A Blossom Swing

Being lost somewhere, it has been months since the last post. After a while gaining back my consciousness I can say there is no guilt left now and so I could dare to write something on that blank piece of paper. It is almost hard to believe what all could go happening when time gave you no reasons to make that possible.

For almost all those years, I have been believing you can make the people of your life happy even though you are not happy. Now I feel somehow that it can’t go for long. Being attached to someone can’t do that magic if you don’t cheer up from within.

I am not here to narrate a story about me but to come to a conclusion while considering a part of your traits and emotions. It is about being firm on certain facts. I agree, it is kind of impossible to keep yourself invariably into that realm of reveling and happiness. Nevertheless, being known to certain reasons could somehow help you to regain your consciousness soon.

So folks keep cheering up. Have a nice weekend…!!! J

Happy Republic Day..!!!

                                                                     #JaiHind

Music Mania

Outing with the folks and had a lots of fun. Music, Masti, Dance and Games. The melody of those six strings added some more entertainment to the show. To groove on the beats has no words to express.

#MusicMastiAndGroove

Playing "Woh Pehli bar" on Six strings

                                                        "Tum mile" Duos

A piece of Blank Paper

Disclaimer: I am sorry to say but this post may arouse a feeling of negativity and dismay into somebody’s head so it is recommended not to read the content below if you possess a character which is highly affinitive to emotions.  Can’t help it. L

I had never thought of writing such a post which would be written in such a state of mind when I had no message for the readers but seeking a message for the self. Eventually, I better considered vomiting it out what I couldn’t digest since a time back.

I feel like abusing and punishing those who turned me a coward for the time when most of us are enjoying the best time one could cherish about. I feel envious of those who got that smile on their face when time gave me no reasons to cheer up. It feels like shivering with that wave of breakdown as the time runs out and following that a vacuum which has all that dark space where nothing seems visible.

I had no clue that ignorance and self denial could ever be such haunting and it is quite unbearable to take it anymore. Emotional evolution is not favorable if the expectations are not met. That evolution should meet its objectives before it turns into an emotional warfare.

I am not a coward anymore and not even an introvert. I am not shy and not even that fragile. But, I have only that feeling of guilt that I could never write anything on that blank piece of paper. L