As we grow up, life offers us a lot of lessons, some offered in golden platter and some not even worth talking about. I never regretted any of my decisions and I guess that is what which keeps me going on.
Born in a family where the list predominantly consisted of the don't-s than do-s. And I have made the most of it. Being the youngest I broke the tradition of being pampered the most in the family and worth mentioning that I never fell short of the guardian angels at home. Yes, I am sarcastic as the tone may not be well expressive. Friend always an integral part of my life, but now the friend-concept comes with a little difference.
Well to start with, my friend list never seemed to end. And I guess I should have been rewarded by BSNL for being their most highly paid customers. I often wondered what must have the reason for me to seek out so much. Companionship!
Once I'm back home from school, I needed a friend and not a guardian. I am not here to blame and they all did what they thought was the best for me. But somewhere I have always felt that I have missed someone through out.
My first love is no more first. The love now has become the last already and I just started the journey of my life; I do not know where I went wrong. I still say that I do not regret.
I love life. I enjoy life in its full swing. I want to breathe without an inhaler. I love love. And I want to be loved.
Born in a family where the list predominantly consisted of the don't-s than do-s. And I have made the most of it. Being the youngest I broke the tradition of being pampered the most in the family and worth mentioning that I never fell short of the guardian angels at home. Yes, I am sarcastic as the tone may not be well expressive. Friend always an integral part of my life, but now the friend-concept comes with a little difference.
Well to start with, my friend list never seemed to end. And I guess I should have been rewarded by BSNL for being their most highly paid customers. I often wondered what must have the reason for me to seek out so much. Companionship!
Once I'm back home from school, I needed a friend and not a guardian. I am not here to blame and they all did what they thought was the best for me. But somewhere I have always felt that I have missed someone through out.
My first love is no more first. The love now has become the last already and I just started the journey of my life; I do not know where I went wrong. I still say that I do not regret.
I love life. I enjoy life in its full swing. I want to breathe without an inhaler. I love love. And I want to be loved.
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I have always been curious with the ways in which people write about love or companionship or to the same extent friendship. The most cliched and sloppy pieces of unreadeable literary genius are produced on the same and that is the exact reason which makes me yet more curious. What is it to write about something as 'overdone' as these? But yet again the best of world literature speaks volumes for them (not to forget a great deal of philosophy too). Well let me put the blunt question here, so that you won't miss the woods, what makes you write about love, companiopnship et al? I mean to say don't you find it infinitelt difficult to even type a word when it comes to them? This is nothing critical about your post but because i face similar blocks, it is more of a desire to know. Cheers. :)
well....your comment came up with a lot of questions..mostly oblivious,,,
as far as my understanding goes..you must have come across a lot of blogs which deal with the same thing...when i wrote mine..i never thought of anyone else..its my life and the experiences i had..and its still on..i guess the bottom line is life goes on no matter what..and it is left in our hands how to make it beautiful and worthwhile...
down the line,, when we will look back at what we have done with our lives..and what we could have done...we should not regret...
we live it..and we love it the way we live it...
now its relative how we look at it..
probably we can discuss more about it...
well you know the argument bout making life beautiful falls into a certain social trap. i mean to say think about the beauty that lies in the lifelessness of everyday life. someone like Lefebvre would go to talk about it at length, saying attempts at bringing abstractions to everydaylife, robs it of the nothingness that makes it beautiful. actually nothing can be made beautiful if we stretch that thread of thought a little bit further. for example if you have read a story called "eva is inside her cat" by marquez, you will rather find it difficult to accept it as statement on the very basic category called'beauty of life'. it is so simple yet so hard to explain without telling another story. think bout it. hoping to hear more...
well yes i agree...but i believe it is completely relative..we really do not need to fall into the social trap to make things happen..i mean making that statement would be a cliche.
best thing is probably not to seek for the beauty but to find it anywhere.
i mean thr can be so many things that can be called beautiful..i mean if we sit and start thinking bout it, the list would be endless.
well will try to grab that book...thnaks for referring.. i guess we are deriving the same conclusion.. so cheers...
plz send me the link to access your blog..the site itself is blocked in here..so hard to access....
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