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Rambling Mind



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. 

So many 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 unexpressed.

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.

-       VJ Says ~ Cheers and Peace

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