Of Rants and Reeds

Ironic

April 18, 2008

And life is ironic.

I don’t know why but I felt nostalgic a bit earlier and somehow the song "Ironic" of Alanis Morisette popped into my numb head. I had to sing its chorus for no reason - I was too young to remember the actual phrases of the verses.

Well, it is how I realized a few things.

I somehow acknowledge that nothing is predictable in this world. 

Yeah, "who would have thought… it figures"! 

Well, sometimes you really think that you have got everything figured out. Everything sits in front of you in one great, big, unsinkable plan, then your Iceberg crashes everthing down. You are left in the cold waters of regret shouting "Jack…where are you jack?". Well, where is jack anyway when you need him?

My point, I guess, is to keep yourself here. Here. Here dammit.

What you have is all you have. Never ask for anything else, coz you might just get the hell out of it. If you get it, it is all yours but dont expect it to be yours tomorrow.  

And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything’s gone wrong and everything blows up

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