Demeaning yourself… settling for scum…

Lying and deceiving… till you have nothing real to hold…

It’s all a farce… this life you call your own…

You made yourself weak…

Gave your mind and body away…

You were lovely… unique as ever…

Lost it all to a façade you live now…

I wish I could talk to you…

But you listen no more…

And I wish I could tell you how real you were before…

I adored you for reasons aplenty…

Which ceased to exist…

When you chose to be another person…

I hope you see what they’ve done to you…
How they’ve crippled you…

These people you live by…

I wish you trusted yourself enough…

To see from your own eyes...

Material Me....

I've never really been an exhibition enthusiast... more of the 'store and mall' shopper...
A certain difficult phase made me go on this shopping spree of sorts, intended to be nothing but a stress-relieving affair!
It was beyond lovely... I cannot describe the myriad of colours i was engulfed in!

This was an exhibition held at Palace Grounds, Bangalore, called Dastakar : Nature Bazaar! (Dastakar meaning Tradesman/Crafts-person in Hindi)

The moment I set foot into the compound, I just felt so much better, there was this utterly charming energy about the whole place! I was on a roll, shopping left, right and center! Quenching my weaknesses for bags, jewelry and other trinkets! The most satisfying thing was that nearly everything at the exhibition was environment-friendly and organic.

                
Truly fulfilling, especially since i've become an eco-friendly junkie after turning vegan!

From upholstery to furniture to art pieces to apparel... name it and it was all there!

  

The flavours and textures of every state of the country were brought together in the most beautiful manner...

There was mouth-watering food as well... i had some bhajji pakoras, (spicy green chilly fritters) traditional Indian junk food!! Heaven! =) =P

A folk dance performance added to the vibrancy...........

Its just wonderful to see that nature is so full of gorgeousness!!! =)...

In its roots and through man's creations derived from it....

Annabel Lee

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

- EDGAR ALLAN POE

Love the rhythm... simple yet so wonderfully musical!

** Thanks Suniya!! =) =)