In the making

a million little pieces of I are scattered over the universe. a million little moments of this life of mine, must be collected here. one day I will meet myself and you will meet yourself. and we'll try to feel the same, together. this is a preparation, a note, an expectation, a hope and letter to the one and the unknown

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Name: Manveer Grewal
Location: Chandigarh, India

Aged 21, Born 18 September (1700 hours if you must know), Student of Bachelor of Arts (hardly), Resident of Chandigarh (gladly), an AIESECer (madly), a wanna-be cyclist, a mumbo-jumbo philospher, a silent unsocial introvert also a yap-yap 'where is the party tonight' extrovert, aspiring Psychologist/ Agriculturist/ Educationist/ Film maker/ Global Nomad/ Revolutionist, a growing up kid to his parents, Mr-I-am-going-to-change-the-world-or-something to himself and scared of heights,& a wanderer who knows, sometimes.

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Bigger than the sky.

5:21 am
Wednesday
19July 2006

And bumping into life someday, just like that
a new sign, panic replaced by peace
and things that you find so hard to believe :)

Its surreal...it is. its heaven. its bliss. its God. its illusion.
its the only reality that ever existed.

i am back. I am Back. I AM BACK.
wrap the smoke around me.

I have found the essence of who i am.
ha.
cliche. or whatever the spelling is. (ego ego egGGOOO!)

i need my 8 hours sir thank you. such a mess otherwise.

Waiting for my saturday. my bar. my rum. vodka. beer. whichever i can pay for.

theory and practice is different. losers. drama queens. me.

closed doors. newspaper windows. Break.

I am following my light!!!!

I am never going back to birth.

I am going where I am led. Not leading. I am one. I'll play true to the end. To the white feather. To the pure, to the lightest, that which changes with a breath, no stain, no smudge, with Panache.

Never saying a line that isnt said from the heart, and accepting flowers, food, or anything provided there is a place to collect them and call my own.

Somethings are bigger than the sky. But analysis will still destroy them.

PS Its moments which will make this. and dreams. BIG dreams. Its re-birth. Keeping some of the last life. Connecting. I have more to say.

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