Work In Progress

"Tell me," she said her sharp heel digging into his neck, her voice reminiscent of the kiss of a blade, firm yet with the added razor edge of a calm blade, "Will you spit at my boots again...Do you even know who I am???" At this she placed the tip of her blade at his neck, "I am the goddess of fate..."

Eccentricize

Eccentricize...My original idea...It is still conceptual though we are trying very hard to get the first issue in order...We have a team of roughly 10 people who will oversee the cover, art work, layouts and the articles...The graphic aspect and the  written aspect and I personally guarantee that the team is completely dedicated to the cause and it is our magazine not only mine...Eccentricize is an unconventional magazine...It combines the lucidity of art and the prosaicness of writing to create something unique...something beautifully eccentric...Hence Eccentricize seeks to portray everyday ordinary things in a new light...a different light...The photographers, writers and everyone else is an artist first and that will shine through the magazine...The magazine strives to create awareness of  art and other issues which are necessarily taboo or some issues which are seen as normal but not right...It strives to create change...Change in attitudes, mindsets...It strives to give readers a platform to vent and speak their minds truly and completely and I honestly hope you will support our endeavor in making this a reality... 

Your mistakes do not define who you are...you are your own possibilities.. (Don't know the source of this one)
I should have been chasingthe continuation of my dream,but I got distracted by the peopleon this thin winding road.It’s not that I want to go backto the days of back then,I’m just searchingfor the sky I’ve lost…~Yui-Again (English)Full Metal Alchemist 

I'm worn out from crying, there's no place for me to ask questionsThough I'm lost and stumbling, I can't just stand stillThe smile that you gave to me, the fallen tearsThey touched a deep wound in my heart, and made it disappearI feel my soul, take me your way, that's right, everyone isAlways searching for that one thingIt wasn't by chance, and it wasn't a fake love eitherYou're right, all rightYou're right, all right, scared little boy~Yui-Feel My Soul

I just went through something which I felt I should share...This could happen to anyone...from the self-harmer to the perpetually depressed....From the stoic to the freely emotional...From the one with the hard hearted exterior but with the vulnerability of a child...To the one who feels like you're a failure no matter what you do...
I went through something crazy...cried for 150 seconds and realized I give a damn...I have been told by way too many people I'm psychologically unstable from my therapist to my all knowing family but I don't care...I give a damn...coz if following your heart and being nice..comforting and being passionate about hat u want...If your sadness and pain exceed your tolerance and you lash out at the world or at yourself is being psychological unstable..then so be it in your eyes but I will not believe it at all...What I believe is this...why should I be blind to someone else's flaws if they can't do the same to mine...I am not willing to be a doormat...There is nothing wrong with me...There's something wrong with the way the world perceives me...I will not change my self...I am not willing to be a doormat and if my all knowing well wishers think so...I am not willing to change it is your problem not yours...
Just half an hour ago I spoke to my cousin who suddenly stopped talking to me after I asked him about his health when he was sick and he said he did that because he thought there is something seriously flawed with me..Is being concerened about someone a serious flaw??? Bottom line: I don't give a damn

Logic

A lot of people from a harassed doctor to an arrogantly incompetent engineer have tried to teach me logic...The reason being they don't agree with the fact that you need to be gentle with a self harmer or suicidal person...You are supposed to be harsh with them till the very end...If a person is hurting you're supposed to hurt them more...And this is sane logic??? ...So be it then the logic I speak of is futile....If you people say that killing a person because he or she is frustrated in life is right so then it is...You want to propagate murder and all things vile so be it its your wish....But you are not entitled to force your opinion on me and I will condemn your way of thinking to my dying day...It is so easy to look at a person and know what they should require but will you ever know what they need? Can you feel what they feel??? Can you think what they think????Will you be as passionate about some things that they feel passionate about??? Then how can you say that a lonely man should be left alone and a suicidal person should be killed...a self harmer should be cut more...hit more...hurt more...Pain does not fight pain...Pain does not cut pain...Care and support does but you think this way of thinking is flawed so be it...But this is animalistic...

So carry my ache and you will know the feelingInside I am weak but for this love I'm bearingSo breathe your life in my shades of greyOr kill the lights and we'll fade away~Poets Of The Fall-No End no Beginning

One of the people mentioned:http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=517172840&ref=ts

Dress

The Truth

Somewhere between an aunt who makes you tie your hair because SHE feels uncomfortable and a very close cousin who almost breaks your hand because you took his glasses and wants to send home a message...Somewhere between the quietness of people around the table where someone is wrongly hurting me with hurtful words (no noe says anything to stop the hurtful words)... I realized why this country is cursed...If you look closely you'll hear the sounds of the pained...the sorrowful forsaken...The people pretend to be sentimental...pretend to care but in the end all they do is aggravate the pain to fulfill their egos...The men here just want to massage their egos and hurt everyone else around them especially the women...They speak of equality...want to introduce the bill in the parliament but they themselves don't practice equality in their own homes...even supposedly modern families like mine who would probably think its all the girl's fault and condemn her in the case of sexual abuse... why should only a woman suffer the atrocities of society and men should rest easy...Its a hypocritic world i live in its just a cause of trying to be politically correct and showing the world that we are doing the right thing but closer to home the truth is much different...I'm writing this from the most civlised and safe city in the country so if I feel like this I really wonder about the rural areas...The state where the capital is located has one of the highest rates of female infanticide...A woman can never be truly independent here she is chained to the society, her family...The women are forsaken here...This place is cursed because it rings with the combined curses of all woman kind here...People pretend to be aware...gab to me about the rising economic rate and the like...Being an artist and thanks to  I really know how the West is...It is easy to condemn the west without knowing anything about it...(they think everything is just sleaze and drugs in the america but it isn't)...It is easy to look at the fault of everyone else but your own... America talks about liberty and the pursuit of happiness but it does GIVE that to its people...On the other hand here people promise a lot od things but nothing ever gets done...Even the frigging roads..Here the police rape women...The politicians hoard black money and would do anything to divert the public's money to them...Also in terms of career choice respectable ones are only those of engineering and science...The Arts field is always pushed into the background...

Also, I heard a crazy story of a girl who get pregnant...She found out when she was 2 months...Her parents took her to a rural area to give birth to a child coz they didn't want "scars" of her abortion...And it would cause a problem in her marriage...Look how shallow our society is... What I find hard to believe is if she does undergo an abortion there will be no scars coz its just 2 months....Trust my countrymen to harp on petty and small matters and not the big picture... 

I often get criticized for my vociferous opinions against my country but they overlook the fact that I'm working very hard to get away from this hell hole in terms of career...And  shall always be my permanent residence  and I know all of you are my REAL friends regardless what other people say 

Tasha

I'm Tasha, a level thirteen psycho-kinetic...I've been moving things ever since I can remember since I was an infant but the funny part is I don't remember from where I am or what is my bloodline...The family who cared for me said that I was not their real child when I was attacked at home...Anyways getting to the point I had to leave home and take to the streets...Then this lady comes around trying to kill me...I've had ten people trying to kill me in the past month...I'm starting to wonder more and more about my bloodline...They would never have heard of me till then...I had always kept my telekinesis secret even at school...I would try to use it very discretely even if I was horribly vitriolic but now I guess I have to set my powers loose to protect myself... 
I admit I have a horrible temper but I do try my best to keep it in check but now I need to let loose...Even I'm surprised at what I did last time to that lady...I buried her by cracking open the earth I hope that should teach her a lesson not to mess with me ever again...

Tried to break her to a science

In an act of good defiance

I broke her heart.

There's a pull up on her theories

There's a watch her growing weary

I broke her heart.

Having heavy conversations

About the frivilous constellations of our souls. oh

We're just trying to find some meaning

In the things that we believe in

But we got some ways to go.

Of all of the things that she's ever said

She goes and says something that just knocks me dead.

You won't find faith or hope down a telescope

You won't find heart and soul in the stars

You can break everything down to chemicals?

But you can't explain a love like ours.

Ooohhhh

It's the way we feel, yeh this is real.

Ooohhhh

It's the way we feel, yeh this is real.

I tried pushing evolution

As the obvious conclusion off the start.

But it was all my own amusement

Saying love was an illusion of a hopeless heart.

Of all of the things that she's ever said

She goes and says something that knocks me dead.

You won't find faith or hope down a telescope

You won't find heart and soul in the stars

You can break everything down to chemicals?

But you can't explain a love like ours.

Ooohhhh

It's the way we feel, yeh this is real.

Ooohhhh

It's the way we feel, yeh this is real.

Of all of the things that she's ever said

She goes and says something that just knocks me dead

You won't find faith or hope down a telescope

You won't find heart and soul in the stars

You can break everything down to chemicals?

But you can't explain a love like ours.

Ooohhhh

It's the way we feel, yeh this is real

Ooohhhh

It's the way we feel, yeh this is real 

~The Script-Science And Faith

Marks Of Victory

"Look at me" she said softly to me through the mirror. "Your pain is real" she said. I looked at her she was completely covered in scars...Back from my cookie cutter days...Back from my suicidal days...Every wound that was inflicted on me throughout my life was imprinted on her..."You have grown stronger" she said, "I am the scars that you wanted to desperately wanted to see on your skin...Your marks of victory..."

Bleed

Cut.Bleed.Hide.Cry

Scream at the world,

Scream for my existence,

I bleed to show I'm alive,

To let me know I'm real and I'm here,

My blood shows me the marks of my presence,

And the truth that I am here...I am here...