Was working in the office today.... Work was hectic from last week and pressure to perform was high. Suddenly my phone rang.. I said Hello... in a very low voice not knowing who is there at the other end.
A voice said hello... Then i realized it is indeed my Mom... Then she said come home early and do not eat anything outside i have made Your favorite dish. I said okie will come and hanged up.
After few seconds i realized that there were tears in my eyes. Is it because of work,boredom,tired i don know.
I don know is mother love behind it. Or even i don know i was hungry.
All i know is Watever i may be to the world.. But for my mom i m still her little who likes her a lot. Is it?? Or more than this.. Really Don know...
Thanks Maaa.....
27.1.09
12.1.09
HiBerNaTe !!!
SLEEP... has become a distant cousin to me. I am in no mood to explain .. the reasons for it !!!
So it is me @hibernation at its best :(
So it is me @hibernation at its best :(
4.1.09
being myself !!
I have been wanting to write for so long, I know this is my often repeated phrase in almost every post, but this time it's not because of a lack of ideas for a great lead, but because i was obsessed to write something.
What provoked me to write was not the usual bad mood or the unusual happiness. It was something I thought I had lost touch with.
Now that I am hoping you want to know what it is that I am yapping about, I somehow seem to have lost track of what I actually wanted to begin with. I digress..
After writing the above lines, still i don't know what should i do to transform the blinking cursor into words.
Still..
This is Wat i am.. i.e being myself.
Off late, got few comments about my words in the posts on my blog. But those words are just being me or myself. May be there is a lot or everything about me in the blog that a person should be aware or shouldn't be.
As far as i know it doesn't matter. The words in my posts are the reflections of my feelings which i cannot share with any of my close buddies.May be i would be criticized of not having good buddies to share those or I am not eligible to be sharing anything about me with anyone.
To some extent it would be correct... But this is how i am...
I write here for myself and to get back to those old memories. It is weird na?
But being in..
a life that leaves
a sign of pain
a life that brews
a sign of remain
a love for one
a life is heaven
a love undone is
a life of hoven
What provoked me to write was not the usual bad mood or the unusual happiness. It was something I thought I had lost touch with.
Now that I am hoping you want to know what it is that I am yapping about, I somehow seem to have lost track of what I actually wanted to begin with. I digress..
After writing the above lines, still i don't know what should i do to transform the blinking cursor into words.
Still..
This is Wat i am.. i.e being myself.
Off late, got few comments about my words in the posts on my blog. But those words are just being me or myself. May be there is a lot or everything about me in the blog that a person should be aware or shouldn't be.
As far as i know it doesn't matter. The words in my posts are the reflections of my feelings which i cannot share with any of my close buddies.May be i would be criticized of not having good buddies to share those or I am not eligible to be sharing anything about me with anyone.
To some extent it would be correct... But this is how i am...
I write here for myself and to get back to those old memories. It is weird na?
But being in..
a life that leaves
a sign of pain
a life that brews
a sign of remain
a love for one
a life is heaven
a love undone is
a life of hoven
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