Yesterday, I lost the stone-studded silver lucky ring while shooing away some flies. Some says its unlucky to lose gold and silver. What unluck more is going to come, I wonder…

This tag was playing around everywhere for a while long back, so since nothing else to blog, but since I want to blog, I am picking the tag without being tagged by anyone! I am not sure what five things I can write about which gives insight into my nature or behaviour to others. Hmm, let me try.

1. I hate tomatoes. But I can have them in the form of tomato ketchup or raw ones in salt, or along with burger.

2. I play veena a bit. Music has always been a passion, and veena I did learn for some time as part of it… But I don’t know why, I am not able to sing or play veena when someone asks me to do so. I really do hurt my parents cos of my this behaviour.

3. I get irritated and angry very fast, but I cool down instantly. I am extremely sensitive and emotional and think too much and can ponder over that and this and the results of which you people are reading this blog. So enjoy!!!

4. I used to or was an addict of Hindi serials. Rest of the time I used to sit glued to pc and if you ask what I will do, if net is there, I spend time browsing that n this, if not, I will check all the thorough analysis of all the folders, and if found any softwares, I try them out, or if I get any software, I install them, try it out, uninstall it, and this will go on till the pc gets stuck, which happens very fast usually. Don’t worry I do that especially if its not my PC!

5. I don’t know swimming. There are lot of sports and exercises which I have not played. In my young age, I wished to take participate in lots, but either my health or some reason or other posed as hindrance. Similarly roller skating, table tennis, badminton, squash (Did you know that I used to play with ball alone by hitting onto wall, and using my hand as bat, to imitate the game of squash!) are few games I had in my wish list. I used to play carroms with appa (carrom-specialist!!) and chess with the neighbour boy (to whom I lost all time )… Hmmm. Those were the days…

These discussions started with me and my friends long back itself. Discussions regarding the beliefs of religion and the existence of God. In all those discussions, I used to agree with them, saying that, ya, I too not sure who is God, why I am following the prayers, etc etc. I could not give a satisfactory answer to myself that time. The same conflict used to happen with me and my mom too. Her extreme devotion and the rituals and prayers used to drive me mad sometimes. Its not that I hate these rituals or I consider them meaningless, but just that anything over-done is unacceptable to me.
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I had plans of writing some blog posts, and had already written few, but not feeling like publishing them, cos it does not represent my state of mind today. For few days now, I feel like writing some cribbing posts, then felt cribbing is not a good thing to do. I am also getting angry at silly things, for tiny tiny events happening around me. I feel such emotions are felt, when some matters disturbs our inner state of mind. Strange is the human mind which generates so much emotions and associated thoughts. We have the anger, happy, sad, disappointment, pain, blankness, blah blah… And if not through one, it find its own way to be expressed out in some other form. Anyways I do not want to write a bad post in such a mood. Also I dont think anyone likes to read or cares about such rants of mine. Dont worry readers(if any), I will try my best to come back soon… I guess I ranted too much already. Aint I?? Hmmm…

The waves are roaring to meet the shore,
The winds are blowing hard to reach the unknown,
Even the sun is setting in the horizon,
And here I am, standing on the beach, forlorn…

The scribblings on the sand have been washed away,
Making us remind that nothing lasts forever,
Time is moving ahead straight without even a side sway,
And here I am, wavering as usual, with past n future…

With streaks of tears flowing down the cheeks,
Memories fill in this stupid mind without invites,
Across the window, rain is drizzling out,
And the times, oil was poured in the fire in the heart,

Now, the woods have been cut, torn apart, and set to fire,
But no one near to withstand the blaze, beside the pyre.
All are cowards; why to blame them,
Even I was not strong when I wanted to leave them,

The destinations have been changed and the road is new,
Deep within, voices are crying out to the friends few,
Life is calling me to give myself the strength to move on,
And here I am, stand-still, with no seed of life to look upon…