Such a big turn to a smooth blog?

I do NOT usually have to come up with such a post, but Kaibee thought otherwise. I have been tagged on her blog, and asked to answer 10 simple questions. Those questions have, thus, been answered.

• Do you have a tattoo? If you don't would you like to get tattooed one day?

Do I have a tattoo? No. Would I like to get one? If you asked me that before, sure! But now, I abhor the very fact of having them. Even if I do get one, I wouldn't go showing around.

• What is your guilty pleasure?

Sometimes, I buy a box of baby cereal and eat it with milk and sugar. Yes, that's right, I eat sugar too, though not by itself. I do feel a little embarrassed standing in the grocery line having regular food, and a lonely box of baby cereal. But I buy it anyway.

• What is that one thing you would really like to do before you die?

Write a book, or release a music album. (Both things hold the same significance)

• If you get a chance to meet one of your blog readers, who would you like to meet and why?

I meet my blog readers all the time.

• If you get a chance to live the life of one of the characters you have read in a book. Which character would you choose and why?

That's a pretty straight answer. Albus Dumbledore(I need not mention the book). Sugar, spice and everything nice. He wasn't respected for the powers that he had, he was respected for what he did with that power. I wouldn't even mind getting hit by a spell nor falling down a tower.

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  Name that one book or movie or piece of art or music, that you think should be burned.

Screw burning music. Someone should go and crucify the Jonas brothers. (P.S: I'm sorry Kaibee) :D

• What is the sweetest, most heart-stopping thing anyone has ever said to you. You can also mention who said it! :D

What more could a blogger want? A VERY frequent visitor once said, "Your blog soothes me". Nothing comparable to that. Thankyou, I know you're reading this! :)

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I was once at my cousin's place and was really, REALLY bored. And my sister messages me "I miss you!", that made my stay worthwhile after that. (P.S: She usually doesnt do that)

• What is that one thing that never fails to make you cry or smile?

The first speck of dawn never fails to etch a smile on my face every time.

• Describe yourself in one word.

Extrovert.

• Dark chocolate, Milk Chocolate or white chocolate?

Dark Chocolate.

• If you were a season, which one would you like to be? (Optional)

Winter, I guess.

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Fin.

The Tracks Go On Forever.

I never sat down and decided to become a story.

I just wanted to tell one.

I never wanted to be thought of as special.

Just human.

I never set out to help people or make them feel better.

I just needed someone because I felt alone.

I never wanted any credit for the way you feel.

I just wanted you to know.

The Choice

Life can be a constant struggle, filled with hardships and obstacles. Or it can be a grand adventure filled with challenges and intrigue. Every second of every day, it's entirely up to how you live it. It all ends in the same way. How you feel when you get there is the only one thing you have control over.

The Ghost Of Too Much.

There's not enough soil in the earth for how deep I want to be buried.
There's not enough water in the oceans for how slowly I want to sink.
There's not enough fire in the sun for how brightly I want to burn.
There aren't enough words in my head to say all the things I can't.
There's not enough blood in my body for all I need to bleed.
There aren't enough couches in the world for how long I want to sleep.
There's not enough life in me, for all I want to live.

The Perfect Moment.

Which is when the world stopped turning.
Which is when the birds fell silent.
Which is when the clouds all breathed in at the same time.
Which is when lies became truth.
Which is when pain became love.
Which is when fires became blue.
Which is when red flowers bloomed.
Which is when snow fell.
Which is when ice became water.
Which is when the universe smiled.
Which is when the sunshine and the moonlight met.
Which is when gravity gave up the ghost.
Which is when every guitar in the world strummed the same three chords over and over.
Which is when the dead rolled over and wished to live again.
Which is when the songs turned itself up.
Which is when  the aliens on other worlds looked up into the heavens and gasped.
Which is when hurricanes and storms and floods swept through us.
Which is when tears fell from willows at the beauty of it all.
Which is when riots and madness chased themselves though the streets.
Which is when millions of glasses committed suicide, throwing themselves from kitchen cupboards.
Which is when angels were filled with envy.
Which is when vampires threw back their heads and howled.
Which is when..

Skin crawled.