STOP!!!

Stop!!! dats what life often tells me..Stop n think...think of what?? think of the next door kid who never studies n plays the whole day and how i wish mom had let me play the entire day when i was young n never study.think about the days when i spent the entire days think bogus n doing nothing..n today life says Stop n think about days when u think nothing at all...!!!life says Stop n think about the emotions that is gushing in your heart when ur best friend is leaving the city!! Stop him?call him?cry to him?or just stay silent n see what comes next.life says Stop n think of a habit u developed recently n finding it hard to chuck of. a habit which you are not proud of but still finding it difficult to get out of it.or just still idle n think of what to think!!!

People & Faces...

There is some faint connection between Monday evenings & blogging. I have often found myself scribbling words in notepad/word docs on Monday evenings when I have nothing to do n I am tired of taking breaks. While I was away for a while from my desk & taking a lonely break from the chaos of clients few faces flashed in my mind. Few of them being the people I was/ am associated because of my profession while some being those who are important in life. I was just trying to play a rapid fire game with my mind by asking it the names of people who are/was associated with me due to some special reasons. As for say I asked my mind who do u associate to when i say "Sad"..my mind promptly flashed the face of my colleague from my previous office(name not to be disclosed of various reasons)...n I and my mind suddenly liked this game. Well while I am writing this I also ask myself is this a game between my mind & heart?Maybe...dat is not important as long as my fingers get the flow for finishing this blog...

There are people in my life who has been dere for the past 16 years..n den after 16 years of so called friendship she calls me names when things don't turn out her way.Situations make me believe dat after such a long period of knowing each other there was no platform to sort things out. And there are people with whom i was not in touch for years but now when I am happy or sad i would want to call them. But its all a game of time...but only one relation where time could not play its wicked game is my friend/now roomie..she has been n always be someone whom i dont term as "best friend" but she is someone for whom i would want to give my self-less efforts if i fell she needs it. Time has not always been wicked. Time has also returned back my childhood friend from school to with whom i feel connected and today it does not take an effort to call her..it just happens. Someone whom I called 'association' became my best chatting buddy when we shared a common interest in photography..Strange is the game of time and changing mind..!! They together make a deadly combination.

When i say books the one name that i remember is Avik who has always been my best reading buddy..but it also reminds me of the guy who deliver me books from Flipkart..we both somehow remember each others face as when he comes to deliver books to others he gives me a warm smile. Everyone has somehow gave me something worth remembering.The guy with whom i shared an auto on an very wet monsoon evening on my way home from office who taught me how to convince an autowalla with sweet words. Or the chat friend whom i have never seen but has given me innumerable reasons to think about different things to write. Or my students mother who has through her own experiences taught me that You should give an ending to everything.

People whom we conventionally name "Friends" are they really friends?? And people whom we name "associations" are they really mere associations..?? They often make a remarkable change in our life unknowingly..as for someone whom i would only call an 'association' and is no more in touch with taught me how to cook my favorite dish...!!She is dere somewhere in my life even though i never mention or remember her. Strange but true..

confession

I don't remember when I sat beside him, asked him his name. He didn't tell me his name, but sang to me: "I won't be a name in your life, I would be your life."....