Sunday, March 28, 2010

On my Mark, Getting set to Go..

A week of traveling, I got it as a bonus after I left my garden of dreams. The week started at the state capital. It was a different feeling when there was no assignments to be fulfilled on the next day. The journey back home started there. The night gave a terrific experience of the summer. But then, it was a pleasant journey. Back home, felt like a different world, with cool breeze touching the nose.

The idea of tracing back the paths traveled in school days popped up all of a sudden. After finishing some official works, left out. That was an amazing feeling. Non stop journey gave a feeling of being invisible. Truly invisible as I couldn't find any known faces on the way. It was also astonishing to see the places to have changed a lot from where I had left. Memories were lighting up the screen in front of me.

Its amazing that people always criticize when we do something worthy for humanity. But I was more amazed when people appreciated something I did for myself. Going on a pilgrimage, according to me, gives peace only for our own minds. When my week of journeys had pit-stop at a spot of worship, it was a sheer appreciation that flowed from all sides. But great feeling to get appreciated.

As the week ends, I am on the mark. Ready for the next race. The chill of mist at home is going to be missed for some days to come..

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Second Inning declared!

Days to come are for the analysis of the overall performance of both innings that had lasted through long seven years...

Monday, March 1, 2010

Afraid of the World

Yes, I am afraid of this world. The question of how to live here is disturbing me day by day. Whatever you do, someone is there to put the hot pan under your seat. Wherever you go, stones come straight up the face from nowhere. How to live? The deeper the thought goes the lesser the chances of keeping head straight. A world unknown and untold is opening up when steps are being advanced into life. A world of power. A world of dishonesty. Is this the place I should live in? Question marks remains..