

Really?

This is a sign seen at White Horse the most famous bar in Colombo.


The main people you see there is under 21.

Thursday, November 15, 2007

The Aviators

Just a picture of me and Rahul. Flashing our aviators. Hes are H 'n' M and mine are Ray - Ban. Rahul is one of my best friends. We are not as close as before but we are always on good terms.

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

The Rose Tinted View 2 | Dwarf

Maybe its me, Maybe its you. but i seem to notice you around alot more than normal. You catch my eye. Give me a smile a look at times you even stop to say hello. buts thats all.
I missed the old days when we were close where we would talk on and on about unnecessary things such as which melts faster butter or margarine. The side comments on the teachers as we sat side by side through boring lessons. After the saying of something lame or funny we would look for each others eyes to catch and stare at each other for a split second before bursting out laughing.

The words that i word say wrong and how you would bug me by saying it over and over again.
Your never ending sermons on Anti - Smoking and Drinking that you used to give and the usual speech "you think your so cool cause you go clubbing" It was annoying but i new it was because you cared. Or that you hated what i did. I respect your independence and daring to wade the waters alone where i cannot tread.

All the past times i gave away, lost all of it in one night where the i left you for someone else.. I didnt realize until next morning by then it was too late. If only you were abit more forward. All i want to say is.... Im Sorry

Monday, October 22, 2007

The Rose Tinted View 1 | The Critic across the table

I have decided to post my day to day situations...It mainly consists of people who are and have been in my life.

So there i was. Pilawoos on my own. sitting at my usual table waiting for my food to come. Sipping on my ice milo i needed someone to talk to. life, rose tinted or not was not very good these days. then i thought im at pilawoos! a good friend of mine just lives close by. taking out my phone, stealing a glance at my Megan Fox wallpaper i dial 011 2 372 917 his name does not show on the screen. somethings wrong i thought so i canceled the call and went through my contact list. his name did not exist. then it struck me.
this friend of mine was here anymore. he wont be there to call over to pilawoos, to question my judgment on the food, to tell me that McDonalds is only across the road where they serve food that will not...kill me ? it was quite a ride but i didnt care. until i sat alone at pilawoos searching in the "A" directory on my phone....wondering where you are...

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19 year old, AS student, Party Animal, Never-leave-home-without-camera, psychology loving, tattoo craving, drink ordering, late sleeping, techno listening student. Found here email : chaos.dept@gmail.com