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There was a
time when I used to pen down my thoughts very often. And now is a time where I
hardly post anything at all on my blog. What I realize is that thoughts haven't
died but sure what is dying slowly is my drive to pen them and share on my
blog. Not a happy feeling if you ask me.
It's going to
be a hard task to get back to my old mode. This sure is an attempt to get back
to do what I really do love doing.
things in my everyday life catch my imagination. Thousands of questions pop up
in my mind. I negotiate them all but only in my mind. Those are thoughts
Now as I make
conscious attempt to pen the thoughts of my mind, I can feel the release of a
magical feeling within. May be a few would be able comprehend what I mean. Many
others would say its random rambling. Random they all might be, but the
rambling helps me keep an important part of me alive.
It was yet another Friday or billions of
earthlings. May be it was a mundane day ahead for
some and exciting for others. An exciting day ahead for the ones who were certain
of the joy to be unwrapped the next day, the weekend. Well, in my case it was
the former. Blame it on being one amongst the many who work on Saturdays.
The distance between us questions possibilities, Two souls who connect yet shall stay detached, Life running along parallel tracks that shall never meet, Yet hope says they would someday be entwined. UnInhibited feelings spoken, thoughts exchanged, Unassuming how the world would read them, Prejudices can't be fought, let free thoughts sail, It's a battle less spoken, but I know many shall be fought. Feelings expressed in words for many are view points, Sometimes misunderstood, unacceptable for few. Thoughts expressed are sometimes song of a bleeding heart, These emotions maybe shunned by many as no art. Questioned and unacceptable orphan thoughts, Wish to die accepted, but denied and stay detest. Don't let yourself be consumed by the opinions of others, Your soul deserves a sweet song, let it be one about it's zest.