Wasted good looks

Sometimes even good looks can be such a waste.....

I know of many a case where the perfect good looks have either not been matched with a good soul, or with good intent.....

Sometimes, it's the person's false sense of pride or vanity that robs him of the golden nuggets in life.
Sometimes, it is just a vacuum that is left behind when one launders his good looks on the wrong ones, at the wrong places, for the wrong reasons.....

Sweet Angel

For me, the first celebrity whose name appears in my mind when I hear 'sweet angel'.....
is none other than Angelina Jolie!
And the film of hers that haunts me the most is "Gia" (1998), where she plays the model Gia Marie Carangi, who had heavenly looks, yet who was nothing but a wasted life, her precious life ended when she died at the age of 26! What a movie! And what a performance by Angelina!

Happy Republic Day

We, the youth, waste many a moment....

but, at times of duress and crises,

we do heed the clarion call of our motherland,

and join in the passionate upheaval of our nationalist faith

and sentiments.

Though I have termed my blog 'wasted_every_moment', I would like to dedicate this very post to the glory of the Indian Republic, and I appeal to all my friends that they too revive the fervor of nationhood.

Long Live the Republic of India~

Jai Hind!!!
Happy Republic Day!

I hope my fellow countrymen do not see this day as just another holiday, it isn't a day for inaction and passivity.....

let this not be a wasted opportunity.....

it's the perfect time to renew our vows for solidarity, unity and harmony.

pic: courtesy Rang De Basanti

When I........

When I am sad, I feel like crying.

(I rub my eyes......)

When I am proud, I feel like trying.

(I hold my head high.....)

When I feel curious, I want to know.

(I look up, wondering........)

When I'm impatient, I want to go.

(I cross my arms, I tap my feet........)

When I feel angry, I look this way.

(I look in anger.......)

When I feel happy, I smile all day.

(I put up a big smile on my face.......)

When I am puzzled, I make a shrug.

(I shrug my shoulders.......)

When I feel loving,

I want to hug.

(........and I hug myself!)

What a waste!

Regardless of what one feels, or what one does, life can be a colossal waste.
That's what I have been feeling.
Hence this blog.
Starting a whole new process of generating my wasteful(?) thoughts herein.
WELCOME!