Introspection via pen. .

 It’s like always when I sit with pen and paper, thoughts are many but only few take shape of words. Sometimes writing about feelings helps when life has taken turns and changed dimensions. It emphasizes the obvious that time extricates events of your life and what you respond to them makes you the ultimate you.

To give explanations to certain things that happened in my life has always remained bit difficult for me. I just know events took their course and they just happened.The demise of my beloved granny and hard times in family are some of those events that occurred in my life recently (I have survived that and things are a lot better now). And you know it’s always your battle. You are all alone sorting it out for yourself. It is you who goes through a particular turn of events and people can only ‘try to’understand you. They never experience what you go through so how do you expect them to ‘understand’. Cribbing and looking crest fallen is worsening enough. You need to figure what to and who you are at that particular measure of time.

Turn of events and pages
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To aid myself out of such situations I started jotting what I felt like. It was when I was fifteen I started writing dairy entries and my feelings about situations. And trust me; every time I do it I meet a new girl inside me. Those girls inside me are are hysterical,insane, immature, not particularly buoyant when it comes to sea of emotions, funny and at times insightful. The habit continues but it’s been long since I have vented any form of sentiment through my pen. The way it used to be done earlier. Anyways when I return back to that it’s always an overwhelming sense of déjà vu.

The time has changed me or I have changed myself with time it’s tough to say about this dilemma especially when I am hunting self amid all the circumstances. But I do find a lot about myself.

Penning down your ideas, dreams and thoughts is like having an exchange of pleasantries with your innermost self. It’s always fulfilling and enriching. It’s one of the things that connect me to sheer happiness. I love to see my journal’s pages inked with words of my heart. I love going through them sometimes in leisure, it always provides me with the sense of self-discovery. I get a fresh view towards life.

Hopes, spontaneity and my journal. .

Introspection via pen always brings out simultaneous thoughts on paper and spontaneous me!!!!!! What do you do when you feel like you need to vent?? I would love to know. Share with me in comments.

My road rave outs. .

My clock tells me its 1:55 am now and I am typing this because I feel strongly about Roads. Nah! I am not drunk. Trust me; I am talking all sober, stifling cute little yawns.

Of all things on earth, Roads connect the world. These roads, paved or unpaved, busy or secluded and in more philosophical sense right or wrong are of different characteristics and patterns.

 Thoughts.....sur la route!!

Not dispelling the magic that roads do in our lives I feel roads say much. Yeah, roads speak of inspiration, hopes, and new-found freedom to reach the destination. Roads always take you somewhere. They encourage you to move . . . move ahead always.

I have a belief that roads can act as one of the best catalysts in the decision making process. The roads take you out of your cocoon, your comfort zones and the horizon of your thoughts expand giving you an apt mindset to decide your life’s best decisions. Taking a closer look, decisions, and choice of roads is analogous to life. And how else can it be?? You discover this weird thing called life and you need roads. Don’t you??

There are outer physical roads and journey and there are inner roads and journey as well. The former takes you to places and the later makes you reach the life you lead.

And this man Imtiaz Ali, I love him for making movies live Highway, Rock star and Jab we met where roads and journey play a vital role. He understands my road love.

 In love with roads forever…Winding up, I would thank heavens that we have ROADS . . . After all, there is a way to everything!!!!!

Who cares?.. loongi or disco…

The other day, I was just humming a popular track, the loongi anthem…disco mein jab ye ganna bajega, on the floor aana padega, loongi ko uthana padega...step kar k dhikhana padega…and my mother who was listening to my crazy droning was in all smiles. And she rolled her eyes and was like…"beta kya ga rhi ho? Kitne illogical ganne banate hai ajkal log? Batao disco mein loongi pehen k kaun jata hai??" My laughter was irresistible. That was just a specimen. Yeah, she had pointed out correct! And I never pointed out that despite hearing the song hundreds of times and grooving to it. How oblivious are we? This oblivion is everywhere around us. There are many incidences likewise which urges us to stop and think the uncomfortable truths that we ignore every day. There are many illogical happenings around. Alas, we ignore them! Or even if we get to know about it we tch -tch a little, plan to clear out the odds, it takes a full swing and then its over…… the momentum which its start catches dries up in the middle and towards the end it’s all gone! God knows where? We just get carried away! 

Our generation is ignorant of sensibilities. Yeah, it’s common to hear from folks. But the question is ..ARE WE? Are we are very much occupied with our headphones and smartphones? Are our lives are all around the plasma screens and social networks? Is it what makes us ignore and forget many small things which are of magnitude? Well, we must look for an answer sometime. We are living in dangerous times where anything just ignored can be fatal. Be it your shoelaces or the threats of not returning home in one piece, which our days offer us.


And kaan khol ke soonna… its always not about an illogical lyrics that we go on buzzing around carelessly.  Ask yourself and you will come up with the illogical things that surround you and you just continue with it. Stop..! give yourself a pause, don’t get insensitive. There are things to be done and ends to be met. The days of our times breed possibilities if we don’t just ignore them. Who can change the lyrics this hit loongi number..but you and I can change the illogical fishy things around if we are aware enough not to get carried away!!