Life!!!

Somedays i wish I was not born into this world!.... A random thought.... I always wonder what is to life that people crave for so much... even the handicapped beggar in his most dismal condition offers you a long life in bargain for a rupee... so what is it that makes life so worthwhile ..... so beautiful.... The reason to live is different for different people.... for some its their love for someone else... for others who have bitten by the explorers bug.... they like to travel the world... see new places ... know different people... take whatever that life has to offer... 

So in order to make sense of your life ... its imperative that you find your source of happiness... now mind you... its not a easy thing to do... people have spent ages to find it..... but do you know what the real secret of finding happiness is??.... you have to stop looking.... only then happiness enters your life... happiness is a state of mind ( I dont know ...how many times I have written this line in my compositions ...while I was at school.. not knowing the real meaning of it..lol). Its just a thought ...of content ....of peace.... to give you an example.... if a person has some amount of money in a bank..... he never uses it ... but has it nevertheless.... the person is happy..... and one fine day .... you tell him that nothing is left there..... the whole world collapses.... its strange isnt it??..... even if the money was there ... he wasnt actually using it..... but the sheer knowledge that it is not there now.... brings sorrow to lives..... 

Its a feeling..... you have got to master it..... otherwise you have to join the rat race.... where everyone is running ... not knowing how long the race is... and what are you gaining out of it.... more importantly what are you losing out of it....

I think you have to get certain failures in life.... try being happy with small things .... it may be as simple as spotting a long lost friend... on the opposite platform waiting for a train.... waving back at him/her .... making silly gestures...just to convey that you are late.... its ok to be late sometimes..... its ok to stand at road and listen to the man playing the flute.... its ok to be sorry.... its ok to ask forgiveness... repeatedly till the person is irritated :P... its ok to find yourself sleeping till 12 in the morning ( dont tell this to my dad :P)... its ok to watch two movies back to back...lol.... its ok to take off ..... some place you dont know.... its ok to laugh without any reason... its ok to be sloppy sometimes... its ok to fall in love... its ok to get rejected.... its ok to be alone.... its ok to take your time to see the rain.... its ok have a little faith...a little hope.... to be perfectly imperfect .... cuz thats what makes you human... and thats exactly what makes life worthwhile!!!


"Hope is a good thing... and no good thing dies"
                                           -not my line :P

A memorable day!!!!!

This is probably one of the best days I had....the one which just stays in your mind....nothing special though..but I still remember it so vividly.....I was very young ....I think I was in second or the third graade...Being so young ...it was mom who took us to school every day...by us ...I mean me and my younger brother...The school wasnt far enough....its just a few blocks down my home....well the home we used to live at that time...we shifted some years after then...but it seemed like a long distance back then....

We had our exams that day...it was monsoon time....I really liked the monsoons back then....the cold breeze... the scent of the soil....when the first showers hit the ground..its almost magical.....my opinion has certainly changed now ....but thats a different story may be some other day ;).....

That day I was in no mood to write in the exams .....I was just wanted to be out... enjoy the breeze....but I was dragged to the school....well I was not offered a choice.....it was english exam if I remember correctly......my brother also had an exam that day..but not until afternoon...

I some how completed my exams....and was eager to go out..but the teacher was strict...and would not let me go out.....mom was to pick me up after the exam....that was the plan...as always....after a lot of persuasion ..the teacher finally allowed me to submit my papers and stand outside the school corridor.....it was pouring..and the breeze was just so beautifu.....the scene was so beautiful...I still remember it .....there were some wet patches on the ground that was formed by the pot holes....And all I wanted was to jump in one of those......

Till this day, I do not know what prompted me to just go to my house all by myself...I thought let me reach home before mom comes in...And I took off all by myself....it was like an adventure..that I had undertaken....all the roads were familar...but the idea of walking alone made it all the more exciting....I had no umbrella or raincoats....but I just wanted to get wet that day.....so I set out to my journey....but not before I splashed the water out from two three pot holes myself...amused myself thoroughly and then when I was satisfied i left....

I managed to reach my home....all wet....my sock was all wet and made the squishing sound when I walked ...that made me walk faster ...cuz i liked its noise...but when I reached home...all I could find was a lock.....I was wondering ...where mom had gone..then it struck me... moms left to bring me home....I waited for some time all wet...then I thought why not return to the school again and find her......so I left out for another journey....lol....This time I had a bigger mission...mission ..find mom....

so I ran ...with all my might to reach there in time....when I finally reached school....all the children had left....the ground was empty ...and all I could see was empty classrooms and nothing but void....I felt a lot scared this time.....I retraced my steps and decided to head home....this time all scared cause I did not know what to do If I dont see my mom back at home....so I ran again...

when I reached half way through...I saw my mom .....She looked worried...probably was asking other people if they had seen a little child ....me ;)....I ran towards her....she took me in a tight hug....and then next second I had a slap right on my cheeks......I was shocked.....I dont remember mom getting so angry until then....she was very worried....had no umbrella herself and probably was on the verge of crying....I felt very bad though on the slap...

she angrily dragged me to house.....where another round of pastings awaited me....lol....we finally had our lunch at four .....a very hot rice and curd....it was delicious.....after all the pastings I had got.....I never tried that stunt again in my life......but the one thing it made me realise is how much your parents love you....

It was truly a memorable day!!!!!!!

My first blog...

So here it is...my first blog....wondering what to write...and absolutely not sure why I am writing this...perphaps I have got a lot of time today...or perphaps I am too saddened cuz none of my friends are here....

I have always wondered how come people manage to write whole books while I dont feel like writing even a line....but I think ..writing lets us free....you are freeeee to roam in a world created by you....where you are the master and there is nothing that can restrain you.....the thought of such a world is so over whelming...it captures your attention almost instantly....

As for me....it is really a stress buster....its like talking to a friend.....There are really very few friends that can make you happy....even when they dont talk to you....Just knowing they are there... comforts you...knowing that you can bounce back anytime....

I know there are people..who may think otherwise....thinking its best to be independent of others...not be dependent on any other to make you happy....but then again..I think its just fooling yourself...when deep down you know...thats not possible...man is a social being..and anybody who says he is happy himself....is merely lying to himself and the world...