Monday, December 11, 2006

The 1% I Hate

99% is sensible; the rest doesnt listen to the mind
99% looks forward to the future; the rest stares behind
99% wants to smile come what may; the rest is keen to cry
99% is bent at fighting it out through; the rest doesnt even try
99% sees reason, knows patience; the rest doesn't want to understand
99% forgives forgets moves on; the rest is stuck in Neverland.
99% manages to accept find peace; the rest still wants to question fate
99% wins 99% of times; the remaining 1% is what I hate.

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

not listening always to the mind, staring behind sometimes and crying...i would not hate that..why would you hate that?

n exams while in sweden..thts gotta suck..i thought student x-change was all about masti :P

Dreamcatcher said...

I think its that 1% that distinguishes you though. Tc.

Keshi said...

I dun hate that 1%...cos we need that to be human...dun u think so?

Keshi.

Anonymous said...

very well put :)

Anonymous said...

"99% is borrowed; the 1% is me,
99% binds; the rest sets free."

Anonymous said...

eeessshhhhh :( the missing one percent holds in itself the word "cent"

Phoenix said...

[desperado]
Because that makes me do crazy things..that makes me feel hurt and hurt others..that makes me weaker...that makes me not what people expect...yeah maybe that makes me human..and so i hate it.

Exams itne bhi fighter nahi..a total of 4, jismein do take home[:d] all i have been doing here is aminly do projects and presentations(10 presentations a sem!)...firangi padte hi nahi yar[:D]

[dreamcatcher]
So my weakness is my identity?

Phoenix said...

[keshi]
Maybe..but why is that my limitation? why does it make me do all the mistakes that can never be fully repented for...why is it all thats bad about me...or maybe..I am bad, and that is the real me. 99% is the lie.

[aditi]
:)

[v]
Well put...now you have me in a bigger mess than ever before.
Thanks.

[arpz]
:|
I'm scared now.

Dreamcatcher said...

I don't think its a weakness. It distinguishes if nothing else and what's a weakness or what you perceive as a weakness might very well be a strength.

Phoenix said...

One of the biggest ironies of life is that in the end we oten discover that our strengths and weaknesses were mostly the same...and that is our identity.