yeah u can only experience some "adjectives" for some "nouns" but generally u dont get to read or hear them...
dunno where all did i lose the time when i was not posting my blogs here (yups, surely i was ALIVE all this time) or rather where "i" was lost..
life turned many degrees in between, at 1 time 180 n then 180 again to be back to track n then few more degrees..
i had been in touch with this love of mine "blogging" but more of in reading mode than in writing mode.. one possible reason.. i really started believing that i no longer have thoughts and feelings..
(no use of reading it again, u read it rt the first time..)
even rt now, i started here just coz i had to start and not coz i really got a topic..
the other day, smthng like this happened..
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me: mom, look @ d diligent efforts of those young ones bicycling to destination w/o knowing how big a hand it has in shaping their life's destination.. be it a cold,chilly day or a hot burning day, be it rainy or stormy, be it a normal day or festive day, they just have to reach tuitions in d pursuit of "aim" of getting admission to 1 of those prestigious colleges..
mom (interrupting): beta, tum bhi aise hi jaate the kabhi..
(dear, even u used to go to tuitions that way only)
me: (really :O) arey nahi, i cud never be that sincere (or was i actually sincere.. omg, MEE!!!) (yeah even i went thru that stage..)
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me: sahi hai yaar, just look @ those happy-go-lucky ppl, they r so very much enjoying being here together as if they have been untouched by "worries" of life till the date..
frnd: abey hum b to aise hi masti maarte the.. (even we used to enjoy our times when together with frnds) remember the time when we had just joined the co..
me: yeah (thots: omg, really i too had my best dayz yaar... it was like 'days when i was @home after office' were rare n countable rather than 'days when i was out of home till late nights after office'..)
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me: oh my, so many ppl here.. they really have no other work to do.. poora shehar yahin aa gya kya uth ker (the whole city plunged to this market only)
X: yeah, even ppl like doing shopping and all..
me: what do u mean by "even ppl".. i dont like it.. (thots: hey hold on, what m i saying.. i used to LOVE shopping with my mom or frnds at one time.. :-? really...)
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me: hey hi, what ya doing.. playing guitar.. sahi..
Y: yups, i hv learnt a lot more songs now.. shud i.... (voice drowning..)
me (already left the room, disinterested..): kyaaaaaaa..
(no sound.. i ignored too....)
(thots: hey she was playing guitar!!! matlab GUITAR!!! that wa ur only ambition to learn it in last dayz of college.. ur passion, ur love.. u wud stop whereevr u wud hear it or even see it!!)
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Z: have u painted anything yet on the canvas u got as a gift on b'day??
me: oh yeah.. i forgot i have a blank canvas at home.. neah yaar, that canvas has still not got the luck to be filled by me :P (thots: hey y i dont paint it, how can i forget what i was craving for 6 months back..
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and there is no end to this all... hey that sound is familiar.. is it "scooter" on the road..
or somebody is "laughing".. hain?? laughing.. whats that??
