Friday, August 01, 2008

Hey Joker

All this perpetual longing for happiness made you stick up that smile on your slippery, soaked skin. But did they ever tell you, that this paint that you wear, doesn't come for free?

8 comments:

Divya said...

:S

u pay a price for happiness... thats what u mean is it?

Soumya said...

Hey Cynic

The paint is my own. I made it and smeared it on me. I like it. It makes me happy and many others. Happiness and the longing for it, is free, like the air you breathe. You may choke yourself if you wish, but that will be your own choice. I want to breathe. What do you want?

lol :P

another brick in the wall said...

@ div: :)

@ soumya: :S

the hoverer said...

why so serious ??

i mean seriously its been ages since i've read something lively on ur blog

another brick in the wall said...

hahahaha... ah well.. what doesn't kill you.. only makes you.. stranger :P :P
alrt enough of nonsense.. lively post soon... for sure

the hoverer said...

only makes you stranger or stronger ?

paritosh said...

the paint may not come for free but the emotions that it evokes on others' faces; its worth the price i pay for the paint... :D

muddleheaded said...

oh its provocative ...
but not sooo true man... happiness is free .. u can get it whenever u want...