knock..knock..It was not the usual knock on door last day. 'thud..thud'...I hurried to door expecting courier boy for delivery of book. But they were a group of local boys collecting 'chanda' for upcoming durgapuja this month. (someone tell them about knocking manners).
Suddenly I realized how time flies, last year the same very time how I was carving to come home and buttering my team leader for one week leave, and this year I'm already home. Season's changing with a hint of winter in air. Stuffed shopping marts, crowdy markets and discount banner hanging all around the city, Needless to say the festivities are on. The season of blessings and happy memories ring along with every wind that blows in the city. It is hard to resist this fever that makes way through your kinetic senses and then throbs in your heart, making it beat faster. The excitement swims through to you. It is unmatchable.
And I could not have been quieter.
Suddenly I realized how time flies, last year the same very time how I was carving to come home and buttering my team leader for one week leave, and this year I'm already home. Season's changing with a hint of winter in air. Stuffed shopping marts, crowdy markets and discount banner hanging all around the city, Needless to say the festivities are on. The season of blessings and happy memories ring along with every wind that blows in the city. It is hard to resist this fever that makes way through your kinetic senses and then throbs in your heart, making it beat faster. The excitement swims through to you. It is unmatchable.
And I could not have been quieter.
Over the past few weeks, I have been quiet. I sit alone in my room tossing back and forth. These past weeks have been the richest of times. I have been successful on so many fronts and failed drastically at others. But mostly, I realized that I am just alone. I am not a loner.
It is disheartening to see that I am getting estranged from someone whom I held too close. Feeling for that someone is getting alien as days passing. We have grown into two different people capable of our own worlds. Although its not the same as I had always wished for me but on the positive side, I have been able to be in the life that I have wanted myself to be, kind of. I walk on the road with this pop-smile that dons itself on every single time. I cannot agree I have been happier. It does irk me acknowledging that people are looking at me and yet the harder I struggle to conceal my smile, I fail. Like I said, another of the monumental things that I failed at.
As I am sitting here, giving words to my flawless thoughts I could realize millions of little things that are waving at me. The festivities are about to spread themselves like wings and the mission is simple. The mission is to be happy. The mission is to let go of the things that were happily fading in the mist of the past. Why do we have to give them the pulse to keep them reverberating silently in the warmth of our hearts, making us cold in turn? Why do we have to blame the world for every little thing that happened and for everything that did not happened?
There could not have been a better way the things could have unfolded themselves. You and I, we just need to imagine better.
In a happy note I know that all of us can not keep in touch at all time, but I wanted you to know that you are in my heart! Please just remember that there is another person going through what you're going through and that you are not alone. Most of my known ones don't read this blog but just want to let you all I wish you a very very happy festives this year.
It is disheartening to see that I am getting estranged from someone whom I held too close. Feeling for that someone is getting alien as days passing. We have grown into two different people capable of our own worlds. Although its not the same as I had always wished for me but on the positive side, I have been able to be in the life that I have wanted myself to be, kind of. I walk on the road with this pop-smile that dons itself on every single time. I cannot agree I have been happier. It does irk me acknowledging that people are looking at me and yet the harder I struggle to conceal my smile, I fail. Like I said, another of the monumental things that I failed at.
As I am sitting here, giving words to my flawless thoughts I could realize millions of little things that are waving at me. The festivities are about to spread themselves like wings and the mission is simple. The mission is to be happy. The mission is to let go of the things that were happily fading in the mist of the past. Why do we have to give them the pulse to keep them reverberating silently in the warmth of our hearts, making us cold in turn? Why do we have to blame the world for every little thing that happened and for everything that did not happened?
There could not have been a better way the things could have unfolded themselves. You and I, we just need to imagine better.
In a happy note I know that all of us can not keep in touch at all time, but I wanted you to know that you are in my heart! Please just remember that there is another person going through what you're going through and that you are not alone. Most of my known ones don't read this blog but just want to let you all I wish you a very very happy festives this year.
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