Random thoughts

Another weekend,the lazy one.i usually love this kind of weekend where i have lots of time for myself.The whole day i have thinking of so many things.

Usually i get nostalgic during weekend or you can say whenever i get time for myself.Strange but true with time everything keeps on changing.Today i was missing someone who occupies quite a lot space in my life - not to name the person as he selected to move on....but i cant stop missing him.He was someone whose very presence,very thought used to make me happy,chirpy and colourful,Today also when i think i think how could i have so much of energy- i could go any place any time just to see him, could talk non stop for hours.Now i dont even feel like talking or even going to any place.How come one person makes so much difference in life?

Or it is just our set of mind which makes us think so?

I dont know. I still feel happy even when i think of him.Where as he may not think of me even for a while,i dont have anything against that.

Today i was feeling very strongly to go back to the time when we were together, walking on the road happily,fighting,giggling,making fun or even teasing each other.I miss those days when we used to sit on the stairs and looked at the moon for long without saying even a word.I still can see the moon but alone.Does he see the moon too and think of the same as I do? Does the moon feel what i feel or can the moon convey my message to him that i do really miss him? I still love standing when its raining,always wanted to share the rain drops with him...

Does miracle happens in life???I dont think so...

Silly me and my thoughts

the virgin night calls me
to hug the shrere breeze
to whisper with the silence
to dance with the crazy moon shedding her pride
and i know.....
the blurr splits away
challenging my senses....
and i am left spechless.....
yet to tour into the you in me....
and the truth....away from me...and within me..

Lazy Sunday

A nice,warm and sunny Sunday. I swear every Sunday has something special,when I get up i feel good - its only Sunday morning that i really feel good. It seems as if I am walking on the dew drops,I am as light as a feather.Music,Books,TV - thats all I love to do. I wanna fly free - thats what i am. I never like my mornings to start in a rush or dominated by a 2nd person!!I want my imagination to spread its wings and paint something colourful in a blank canvas.

Every Sunday reminds me of my school days - those were the time when Sunday actually used to be so exciting so meaningful.

Lots of childhood memories with Sundays - want to cherish them through out my life.

Missing Mom, Missing home and the home made food and the leisure. Planning to go back home, For me its relations, emotions and family which matter rather than struggling for an unknown destination.

Random thoughts

So many thoughts popping out here and there in my mind,in my soul. but whenever i try to pen them down they run away,don't know why.its been long that i have been thinking to note down those vagabond thoughts but alas!!!

these days a very strange thought is disturbing me.so many questions & no one to answer them, not even myself can answer them. Its been 8 years that i have been staying away from my home, my parents, my younger brother - earlier I wanted to achieve my goals being a very ambitious girl since my childhood. now i feel i am not very clear about my goals, during childhood it used to look like fairy tale and now i understand that life is not like those dreamy tales. At least not for me.I don't know what i am doing and i am not happy with what i am doing, my creativity, those colours, those dreams are missing somewhere, I too have started acting like a machine. I know most of us are acting the same way but this is not me. Every morning when i get up, i don't feel the excitement to see a new day, I feel its the same monotonous long day. I believe we need to have some madness and passion to enjoy our lives but where they are in my life?every day i end up cursing something or other....though I am blessed with wonderful family, most loving,caring parents,brother and few good friends. I have shelter and can feed myself everyday still I complain so much. I feel beyond these basic need, some very fine emotional needs are yet to be fulfilled - now i don't even dare dreaming as I know the nude reality which is not as rosy as i used to visualize. Should I follow my mind and be mechanical to be in the race or listen to my heart, without any material expectation which may lead me to a direction that people may name 'failure' or 'escapism' don't know.....right now i am very confused!!!

where is the answer??

Introduction...

Here comes my first blog.....(as per as i do remember..even if i created any during my good old college life i no more remember it...)

So guys...lets share..lets talk..lets unwind ourselves....

What should the topic be....hmmmmm

To start with....what would be a better idea to introduce ourselves...what are we,what are the dreams and goals,and what not...

lets start typing...