A renewed zeal and enthusiasm.

A beautiful song playing in the background. I am working on making the assessment policy for my school, and all of sudden I have this song strong urge of Blogging. I guess thats only after seeing my friends blog entry. It reminded me, Hey ! I also have a blog. So here I am listening to the title track from the Movie Kamine. Amazing lyrics. Amazing Music." Kabhi Zindagi se manga Pinjre mein Chand La do." Some time songs can do so much with your mind. Oh! Songs play mind game.

So what is my state of mind. Well there is so much going on in my little mind. There are so many things to be done. So many dreams to be lived. So many places to be seen. So many people to touched. And I feel that I am running short of time. Sitting in my office I realize that life isn't so difficult as I think. I just need to focus. Well this wonderful poster by my friend Utpal gave me this insight right now. That I need not lose my imagination and focus. I need not lose the conviction in myself that I wont be able to finish so many things. You know what! I will.

Well this is feeling so good. Typing out your feelings, speaking to your Macbook. Just being alone in your office. As I sit here there are no students. No staff to come and disturb me. This silence is beautiful. The song just stopped. And somehow I have tears in my eyes. I don't know why but I feeling like crying. May be this is my mind's way to de-stress. Thank God for this beautiful moment.

PEACE.

A new begining:- I promise to type everyday

Well work place is really becoming sickening. I somehow feel choked working. Its only the kids thats makes me go on. Keeping that aside I have to remember that I am a bonded labour,for at least the next two years. 1st July I will be getting a new boss. Lets see how she is. The funniest thing about bosses is that you always feel that you know more than them. You feel like laughing at their stupidities.Dad has taught me one thing that "Boss is always correct." Dad I take this in its eternity. These days I feel really lonely. Miss mom a lot. And yes !!!! miss dad also :-( want so desperately to hug him tell him that I love him so much. I hope you will understand me dad when I am gone. I also miss bapuji. He was hospitalized and this was the first time I was not with him. His entire life has revolved around me. And here I am a selfish bastard who didn't go to see him. But how can I. I hope that what I feel these days is a passing phase. I hope I will see the bright things again.

A story....

Dear Blog,


First of all accept my apologies for not writing sooner. I promise to you that I will be posting regularly, come what may.

I have a story to tell.

Will you listen?

Why are you so scared to love?

Why are you scared to love?
Why are you scared to confess?
Your eyes seem to give me signs
But don't know why your lips you confine.
What makes you go back
What resists you to sup me in?
Its only you I think these days
Its only you I breathe these days
You are the one around which life revolves
I am waiting for the day till
the love in your heart evolves.

10 things before I want to do before I die

Well figuring it out... Thodi hi der mein hum phir haazir honge break ke baad

The world is full of hypocrites

Well last nite got a lecture over the phone on being positive about negative things.Sometimes people don't realize that being negative about positive things mar people's interest in certain things. Well the present job has taught me a trillion things. One important thing that I have learnt from this job that how survival of the dumbest works.

Well the answer is simple flatter, flatter, flatter the parent..... Cause you don't have enough brain you use enough butter... Keep going guys!!!!

Est -ceque vous m'aimz encore?

The din of the traffic fades away
as your memories sweeps by
My eyes wells up with tears
Thinking this you did to me why.

You say you don't love me
But you still care for me though.
For me you are my life.
Wanted to let you know.

Evenings are full of expectations,
And so full are the days.
I keep waiting for you really,
Looking for you down the way.

The pains you give me sometimes
I often find them sweet.
But without you my friend
My heart tends to bleed.

There are thousand questions often
which I really want to ask
But two keep nagging
the back of my heart.

Did you ever really love me?
Did you ever took me yours?
The final question let me put it
Do you still love me so?