He wrote with panache. All that anger in him, he penned it down with grace. People read him ,loved him, and above all agreed to him.

But then all this came with some criticism. Anyways, that was a part of his work.

One day he met a girl. A girl who was unaware of the world. Always jovial. Carefree.
For him, it was love at first sight.
For her, she didnot care.

He approached him, but again she took him casually. He tried a lot to impress her. But then she didnot budge. Some people are not made for that love thingy,u know.

His heart broke. he was angry and he wrote more about it. That was known as her best work. Uncriticised work.
PS: I dedicate this post to ritesh thakur..

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He woke up from dreaming and put on his shoes

started making his way in the past 2 in the morning

he hasn't been sober for days......

pondering for the future and for her future mate.....

The sudden realisation of urgency makes him more impatient with every passing tick on the clock. Search for it inside, outside around and beyond...only to ask himself what he is looking for there? Can't think straight, loss of focus, never knew that a void this huge existed within him.....

....................denouncing for the thinking that he possesd on that night, he wiped his tear at 3, smiling at his foolish thought he woke up, went to the washroom of his hostel, splashed the water on his face and said...

where were you

when everything was falling apart?

all my days 

were spent by the telephone

which never rang

and all I needed was a call 

that never came.....

 PS: It was a crap idea in the mind of blogger to come up with the idea that resulted in a demistifying blog. Sorry it was just the writer's mind BlOcK.....

gud night 

--praveen

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I write …

For me
My thoughts, my words
On my space I like to describe

For you
Some humor, some whiplash
My opinion, open to yours

No flowery words, no desire to please
I write that I feel befits the need
Of my mind, my heart
My thoughts and my belief

Yes I write
Of stars naught nor moonlit nights,
No kisses and embrace or armored knights

And so I write
Of you, of me, of us
Of love, of life, and struggles and grit
A tale of life as is.

and yes I write …

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So, finally I am back to yada yada yada on my open digital diary. Year 2010 proved to be one of the most memorable years for me. In this year I abdicated one of my best friends. This year taught me how to identify the masquerade friend among others.

Well, after such a long time (then anticipated) I came here just to pour my feelings and for the ablution of my past sadness. I deciphered that whole year I kept on thinking about my life, destined to what to do in future and obviously  was trying to recondite about love. But all proved to be in vain and finally I came to know that I have wasted my 1 year on such a useless thing “LOVE”.

By the term USELESS I don’t mean that I have lost faith in love. I want to tell you guys (girls & boys) that love is just an abyss. You can’t measure the deepness and the width of love. You can’t give the exact definition of love and you can’t even predict where your love will take you to.

I tag year 2010 as “memorable” because in this year I found somebody, so dear to me, a lost friend 8 years back and deciphered the naked face of one of the person whom I was thinking the best buddies of mine. I successfully completed the 3 semester and turned out to be 3/8^th of a mechanical engineer. Overall I can say that it was a year of mixed interest.

Looking back into the compendium of my digital diary I came to know that I have scribbled too many useless thing in 2010 which resulted in abjure for 2011 for not doing so. Before I should proceed further I would like to make clear to you guys that I am not a writer, whatever I scribble here is just a feeling and for that I am not going to put any disclaimer.

I also agree that I was not true to my blogs last year. I will try this year to be very much true toward my blogs. This year I will prevent myself from any scrimmage between love and friendship which have become a trite in 2010.

With the hope that year 2011 will give me a chance to explore something new, a platform for becoming a good citizen of India and above all the expedition in the field of learning something new, I stop my writing here only.

--Praveen

PS: Happy New Year!!!

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