Walking down memory lane

Loneliness

2008-11-16T01:46:00.000-08:00

The world is full of noise, it is full of people... but still there is enough free space to allow one to feel lonely... lonely amidst a crowd, lonely amidst all friends.... this emptiness sometimes kills.. sometimes it gives immense strength to face the world... sometimes, it is like a burden, which becomes heavier and heavier with every passing moment...

How can you come out of this loneliness?... easy, just do what I am doing right now... let out your emotions.... anywhere, in any form... just speak your heart out... you will feel much better... I am feeling much better now... after the long busy week, you have every right to need who would pamper you, who cares about you... you have every right to ask for love and attention from the dear and near ones... but what if, they are too bogged up with their life?...

Don't feel low, as I was feeling this morning... do whatever you love to do... but don't sleep... it will nurture and enhance your loneliness... believe me, its a tried fact... rather, read a story book; if you can draw, try to capture your imagination on paper... but the best of all, write about your loneliness... you will feel much much better... right now, I am feeling much much better... do I sound like a preacher??? I am not... I am just a lonely person, just like any of the uncountable lonely persons of the world...

Reincarnation...

2008-10-10T07:41:00.000-07:00

Life takes such unpredictable turns at moments most unexpected, that you never know, which way to choose... Life gives you two options, and you have to choose one from them... and you know what? Maximum people end up selecting the difficult path...

I am also no exception to this... I have willfully chosen a life, which will be full of challenges and conflicts every day... I don't know for how long, but, I know, I have to face a lot of obstacles in my future life... You won't believe it, but, yes, this is me... I still cannot believe myself, that I have come so far away from my life... This is in all sense a new incarnation....

Do you believe in reincarnation in a lifetime???????? I didn't believe in it... But now I do...

O Mountain, I love thee...

2008-04-17T01:36:00.000-07:00

How important mountain is in my life… I have learnt a lot from the cold, rocky mountains… for me mountain is not inanimate… it breathes, it grows and it feels pain as we do…

My first step on mountain road has taught me how to face life… how to overcome the challenges of life… yes I am not perfect… but mountain has taught me to excel within my limitations… when I went for rock climbing for the first time, I experienced the fear of height… What if I fall? What if I get injured? But the moment I reached the top, and then came down again, it gave a strange satisfaction… I felt like the rock I was climbing was no different from me. I could feel life in the cold rock… it did not hurt me… it did not throw me off itself… it was my friend, who gave me support to overcome the hurdle…

Since that day, I have found answers to my questions in the mountains… the mountain, which is apparently lifeless… from the mountain I have learnt to survive in extreme condition… I have learnt to grow silently… I have learnt to be determined and confident… from the mountain, I have learnt to face the truth of life…

Love?

2008-04-16T05:51:00.000-07:00

Love is such a complicated thing... yet it is the most simple and most cherished relationship on earth... Love between friends... Love between mother and child... Love between two soulmates... Its so sweet a feeling that many are ready to die for Love... Love knows nothing... it comes in its own way... at its own time... Oh God, Love is such a heavenly feeling... Isn't it?

My Favorite Poem...

2008-04-15T23:03:00.000-07:00

One of my favorite poems... Whenever I read it, I feel like wandering in some hilly region... reading the poem, I kind of forget all my worries.

"Daffodils"
by William Wordsworth

I WANDER'D lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretch'd in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.