Me Myself and the crazy world

कभी कभी यूं हो जाता है .... The day was fresh with the last day's downpour. And then suddenly certain things happen which appear trivial normally and go un noticed otherwise, but today as was driving along the road to this "work ground" the scent of wet earth tickled the memories and nostalgia set in..... Its been similar days when we used to have so much fun as children, coming to our hometown was always joy during those days as now. And what more, with all brothers and sisters together it was one heck of a life. How clearly do I remember our gang leader, Kukku didi, who once encouraged both of us brothers to come over with her to Nainital while she was living there in a hostel and how we pleaded in front of our mothers and how emphatically they refused for how could they leave us alone, and now that same gang leader a "mother" by herself. Though she hasn't changed a bit with regard to us, still wonder what her reaction might be in such situation... And now

The days are passing by and life is going on its usual routine. Though in such circumstances it appears that there is nothing worthwhile to note down in words, still to be true to oneself, its really these days, when all anxieties are ostracized, that are worth putting down. All that goes on is not trifling, and am living to the heart's content. What can be better? Though the pursuit that appears to have failed, keeps lingering and I know not to die out and not keep trying, its still the small moments that are counting these days. The moments when, though I make myself appear foolish, there's immense laughter around. And still some people ask why do I do this? I may say why not? I am aware of what I am and capable of then really nothing else matters. Or really does it not? Well, being true, some things do matter and their pain lingers. But am always comorted by the knowledge that everything happens in its time when I know that my way is correct and so are my desires. And then

Today as i savour the words of "like the flowing river",it feels like its just all my ideas in ink.And how it comforts with the feel that i am in company of someone so alike,though not in flesh.Its a reminds of all those beliefs that drive me,but of which i was unaware.Knowing it and that too at this time is sheer joy,when i was losing into contemplation of my own recent actions, and inactions that have borne some fruits to my distaste.When it felt like things were giving way lest my dire efforts,when even after lowering my self esteem to the extreme to pursue and hold a friend along,all efforts had failed just as the other person is not ready to listen rationally and post it out... These words come to the rescue..."because of this,I never leave until tomorrow what I can do or experience today-and that includes joys,work obligations,saying sorry if I feel I've offended someone,and contemplation of the present moment as if it were my last."...so though people may

I get up in the evening and I ain't got nothing to say I come home in the morning I go to bed feeling the same way I ain't nothing but tired Man I'm just tired and bored with myself Hey there baby, I could use just a little help You can't start a fire You can't start a fire without a spark This gun's for hireeven if we're just dancing in the dark Message keeps getting clearer, radio's on and I'm moving 'round the place I check my look in the mirror, I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face Man I ain't getting nowhere I'm just living in a dump like this There's something happening somewhere baby I just know that there is You can't start a fire, you can't start a fire without a spark This gun's for hire, even if we're just dancing in the dark You sit around getting older, there's a joke here somewhere and it's on me I'll shake this world off my shoulders, come on baby this laugh's on me Stay on the str