esoteric thoughts

life has been such a lesson..at this point if you ask me (imagining u actually r interested to ask me), if i were to squeeze the gist out of the experience of my life so far..then it'd be only one thing: Its all about the journey, not the destination...just like the wooing period in a relation...the thrills and cute anxiety that we feel for that special someone gives us lots of kick and it all fades away(in most cases) once we attain the other one...Once you get something, you take it for granted, and thats where you dont feel the 'kick', the 'intoxicating essence' and the 'rush of blood' when you wer wooing her...I would forever want to remain in that "in between", transitional phase, when you're on the threshold, on the edge and you want something to happen so badly...and the thing is in front of you..you just wont let it happen..sumtimes this proves to be dangerous cuz all things in life just cant wait for u..so this is just true for all those moments which u knw can be felt only once in a lifetime and which have no further future...I'd rather practise this for things that I bump across in serendipity....its difficult to remain in such phase for long, we just wanna gulp down the moment and get what we want..onli to realize later that wish the courtship went on for long..its similar to the food that we eat..if the food we eat is just gulped down the throat, any dish would be just the same..but we relish each bite, suck the juices out of it and let the taste buds enjoy the marvellous feeling of that exotic dish and finally we gulp it down...so give time to ur relation, relish it...enjoy the sadness, madness, happiness and never rush in gulping down..else any person for that matter would be just another dish..ok now enuff of my non sense..take care, have fun and do what you do best..:)

almost a whisper...

To start with, I came here out of compulsion..cuz I have no place to sit, I have no laps to sleep on, no person to render me some solace and give me assurance that things will become better, no one to tell me that they understand what I feel and that its just a phase and it'll pass soon...I try to forget what happened, and it feels like the very thought process to arm myself against the tide makes me more weak...I try to be what I'm not...Every sane person that I meet advised me al my life never to become someone I'm not..They didn't put a small asterisk with such a good advise that this doesn't work so well when things are adverse, when your world has fallen apart...when you're being subjected to hatred even when you didn't harbor a malicious intention for all the bad that's happened in their life... To be strong, doesn't mean you just face the reality when you knw that its gonno hit you hard and make you weak..I dont understand this vicious circle...To be strong enuff to face the reality, you should be numb, so that the pangs of emotional attack pass through you just like a heart surgeon puts you on anaesthesia before performing a bypass surgery....If we were kept conscious while d doc operates on u, u'll go dead before anything else starts...and even now, who's there to listen to me..I tried going to d circle of ppl with the hope that they'd listen to me, but sadly didn't. I tried poking ppl on facebook thinking they'd poke me back and make me feel that atleast someone is there who thinks am good enough to be someone on whom you can spend a second of yr life...I tried talking to ppl who are unknown to me, hoping that someone wud b there to talk wid me...all to vain, finally this virtual world is like d end of tunnel..this blog is here to let me write what I want..giving me a hope that someone wud hear the whisper of melancholy...and we say we're all humans..I think this website is more human than us, for it lets us be ourselves and lends you an ear as if its listening..it gives me a ray of hope that somebody will listen...somebody will listen the whisper...almost a whisper.....