A strange topic, for a person like me...but as nobody is reading this blog might as well introspect on the web.
It is the one thing I want to do..I just have'nt found it yet. I keep hoping it is something respectable and ordinary and sometimes wish that i wake up one day and find out that my life is just the way I want it to be.
But you know what? life is never perfect to begin with.It has many things you might realize..eventually.. that you will want to change. The first step is the realization.
The second step is changing it..duh...but the third step is replacing it with something you want...and here is where I'm stuck presently.
I am not sure what I want to do with life. I know the attributes it needs to have.
I should love every minute of it...I should revel in every moment of its ups and downs..I should be able to sacrifice my sleep, my food and almost everything i hold close to my heart for it.
doing what I want to do in life must make me the person I want to be..so...all the best to me... :)
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Thursday, December 03, 2009
Dec 3rd 2009, Waiting for a train..
Listening to a song about Daniel going on a plane to Spain,
I was sitting in the station waiting for the local train.
I was going to work- it was an ordinary day,
started and continued and was likely to end in the same way,
every day from this Jan to this Dec did..
And then the sky opened and it started to rain,
first a little drop came and another and another came again.
gently it feel onto the platform
and finally the stillness in my heart felt within it a storm
the song faded away,
and the darkness of monotony became gay
people scampered for cover, but I stayed my ground
not everyday does it rain in chennai with that rythmic musical sound
The trees became vivid and green
around me was a beautiful scene
I took a picture of it in my mind,
so that, if i felt low that day I could rewind
to the time I was sitting on the platform seat
and watching the sky and the earth shake hands and meet
while I sat, my heart was dancing in the rain...
until the train to guindy came.
I was sitting in the station waiting for the local train.
I was going to work- it was an ordinary day,
started and continued and was likely to end in the same way,
every day from this Jan to this Dec did..
And then the sky opened and it started to rain,
first a little drop came and another and another came again.
gently it feel onto the platform
and finally the stillness in my heart felt within it a storm
the song faded away,
and the darkness of monotony became gay
people scampered for cover, but I stayed my ground
not everyday does it rain in chennai with that rythmic musical sound
The trees became vivid and green
around me was a beautiful scene
I took a picture of it in my mind,
so that, if i felt low that day I could rewind
to the time I was sitting on the platform seat
and watching the sky and the earth shake hands and meet
while I sat, my heart was dancing in the rain...
until the train to guindy came.
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