Thursday, 29 December 2016

ZOOMING IN TO MEMORIES..

Once i sat upon the topmost corner of the hill. Alone... there were trees,birds fluffing around, the grassgreen carpet & wide blue sky. I turned around. Is this the eternity and ecstasy? I could seen nothing expect the wonder of the nature. Since i had nothing to do but only feel the nature, i went searching for myself.
The camera of my thoughts zoomed inside me. Each and everythings i went past; i saw many things around...
So much of nostalgias, The memories which were good, best, most, bad, worst, haunting, surprising and what not. I thought about things that have happened before, those of which i love to ReLive or ReFeel. What if i got a chance. Well that wont happen..
There were numerous moment which; when i think i just shake my head out and blink my eyes to get that thing out. Those worst moment, that awarkward moment..
Some of those which cannot be cleared out from the memory even after ages. Those which i want to change if i got a chance in million to relive.. those which i would have rewritten the scripts. Thinking of one such moment i came back.. blue sky is turning bit red. Sun had got the alarm to switch the duty..
Things come, change & go.. but some of the memories are framed up in big-big potraits in the wall lining up at our head. Which were hung using much bigger nails. Those which are hard to remove and no one can steal it. Those which degrade with the passing time and those shine up with the passage of time.  Wish only for happiness & happy things happen those stay in forever rather those which be nightmare.. 

ABOUT ISHAđź’™

Since all these time you have been viewing my blog And obviously ending up reading a few post you may realise i have got a bit of madness in me. Well am not normal in the sense that as usual ones. Well am'nt braging myself..
Here the thing is that i dont want to be like others. I want my uniqness to be shown off. Tried hard to scribble myself in the description at "home" unfortunately only 500 characters were allowed. So thought why dont a post itself decribe me than a short description.

(Again" am not braging myself)

Well i am simple girl with some extra in the ordinary. People say i have a different attitude about things around. A right and wrong in each. Who always be on stand with a decision. Am too cold to be hott.. like always be on board with I-DONT-CARE thing.
I am to be independent, Even lonliness is my goodfriend. I love being alone. The Word alone is also a different thing. In a sense that being alone at a place where no one is present is different from being alone in a crowd...  So here i get frustrated in the crowd if am alone. But the utter loneliness has always shown one of its shoulder to lay on.
I wish to make a change through even it isnt a drastic change. For the world around me i could contribute something by my own to bring a small change in this big world.
Also Am the one who doesnt wish to be considered with the knot "She is a girl" well quite feminine. I culd brag for equal rights as others.
I have a dream.. i have a quote.. i do have an aim..  i dont know how much i work for it. But for sure that dream would be out in flying colours. Even under much of stress i can give a wide smile & thats my strengh i can show ☺

Smiled widely..
  loved dearly..
    hate passionatly..
       felt truly.. ❤

Monday, 5 December 2016

DATED 13-11-2016

Today A big thought had caught me. Was I born with this writing skill, or I was born to write. I dont see my writing skils usefull during an examination session. Then somewhere i realised I write when so much of emotions are braiding around me.. when my heart aches for soo long time; when heart go still for sometimes and beats far alternatively. Yea Am writing now. Which means i have a bit of heartache right now.
Its that i feel like a puppet dancing and acting for someone and everyone. Just for the sake of others entertainment. Am i not that accomplished as a person? This is my question. How much is my victory as a good personality?
I always think of having a pluckcard around my neck saying I-AM-NOT-BAD. Yes am not that a bad girl. I have my goodness somewere. My true potential is somewere.  I dont think everyone is aware of that. Neither people agree that am good or bad. No one could really judge me in this. This is what i call the personality failure.