The Women Of Deighton Downs

This is what i have been up to since last time. With video editing and directing being a passion of mine, I couldn’t pass up this opportunity.

Please leave comments and advice on the video below. Constructive criticism is highly appreciated.

At the Tafaria Castle and Country Club , the women who neighbor the castle were given a day to blow off steam and enjoy themselves on the lawns.
From cake cutting to various field games, it was a day to remember.

Produced,Edited and Mastered by:
Misfits Media

Music: Piano Guys- Over The Rainbow_Simple Gifts


Slave To Thought

It’s that time once again. Long holidays.

After 9 months of school and a grueling final exam, the thought of 3 plus months without a shred of school work seemed appealing. I mean, waking up after 9 am, sitting on the computer writing, designing and playing Batman: Arkham Origins. However, a week into it and I already miss school (and the financial security that comes with it).

I school far away from where I live. Approximately 525km away(326.22 miles for you Americans). Therefore, most of my friends are inaccessible when I’m on holiday. There’s no one to call over or just abruptly go and startle with an impromptu visit.The feeling of being alone starts to creep in.Even though when I was at school, I’d sometimes wish for the simplicity of being alone. You know, to think. But now, I miss that crazy bunch who made life a bit more closer to the edge.

Then there is the monetary issue. When on holiday your broke 95% of the time. And being as materialistic as I am, that doesn’t sit well with my wants and needs. You might say, “Well, get a part time job.” In a third world country, getting a part-time job thanks to the levels of unemployment is not that easy. Not that  won’t try getting one, God knows I’ll try everything. I mean that’s what it is all about- being young.

This is the time we are supposed to be unafraid to try and fail. This is that time where you can fail with little consequences as opposed to when you are older and have a family depending on you. If your business idea flops now, that is just a learning experience. And the way I see it, it is kind of publicity. The people you will have worked with will now know your name; even if it is because of failing miserably.

There’s no such thing as bad publicity except your own obituary.

                                                                                                                -Brendan Behan.

Nevertheless, I am not as fearless as I wish I was. I am afraid to fail; afraid to be lesser than what everyone thinks of me.

And afraid that this fear will hold me back from my full potential.



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On a totally unrelated topic, I’ll be adding some music at the end or beginning of each future post from little known artists that I think correspond to the feeling of the post. Feel free to suggest some good music from any genre in the comments box, cause t is al about supporting talent.

Depressed Ranting Pt.1

Listening to ke$ha, depressed like a junkie without his vice. Bad idea? I think not; IT’S A FUCKING TERRIBLE IDEA. But you know what, it feels so good, there’s nothing else I’d rather be doing right now… I don’t want to play a game; I don’t want to chat with anyone. I just want to revel in this nothingness that is the moment I’m in. with music blasting so hard into my eardrums that it’s a bit painful. C’mon is the song that’s playing right now, and though I can’t hear the words, the beat is lovely… yes, I said lovely. Cause it is. The one moment in my life feel like I don’t really want anybody next to me, talking to me o any of that shit. This is one of those moments where we crash-and-burn all relationships we’ve tried to nurture over the days. They all lie in smoldering pile of wreckage beneath my feet during this period of self inflicted pain. And after all this, we still going to have to repair all the damage that we have done.

I remember a conversation I had the other day on how the people with the most ‘friends’ could be the loneliest, well I’m not saying I’m lonely but fuck! It feels good to be alone right now. With the rest of the world blocked out, you can finally hear yourself think. For once you can make a totally independent decision; away from the judgment of others.

I can finally stare at all the girls I like who I know my friends don’t think is hot. Well, its kind of just one girl. But shit is complicated… though I think I’m going to uncomplicated the shit out of it tomorrow. If the price to pay is being alone, well, FUCK IT!!! It’s not like I’ve never been alone before. Heck! I’ve been alone all my life, and no it wasn’t lonely.