For a friend....

What should I scribe?

Words do they fail me now ... at a moment I desperately want to express my feelings to a person who unknowingly became a part of me........

Destined to be together for a very short span of life,we started as collegues..But how and when I took him as a good friend? the question still intrigues me..

There were times I mocked at him... made a joke of him His ways words attitude behaviour.. anything and everything of him I criticized... Was that for to make him smarter ?

I was just trying to make him realize his weakness his flaws in my own way.. May be the path was rude but you cant question my motive,my dear friend...

Anyway he was a good friend of mine..

A shoulder to cry on...

A soul to depend on...

A support to hang on...

At those times I needed them the most....

dev..............

Couldn't even realize that she was moving away from me....

The one I loved more than my life....

I have my own actions to blame

wasting away a soul so naive.....

Freedom.........

Have you ever thought what exactly we mean by the sentence..."Let me Free"?
However it feels to me everybody takes birth in this world as a free soul but the from time of birth he is chained-emotionally.None can lead a life he wishes , he lives his life not for him or rather not the way he wants to according to the wishes of people surrounding him......

Then why the hell are we talking about freedom.?

Mistake

Lonliness,she wrapped me inside
Her chillness,diminsihing my shame
Too proud ,I was to shout
The love ,for her I felt
Enormous the lost I incurred
for the silly mistake comitted
Never thought I will live
My past it will haunt me to grave.
Chances I missed to upheld
to upheld my love
Now it depletes me inside
The way I let go my world

My first Blogg...

Lemme start my blogging with the reason i got attracted to blogging....
It all started from the blog page I visited two or three days before- that of a person,I secretly admire,APBoss,my senior at college. May be his talent to write is that I admire. Folks,believe me he is a wordsworth in making(oh surely if he continues to write as he used to in his college days.)

Then the foolish disturbing thoughts I have ,those sometimes make me go crazy...I felt I have to liberate them instead of allowing them to contaminate my mind.........

Yup these are the two reasons I started blogging.....