5 daYs to gO...

Biting cold, hands and fingers are shivering,. cool breeze was blowing through tiny holes of window panes, a warmth feeling from the shawl inspired him to play with words that day

Play with words as to make of your own,using those words wisely would not mean that throwing your world to reader but to pull them from their world to yours. The world taught us how to dream but this time it was quite sometime since He had written about anythin,no not written but experienced.

He would have loved to write like that.

He heard X'mass songs everywhere.. silver bells and golden stars signified him the dawn of new year,and He realized how fast a year runs through once life .With a sweet and silent music playing in his iPod , He went back 360 days behind to recollect each moment. He forgiven himself for the mistakes He had done, felt bad for those who got hurt by him, felt happy for those new people whom He met. He wiped his eyes for his heart-breaks, He asked himself what went wrong with old friends who didn't even turn up nowadays, remembered those who were/are with him always. A year went by in a short time, He decided forget the past keeping the memorable moments for the year to come. He reaped new hopes for new year, and started dreaming about his hopes for another set of 365 days. Hmmm not dreaming experiencing the life that is yet to come.

The daemon struck in the meantime, His phone started vibrating and then, He realised that, it was a just a dream, wiped his iPod as his tears splashed on it... So He forgot that evening, Cold clamped him to stick to his warm chair. and He finished writing this post, and it would feel pretentious for someone. But no one can understand the beauty of dreams to nothing but it is like reaching to the stars up there.

He logged off , only after realizing that his poor cell phone is still making noise. He smiled , picked it and said ... "HULLO!!!!!!!"



Inspired By: Happy New Year Wishes for the year 2008.

Never thought in wildest of dreams that i will be driving away home at 6:30 in the evening after a relentless day at office and being obsessed by the people around me.
Bangalore looked as beautiful as it could and i never experienced the chilly cold like yesterday. I was zooming on one of the longest flyover in B'lore at 50 KMPH on my bike with the breeze cooled by the winter as i could feel the air around my neck. My hands got freeze with no intentions of movement. There was a liitle dew falling all over to give me the company and then i reduced my speed to 20, just to enjoy the winter. Bike skid for 5 times before i reached home. May be it was showing its anger towards me for getting it out on a very cold day.

Felt like sipping a cup of coffee on the way, but with whom??? alone...!!!!! I smiled at myself and went home. Mom asked coffee????
Again i smiled.. atleast here i have the company and u need not pay for it too. It is a great thing to sip a coffee on a chilly cold day with your fingers locked around that steel cup, to feel the heat and making sound while sipping. has any1 tried it?? then i would suggest try once..!!
For every start there is an end, and yesterday also same thing for me. I ended my day with a different kind of experience for a change. By the way Change is always constant in liFe!!!!, and it had a happy ending. But still...

"पिक्टुरे अभी बाकि है मेरे दोस्त !!!!!!!"