Wednesday, March 31, 2010

A DREAMER !!!!



Dreams ….million thnigs have been penned on these so called dreams.Everyone has them ...some are too practical to even think of ‘em, while others are too passionate bout their dreams. I still remember my fresher’s day in college when my Principal said - DREAM BIG!! even if you are not able to realize all of them, in the process of trying, u’ll atleast attain half of your goals. No harm in dreaming big but it hurts when dreams die,it's like glass pieces shattered from a heightened place. In life's race, some are winners n some are looser. Hope is what we have beneath us that keeps us going. Though life gives hundred reasons to frown, I know there are better things to come.  I hold to that distant star… thinking of all the good things I could do . Dreams, never let them die….
I call myself a distant dreamer

Monday, March 1, 2010

FOR THE GOOD TIMES!!!


A Cuppa of hot tea, Elvis Presley and me….yet anoder Sunday noon. It's already 1 pm in the noon and I'm having my first cup of tea. Thanks to the late night party at my cousin’s flat. It definitely was a great weekend since I met them all after a long time. Old forgotten childhood memories were rekindled. A fun filled conversation followed by a lavish dinner made it a perfect one.
 Sunday noon for me is nothing but indulging in my favourite activities.. listening to music and while Elvis sings FOR THE GOOD TIMES in his legendary voice, I relish the long forgotten sweet memories of my childhood wid my cousins, the things which were once taken for granted now become ‘luxuries’ - rambling in the hot sun, making caves out of the heap of sand, climbing trees, chasing butterflies, collecting those sand shells, believing in the non existing ghosts, hunting for the imaginary hidden treasures , bunking tuitions, taming rabbits and doves, playing in the rain, sneaking out of home at wee hours was all so much fun.it was a different world altogether where everything was so perfect -either right or either wrong…n then I wonder why we grow up . why the time flies away….why cant we turn back time again?..all questions remain unanswered … for those good times are never gonna return………

A Stopover at Gretna Green

Reading history and classic literature books have taken me to some of the fantastic places in England and in UK. One such place is Gretna ...