My Thoughts

To be able to write, I always needed thoughts to be all clear and sorted out in my head. Despite the clarity, even to myself sometimes, my writing would tend to sound vague. More than the writing itself, its what I am trying to say that is always important to me.. Not flowery literary achievements, but getting those thoughts across as best as I can.There has been many a time when I would write out an entire post only to re-read and erase the entire thing, and it has been happening more frequently in the recent past. This blog was intended to be a potpourri. Did not have any literary ambitions, just a hotch potch of everyday things. Why? Search me. And maybe precisely due to the lack of that mindset - to Write for the sake of Writing also - I am now suffering a setback. Things I "just wanted to say" are not all that easy to put into words anymore. Strange as it may seem, I am a loner, by definition. You would not realise that all too soon about me, but then again, no one's ever tried to define me either. I love my solitude, I treasure it. There used to be a time when those hours I spent with my thoughts did me oodles of good. It made me more confident about who I was. Made me happy. And I would write about those things that used to strike me.. random thoughts that were precious because it was my way of looking at the world around me. But now, (for reasons I cannot fathom) solitude is not doing me much good. On the contrary, sometimes, I distinctly feel, that maybe I spend too much time inside this head of mine, and it is muddling me. Making me indecisive and confused about what I am thinking. I am unable to write anymore..I'm sipping coffee and munching "LAY'S" bloody i am working on five assignments which i have to submitted on ,2nd.January and the next on finance on 16th... I'm working ..for all. Though at this time i really feel like running away from this place ..my( M.O.P) faculty done his M.B.A from Wharton B-school ND his PhD. from Stanford...he is a big time..ASS.... i hate him. He spoiled all the new year plan..bhoo.. hoo ho... :((...newsy the buzz is that despite all this hectic.. schedule i take out time 2day to watch" Tare Zameen Par" ....wow..what a Gud movie ...Amair is a genies..as an ACTOR as well as A PRODUCER...ND that child artist done a superb... job...i love the movie ...it was gr8..i in fact.. shed few tears..all so..right now I'm attainding A run's call he's asking me about the post..curious mind...i told him to go ND read himself. I'm taking his help in asking few spellings ..he..he..he. He is one such a sweet- heart who ready too help 24 *7 hrs, nice fellow "GOD BLESS HIM" newsy i had an assignment to wind-up..so lemme go again ND start working. Rest I Write Latter. Bye:)

MERRY- XMASS

कोई दीवाना कहता है कोई पागल समझता है कोइ दीवाना कहता है कोइ पागल समझता है मगर धरती की बेचैनी को बस बादल समझता है तू मुझसे दूर कैसी है मैं तुझसे दूर कैसा हूँ यह तेरा दील समझता है यह मेरा दील समझता है मुहब्बत एक एहसासों की पावन सी कहानी है कभी कबीरा दीवाना था कभी मीरा दीवानी है यहाँ सब लोग कहते हैं मेरी आंखों में आँसू हैं जो तू समझे तो मोती हैं नही समझे तो पानी हैं