BLOGGER IN NEED A BLOGGER INDEED

Half past six, getting off my bed. Not completely off the hangover the feeling something is waiting to be done, hit me.
Where’s my phone, I remember; it died last night, fucking smart phones I cursed.
Lazy to get off the bed, but still desperate for the mobile, there came the angel who always did went I expected the least.

"maa can you get me my phone"
unplugging it from my pc table she handed it over.
Logging in to facebook , there was the one new message notification , the most exciting feature of facebook  awaited me.
It was the link to my friend’s blog.
 
An immensely talented , but a weirdo like me who got the aspiration to write finally; posted a blog, last night....
opening it,  the first thing I notices was the title "LOL- life on leash"
fuck yeah, this is got to be great. But I was wrong. Her blog was much, much better, cooler than the title. It had this kick that every write-up should. Most of my ri8-up doesn’t get posted, because of this very reason.

After reading it, I felt happy, not only because it was more than a worthy piece of write-up that I read before I got off my bed. Because I know someone has just push themselves out, off their comfort zone, to show case their talent. And somewhere I too had my hands pushing them off to get there. It’s all just a beginning, I knew. There is lot to come. Her effort is paying off. After all this is what I can do, for one friend to another, for one blogger to another.

She knew she had the wings; it was for flying I told her. She didn't realize until she finally was off the ground, one mid night :)
http://goo.gl/37BKR

MOVING ON

                                                 

Tick tock tik, when the second hand of every clock swifts around doing its karma, we hardly realize that we too are expected to do the same . But hardly that gets into our mind. Blaming time for moving fast we hardly realize there are more than just time that we have to catch up. People are moving faster too.  Though we are familiar with the concept of moving on, we hardly accept it open heartedly. The main reason, the emotional quotient that is always clinging on to us. Emotions it’s the good within that brings out evil in us.

The fight between good and evil is what mankind is fanaticizing from its existence. What’s good, what’s evil, the debate is never ending. It’s all in the eyes we see it, no matter what. Happiness is all what matters to human kind and to achieve it, we are ready to trash expectations, broke heart and bomb cities. Happiness, it’s the cruelest word, that’s just dressed up and smiling at us. Tempting us to grab it, our life is a journey, a pursuit of happiness. You get it or not, that’s immaterial. Everyone wants to be happy, everyone wants to  smile, trying hard to retain the innocents from which we gracefully built civilizations.

The innocent of life is just washed off, like the water in the shores of beach. Time and again when the waves hit the shore, the sand appears new, shiny and sparkly. So is innocents, it just lasts a few smiles when a baby is born. After each smile, the innocent is washed off. Still we try hard to wear the smile, knowing it all lost. The grace, the divinity, the soul, its essence. Reason, we moved on. But could we have retained if we did not move on. We all know what the answer for that is. 

“It’s not who you are deep within, it’s what you to that defines you”

Move on, move forward, and dust the rust off. It’s obvious one gets in-between timeline, jump over them you might able to see a better world that’s waiting, wanting you to see it. But at the end everything is a illusion after all. When you realized that, the innocent smile is back. Back when you never expect it. That’s how things work; expect the worse, everything turns to be better than you wished for.