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Value belief etc.

yesterday in the train had brief discussion with my friend on the values and belief that we hold since our childhood, its quite a sensitive issue , but still i have something to say on this, she said that god is a supernatural power and we should not give him or her a shape of idol and start worshiping that idol, i believe she is right, god is supernatural power whose shape can not be defined, but in search of god if anyone is creating an imaginary feature and treating him as god there is no harm in it. there are so many type of people in the world some are painters they paint through their imagination they feel happy about it and they earn their living from the same, and their are people who don't understand anything about painting that does not mean that imagination of the painter is utter rubbish.. everybody can exist side by side but its just don't happen the main problem occurs when we try to impose our values and belief on the ot...

Movie on saturday

it was not planned but suddenly my brother suggested about a movie, we got ready in 5 minutes,and we ran to nearby mini theater alas no one was there at the ticket counter becoz it was lunch time, and we saw that next show time for the movie (rocket singh salesman of the year) was at 3.30 and it was only 1. pm at the moment what to do for once we thought we should go back home and return on the proper time but then suddenly it occurred in my mind that we should go to the big cinemas ,so instead of returning home we took an auto to the place, but there also the show was running for twenty minutes it was 1.20 then, next show was for 2.45, my brother suggested we should watch paa instead so i thought it was fine coz last week i decided to watch this movie but my friend with whom i was supposed go with got hurt on her toe...while i was standing in the que i thought i should watch salesman coz i was aware about the story of paa, so finally when my turn for ticket came final decision was to...

Run RUN run.....

This is the gist of my life nowdays, i am on run all the time, becoming more and more imaptient but coming more and more closer to myself.. somehow i got the momentum back and want to maximise on the trend,,,, life has been unpredictable and now i am gona let go my tendency to predict it.. wana convert all my setback into opportunity.......no way i am not going to let anything come in between ,,, i will run to the fastest of speed i can,,, i have got many things and will continue to get, i lost many things and will continue to loose,,,,,, but i will runnnnnnnnnn.
Hope i am going to complete my writing today, i really hope so,no i have not stopped writing ,my only problem is i could not finish any of them at least a dozen are lying unfinished, similar to my life, i remember i told someone i dont want anything unfinished but alas in reality there so many things that are unfinished i cant even count how many.

Dream and Reality

sometime i blind my eyes on all the real thing and dream, dream is the only thing that kee me alive that fills me with enthusiasm, i dream about anything and everything to start with dangerous note i dream about the bridge falling and me drowning into the huge vashi bridge that i cross everyday to come to my office, about having a free life with lesser problem, reading the bestest books in the world and visiting beutiful places around the world, meeting and greeting diffrent type of people,have a house at distant place from all the population surrounded by beauty of nature.yes i dream a lot!!

Searching Soul

this title is very close to my heart coz at one point of time i used to describe myself as searching soul, without knowing the fact that infact everyone in this little world is searching something or other, right now as always i am restless, filled with too many thoughts and too many emotions.i wonder why i am never satisfied with myself there is constant fight within to improve to expand my horizon which is good but at times it kills you, and becomes real difficult to live with yourself and when you are not in peace with yourself you are not in peace with anyone else.....

1st rain

i know its been long time tht i wrote last,was heavily occupied in lots of ordinary things, but not writing for too long cant be justified, well mumbai was scorchingly hot in the last one month, people were praying for rain,and alomost every thirds discuusion in train would be " oh its so hot these days god knows when its going to rain" and finally its raining outside, and its not only raining its raining beutifully. so much have been written and said about the rain ,and still evrytime wee see it our heart is filled with amazment and excitement.

Lunch Time

Its 12.56 now i am in my office after 4 mimutes my lunchtime starts, sometime i postpone it becaouse of workload but today i am going to make it right on time,that means i have to finish this blog fast. when i go to the basement where my pantry is, 1st thing i am going ask the pantrywala on what bhaji he got for us today,no i rarely eat my pantry food but i always go , ask and see what vergitable is there in the pantry and i eat it with my eyes :) .then i am going to take two papads and will start eating that standing i normally prefer papad which is deeply fried and little burnt :) then i will sit on the chair open my dabba and i will be surprised to see the color of vegitable in my dabba , oh its too yummy i hardly wait to eat this and then i will have the first bite , oh thats going to be too tasty and i will be in even more hurry to take the 2nd third and 4th bite.after finsishing my dabba i am going to feel the urge to eat something sweet, i will ask my friend to acompany me to t...

Mujhe jana hai

mujhe jana hai door kahi, jahan koi mujhe janta nahi koi pehchanta nahi koi ye na dekhe ki main kya kar rahi hun, koi ye na puche ki main kya soch rahi hun han main bhag jana chahti hun is shor sharabe se, wahan jaha nishtabdh neerabata ho jahan main sun sakoo apni sason ki awaz, jahan main jan sakoo apne dil ke ehsaas jyada kuch pana na maine kabhi chaha na kabhi chahungi bas itna ki jan sakoo khud ko poori tarah ha mujhe jana hai door kahi jana hai

Truth of life

Whosoever wishes to know about the world must learn about it in its particular details.Knowledge is not intelligence.In searching for the truth be ready for the unexpected.Change alone is unchanging.The same road goes both up and down.The beginning of a circle is also its end.Not I, but the world says it: all is one.And yet everything comes in season Heraklietos of Ephesos

Trivia

To understand reality is not the same as to know about outward events. It is to perceive the essential nature of things. The best-informed man is not necessarily the wisest. Indeed there is a danger that precisely in the multiplicity of his knowledge he will lose sight of what is essential. But on the other hand, knowledge of an apparently trivial detail quite often makes it possible to see into the depth of things. And so the wise man will seek to acquire the best possible knowledge about events, but always without becoming dependent upon this knowledge. To recognize the significant in the factual is wisdom.

my encounter with the lady

it was a normal day of mine, and i was returning from office .i got down at my station and was in hurry to catch an auto to home,but getting an auto at my station is a big task ,whenever you see an empty auto its occupied by the fello competitor cum fellow passenger, so basically its on first come first serve basis.finally i managed to get one and sat and told autowalla my destination suddenly one lady appeared and asked me if i can share the auto with her as her destination was quite closer to mine, i thought for a second and since i know the difficulty of getting an auto i agreed she was very happy and she sat by my side we both were quiet, me in my thought and she may be in hers, suddenly she asked me this is your uniform? indicating at the dress i was wearing i said , yes . i was not in mood to talk with no intention to start a conversation,so we sat quietly for another 10 minutes suddenly i asked her u stay quite near to my place she answered luaghing yes but i am not going to sta...

Scattred thoughts.

so calm that i can hear my heartbeat so intense that my eyes are refelcting all possible emotions. i dont feel like talking and expressing but just listening to my heart singing in melancholy yes i am sad i accept i am sad i accept something tore apart in me something that is not reparable anymore. i cant prtend to be bold because i am not i am weak ,so weak that even a small blow can cause me life time injury. i look like a rock solid at my place but i am not i am shaken from inside so much that i fear i will collapse. But i accept i have to move on, i have to carry on, i cant afford to relax , i have to keep walking on.

Small Prayers

Lord Protect our doubts, because doubt is a way of praying,it is doubt that make us grow because it forces us to look fearlessly at many answers that exist to one question and in order for this to be possible. lord protect our decision ,because making decision is a way of praying,give us the courage after our doubts,to be able to choose between one road and another.may our yes always be a yes and may our no always be a no .once we have chosen our road ,may we never look back nor allow our soul be eaten away by remorse and in order for this to be possible. lord protect our actions, because action is a way of praying.may our daily bread be result of the very best that we carry within us.may we, through work and action, share a little of love we receive. and in order for this to be possible. lord protect our dreams, because dream is a way of praying. make sure that regardless of our age or our circumstances, we are capable of keeping alight in our heart the sacred flame of hope and persev...

Mastering the emotions

A man who is master of himself can end a sorrow as easily as he can invent a pleasure. I don't want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them By oscar wilde

song by buddha

i would be better if, instead of thousand words, there was only one a word that brought peace i would be better if, instead of thousand poems, there was only one, a poem that revealed true beuty i would be better if, instead of thousand songs there was only one, asong that spread happiness.
a time to be born,and a time to die a time to plant and a time to pluck up that which is planted a time to kill, and a time to heal a time to weep and a time to laugh a time to mourn and a time to dance a time to cast away the stones and a time to gather the stones together a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embraceing a time to get and a time to lose a time to keep and a time to cast away a time to rend and a time to sew a time to keep silence and a time to speak a time to love and atime to hate a time of war and a time of peace.

Story

once upon a time, there was a bird.he was adorned with two perfect wings and with glossy, colorful, marvellous feathers. In short, he was creature made to fly out freely in the sky,bringing joy to everyone who saw him. one day a women saw this bird and fell in love with him.she watched his flight, her mouth wwide in amazement. her heart pounding, her eyes shining with excitement.she invited the bird to fly with her,and two travelled across the sky in perfect harmony.she admired venerated and celebrated that bird. but then she thought: he might want to visit far-off in mountains.and she was afraid,afraid that she would never feel the same way about any other bird.and she felt envy.envy for the bird's ability to fly. and she felt alone. and she thought "i am going to set a trap".the next time the bird appears he will never leave again. the bird who was also in love. returned the following day,fell into the trap and was put in a cage. she looked at the bird everyday.there he...
everything tells me that i am about to make a wrong decision, but making mistakes is just part of life. what does the world want me? does it want me to take no risks,to go back where i come from because i dint have courage to say yes to life?. i made many mistakes and i have realised that sometimes you get no second chance and that its best to accept the gifts that world offers you.ofcourse its risky but is the risk any greater than the chance of the bus that took 48 hours to bring me here having an accident?if i must be faithful to something then i have first of all to be faithfull to myself.if i am looking for true love i first have to get the mediocre loves out of my system. the little experience of life i have had has taught me no one ows anything,that everything is an illusion-and that applies to material as well as spiritual things.anyone who has lost something they thought was theirs forever finally comes to realise that nothing really belongs to them. and if nothing belongs to ...

weakness

Wrongs are often forgiven, but contempt never is. Our pride remembers it forever. It implies a discovery of weakness, which we are more careful to conceal than a crime. Many a man will confess his crimes to a friend; but I never knew a man that would tell his silly weaknesses to his most intimate one.” by lord chesterfield

some attachments remains

Hung up my conversation with my neighbour aunty in bengal and came to know that the govt quarter that we were allotted to is now being given to someone else, a system is system my father dont work for the company as he is retired so now we cant live in that quarter anymore. its not very long only 3.5 years back i came here from the same quarter. that is strange but suddenly i am filled with the memory of that house . the room which i used to own and proudly say as mine, where i prepared for most important exams of my life.the balcony where i sat and thought so much about everything and anything on the earth , made plans for my future or just mourn for something went wrong, waited to see the glimpse of my crush . that terrace on which i used to play and planted many plants given names to each and talk to them, enjoyed watching rain and even tried to protect my fragile plants from the harshnes of kalbaishakhi ,but nature is more powerful than us so i lost the first flower of my sunflowe...

some part of me

you dont understand this world!, how will you survive in life?, you r not going to survive and a voice inside me says it does' nt matter whether i will survive or not i am not going to lie to myself.But its difficult to be true to onself to the core, and continue doing so but those who have not learned any other way who will help them. people all around me talks about logic ,have been listening to logic but everyone fails to answer my simple questions when i asked them, so i have to search them on my own ,

Mystry unfold

Just remember, the same as a spectacular Vogue magazine, remember that no matter how close you follow the jumps: Continued on page whatever. No matter how careful you are, there's going to be the sense you missed something, the collapsed feeling under your skin that you didn't experience it all. There's that fallen heart feeling that you rushed right through the moments where you should've been paying attention. Well, get used to that feeling. That's how your whole life will feel some day. This is all practice. None of this matters. We're just warming up.” by Chuck palahniuk.

Solitude

When I dance, I dance, when I sleep, I sleep; yes, and when I walk alone in a beautiful orchard, if my thoughts drift to far-off matters for some part of the time, for some other part I lead them back again to the walk, the orchard, to the sweetness of this solitude, to myself.

Stranger

In daily travel by train i meet so many strangers, then they becomes familiar and evetually friends, for no reason you are scolded by some and then suddenly you are asked by someone where you were so many days if you dont go in your regular train, thousand stories can be written on every single encounters if you are sensitive enough.they are colorful ,Some of them are extremly happy,while some may be secretly mourning for something, some may be bitching on someone,some praising someone's attire.few at times make my day but all kind of strangers are welcomed with affection.

Perception

You can shed tears that she is gone, or you can smile because she has lived. You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back, or you can open your eyes and see all she's left. Your heart can be empty because you can't see her, or you can be full of the love you shared. You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday, or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday. You can remember her only that she is gone, or you can cherish her memory and let it live on. You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back. Or you can do what she'd want:smile, open your eyes, love and go on.” by David Harkins

lost dream

i heard u still dream,you still write stories and sing with all your heart, i heard you still care about human emotions and pains and your love blossoms like beutiful rose, but my heart have lost all the faith and lost my dream somewhere, so i have come begging to you,with my two hands and eyes open, Inspired from bengali song Sopno dekhbo

Falls pretence

i like this line You may charge of the murder or want of sense but slightest approach to the falls pretence was never among my crimes. alas That can apply to very few people,in reality people are full of pretence i am not judging but that from personal experience, they may pretend to be extra caring or concerned but in reality ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

She wanted to know

Sitting on the sea shore, she wanted to talk to the sea, about her dreams and fear. sea answred each of her questions, then she asked the difficult one what is the truth ? do you know dear? answer came in a thunder!!!! no dear

I would rather be

I would rather be A thought in your mind Maybe something you feel Or a dream of some kind. I would rather beThe reason for your smile Someone who you think of At least for a while By vaishali garg

No time

had no time to Hate - -BecauseThe Grave would hinder Me -- And Life was not soAmple ICould finish -- Enmity -- Nor had I time to Love - -But sinceSome Industry must be -- The little Toil of Love - -I thoughtBe large enough for Me -- By Emily Dickinson

Star Struck

anyone recognise him? he is John Abraham and the picture has been taken from my own cell phone.he had come to promote one of his movie in radio city some 5-6 months back,i was informed by one of my colleugue that john have come and i threwed all my work, but i was not the only one there were others also mainly girls.i dont know y i was so excited coz i m never a fan of john.anyways we stood infront of the office of radoi city the ofc is one floor above ours. we have 200 employee in our office and infront of the office we were atleast 60, it was difficult to wait we were probably counting seconds then suddenly one fat lady appered she was the one who convinced john to come to radiocity she said john have refused to come out and he is demanding backdoor exit ,one of my colleugue shouted we will not do anything we just want to see him once, the lady said no i would request you all to go to your ofces but who will listen whom. but i was thinking is he scared? even to face crowd of 60 peopl...

March 27

You can watch, read, or download information about almost anything these days.It pays, though, to discern between useful knowledge and that which merely clutters your life and takes up time that you'd rather spend on more profitable pursuits.

Understanding the misunderstood

we meet many people in diffrent walk of life, and if you are sensitive enough they make you realise something or other about yourself. You may be clear at your point but you are bound to be misunderstood by some, and you cant do anything about it because the harder you try the difficult it becomes.its not one way but can be two way also ,had we given eye to understand the misunderstood we might have been able to save few wonderful relationships, we give people lable like she is blunt, he is friendly,she is furious, he is egoistic and bla bla and then we roam around those label . its not that i have not given people label but just a realisation that had i not given certain lables i would saved few relationships............

Transformation

"You can Give up when something goes wrong, or you can let misfortune transform you into something better" Again my desk calender says that, i am happy that one of my colegue while leaving this organisation gifted this calendr to me it has no year only date, with different quote and my day @ office starts after changing the date and reading the quote first. thanks Frankie

Love

Let love blossom in your heart! let love grab your heart, shake it with passion and vigor,and infuse it with all the zest and joy for life that love has to give. says my desk calender today, i would like to add something, but never exepect anything in material sense coz love in itself is the biggest treasure of the world, if you can love with all your heart without expecting, you are away from all the winning and loosing, and above all you can attain purity of soul which will give you peace of mind............ :)

March 23, 2009

today is monday i am not getting any thought or idea to write and somewhere i have promised myself that i will write and try not to loose the continuity that i have gained with much effort. my desk calender says "before you judge another, think of your own last mistake" very true but difficult to practice coz we are given eyes which only look infront and ears which hers voice of others ofcourse there is inner eyes and soul which shows you your own face but how many can see and hear that is the big question mark. anyways i am not going deeply into anything coz i have got this big monday reporting to finish, so got to focus on that..................

happiness

Things are dead in themselves: we only give them life,and then like fools, we turn around and are afraid of them. But be not like certain fisherwomen, who caught in a storm on their way home from market, took refuge in the house of florist. they were lodged for the night in a room next to the garden where the air was full of frgrance of flowers. in vain did they try to rest, until one of their number suggested that they wet their fishy baskets and place their heads then they all fell into a sound sleep. the world is full of fish basket, we must not depend upon it for enjoyemnt.. From vivekananda.

Chiki the famous sweet

his name is chiki,chikis are one famous sweet from lonavala, people who goes for holiday there which most of the people in mumbai do coz the palce is nearby mumbai have to bring chiki.its religion here some distribute in office some distribute to neighbours and if they dont people have one point to complain u went to lonavala and dint brought chiki for us?anyways back to the point he is chiki he stays in worli and one of two sons from hankare family the elder one is abnormal so whole family have prayed for him so that he is normal and healthy.i too was in worli for two years and he was my neighbour he was one of my 4 kid friend , whenever i used to come from office they used to come running to me shouting" rima didi ali' means rima didi have come.they used to fight to sit on my lap and i used to try to accomodate all of them at the same time coz all were very special to me, that could be physically tiring but mentally very soothing, u feel loved u feel u are wanted by someone...

Untitled

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.” by Neil gaiman

still in the office

sitting in the office and waiting for one information to copme from my team as i have to send it to my boss, the day was fun for today was our training day.enjoyed each moment of it. organised evry bit and participated with all my heart. it started with the training on forex an area i am always interested in and the trainer preeti was very clear about each concept, unlike many other times i was not sulking but i was participating ,asking questions, and then we had our pizza party whole team having lunch together is fun, i decided the menu :) and then the next session which was damn boring i felt like sleeping so i started swinging on my chair which one of my colegue pushed a bit to irritate me we just had some hearty laugh, thank god the trainer have not seen all these.and then i came out and my boss wanted to give me this report and asked if i can skip the training and our cfo also suggested to skip however i dint wanted, i sat on my place but have to go to training hearing loud laugh...

i cant talk

long back i went to my aunty's place. i loved to go to her coz she has got big joint family and i always stayed in nuclear one, many kids are there they all knows me, i used to be always with kids but with elders i was reserved they could find me always reading or sitting in the corner with poise, actually i used to observe them, i loved the kind of jokes they placed at each other, and as my habit is i was always learning .thats strange but i have a problem of thinking myself invisible "like me observing others but others cant see me".on the contrary now i realised that people wonders why this girl is so calm, she cant even say a single word.so i remember i went to terrace and as usual i was in my thoughts gazing the surrounding i dint even realised that one uncle came to me and asked why you are so calm, aloof? why dont you talk?.1st i was surprised that how one can notice me? then i got to answer because he asked, i said "uncle i cant talk" "mujhe bat kar...

He is there

Does god exist? the question often ocurr in my mind. when i was a kid i prayed something and put condition that if my wish was fulfilled, there would be assurance that he is there,and the things dint happen as per my wish, i cried and cried and thought that nobody is there to take care of us, but then there was countless times when i could feel his presence, few days back i saw one advertisement of insense stick, the girl was praying to god "please make me pass through the competetive exam" on the other hand the mother was praying for the same girl for her marriage. god must be getting these type of contradictary prayers every days and he also must have got confused if he fulfills one wish other wish will automatically get knocked off. thats kind of funny situation. now if we assume that he existed in form of body or individual the other group of people whose wish was unfufilled would have questioned his decision power may be thats why he decided to be invisible or formless.m...

Last Breath of life

i was thinking how people feel when they breath their last breath, but its difficult to think on others perspective, so i was thinking what i want to feel breathing last breath of my life, i want to feel happy contented, i want to feel whatever journey i had had in my life have never hurted a single soal, i worked hard and had plenty of holidays, enjoyed to the fullest level. i want to feel that i never let down a single person's expectation be it friend or family my parents.met my promises, had a clear foresight and was a wanderer also, for too much clarity makes life artificial.i want to think that the book of my life was as interesting as any of my favourite novels. i did mistakes and learned from them and never repeated them, i had failed many times but never let the failure take me to the grounds, i had success but never let the success go all over my head. i may have wouned my knees millian times but nevr let the race get affected by the wound, and that i was a simple lady w...

Life oh life

Life oh Life why you are so strange, you are so unpredictable, the other day i was flying high, up and up in the sky i thot i had wings, wings that can take me higher and higher, life oh life it was so beutiful then the other day i found that i was in illusion those were not wings ,and found my feet on ground, the ground full of thorns. life oh life you decided to show me the reality? life oh life tell me why you have dreams and reality both, why we like to be in dream, and why reality is so harsh and so different, why things does not happen as we wish? and if so why we wish things that are not going to happen? life oh life. why u created so many questions in mind and if u made the questions why dint you made atleast one who knows all the answers life oh life why you are so business mind you dont make any transactions for free, and why the prices are so high and there is no possibilty of bargain. life oh life

hope

trying to Consult my fears and thinking about my hopes and dreams. Thinking not about my frustrations, but about my unfulfilled potential. Concerning not with what i tried and failed in, but with what is still possible for me to do.

Escaping the reality

..one of the strongest motives that lead men to art and science is escape from everyday life with its painful crudity and hopeless dreariness, from the fetters of one's own ever-shifting desires. A finely tempered nature longs to escape from the personal life into the world of objective perception and thought The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed. Great spirits have always found violent opposition from mediocrities. The latter cannot understand it when a man does not thoughtlessly submit to hereditary prejudices but honestly and courageously uses his intelligence. From Albert Einstein

blurred vision

there are times when you can not fool around with others and most importantly with yourself, right now the same is happening with me, as long as i remember i always knew what i am going to do next,for the focused girl i was i am not sure whether still i am, feeling like my life is going heywire here and there and i need one direction a direction which can give me ultimate peace, and i can feel yes this the way i want to go.whole day has been spent in silent thinking nothing, and feeling nothing but emptiness, sometime u r are in situation when you think so much that u think nothing u feel so much that u feel nothing,and all this is happening beacuse there is no vision, remember in one of interview i was asked a question where u find yourself in the next 3 years , professionaly the ansr is simple but personally its difficult, or both ways it is difficult because of the roller coaster ride the life is, u never know what is going to happen in the very next moment.probably i am leading to ...

Small Things

Finished my weekly report very fast as i had to , till a minute before i was running to get the financial data from the concerned person,rectifying reports and now i can relax as i have finished everything properly, i feel happy very happy, these are the small things but very crucial at least for me, somebody correctly said we are god and godesses of small things, a small word can bring excitement in you and very small word indeed can bring an aura of sadness,

Sunday

i heard somwhere that blogs are soon going to replace boyfrieds and girlfriends as people tend to write their daily routine on blogs funny "crazy".ah sunday today favourite day of the week always,i started my day quite late than other days woke up at 9, spoke to my uncle at around 6.30 in morning i was wondering whether it was mid night when he called and eventually i happen to ask him as well he had hearty laugh and i felt goo at least i made someone laugh coz of my stupid reasoning,then i saw one talk show from 9.30 and the guest were john abraham and bipasha basu and just after them came kapoors i enjoyed the show thoroughly what a crazy fat and goo humoured family .suddenly one fight broke in my house on taking my neice to hospital and that made the house a lil incomfortable to stay in, i mean whole week you are among the people who dont like to be together and you dont like to repeat the same thing at home,then i was just thinking we should inhale the fresh breeze as muc...

Emotional

sometime for me its most of time i find peace and solace in others writing and can identify my own feeling in others writing,today is sunday and i am sitting infront of my pc felt like pouring something on my blog.emotions itself is a very critical thing, i find few people complain that i am emotional i need to be practical. and i wonder how its possible to modify your feeling,is that possible? for me ,i am hopelessly emotional so emotional that i get attached to all the things living or non living,i love my office computer,my penstand , my pens,and i saved all my books as i love them, my first love was life science and when i changed my stream to commerce i cried a lot. that may sound funny now but it was not funny then yes i see people are different i never found time to analyse how,but i think if i cant be someone else i have to be myself.i cant help but i have to get attached with everything,

Blank

my mind is blank now,no thoughts are coming nor they are going from my mind, i dont know what to say ,what to write, sometime i feel this as if i am lacking any kind of emotion or just observing my own emotion without observing them really. oh life let me live this moment..... something is there in my heart, which is reflecting in my tears, May be its a raw dream may be its madness , may be its my peace of mind but its beutiful so let me live for the moment