Glittery!

Just like the theme in blog shows up,every one wants their life to be glittery and all golden.Atleast i do.What does my blog background remind you of? For me,it makes me remember festivals,carnivals,celebration, a romantic proposal,a beach side shack with dance and music,a holy temple studded with beautiful lights, a retro film,a reading room with a cozy cushion to lie down and read a book, beautiful me.Many many things.That is the power of mind.One small thing and millions of memories.And so is Deja Vu,it seems like it happened when it didn't,ever.Happens in my dreams,though.I remember family,friends in myriad ways, and such funny stories, that i fail to recollect the  weird details after :-)

Well,coming onto glitter,wish life could be just like that, a glittery background and a centre piece in between,such that whatever it is,it is always overshadowed by the glitter.And somehow strangely i remember  these lines from one of my  favourite movies :"hum sab to rang manch ke katputhliyaan hain jinki dor upar vale ki ungli pe bandhi hain kab kaun kaisa uthega yeh koi nahin batha sakta hai"

And yet,we dare to dream,every day!

Want to write fiction 55 but all i can think is sad surprises.Want to end in a positive note,though.


It was raining hard when she began shouting  at autowallah to stop.It halted with a screeching sound of water splashing at her dress.It was her first day at work.Looking at her watch all the way long, she got out hurriedly.He said "Life is short,have fun".Now,she is always smiling.




No idea how it was.

Haphazard Dots!

I have just put together watever came to my mind into a poem.Does that or doesnt that make sense?
Go  figure.

"I wanted to fly,but  they wont let me try,
The rain is falling outside,and am left to dry.
Two sides of coin,do they put things at ease,
when you are cold,you really don't need the breeze.
What to do and not to do,
Colors of life-  Red or blue?
Haven't you been focussing on the red dot all along,
you kept chasing it and it took you so long.
And when you are near,you discover that its the blues you have been chasing so far,
You are torn between two worlds- just at the wrong hour.
Millions of ticks late, you have lost your hour,
New clock to look at,you have come too far.
Hold on,coz the cycle repeats,
There will be many chances,till your heart beats."