Jst Like That

haven’t written anything in quite a few days now….Its there at the back of my mind, but realized it more prominently when I read a friend’s blog today.

He spoke of the rain and its effects on him and the normal circumstances..

And still nothing comes to my mind, no thought flashes through…its raining 4 days now…and except a small surprise on Friday of the few raindrops, nothing

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I wonder why it is so ? Why should nothing strike so compelling that one cannot stay without putting it on paper??

Good or bad or ugly or exciting or frustrating….anything….that strikes a chord so deep, it has to be told, be shared, be declared, be dared….



Hell for that matter, don’t feel like writing…Even if I am doing this….am doing it effortlessly…but heck, there’s no real excitement, just a backlog to be finished

out of obligation to the profession or whatever one would wish to call it…its been 2 weeks since this mail started…….and I want to finish it and mail it



Why do I want to mail it…perhaps like to torture ppl..being a accredited sadist…. J

Or maybe just a way to say hi…missing u…..would like to have a blast with u……..to fly to the winds and touch the clouds……to release n unleash the hidden spirit

back to the winds….the one that is limitless n boundless……



hmm…the empty words fill us with so much joy n anticipation….wonder y ppl don’t……..