Live Silently

Silence – one small word but when you dig inside this word is nothing short of an ocean. In this occupied life where is the time for absolute silence, even when we are alone our mind is continuously thinking about some or other thing. When was the last time when you were free and was just relaxing with nothing in your mind? Truly speaking do you have control over your mind? Can it remain idle at your wish? Do you have command over your mind? Lately when have you smelled the fragrance of air or when you felt that wind around is quite strong. Sometimes we just need nothing but ourselves. We have forgotten that there is also one sole of ours that never leaves us; we can bank on that sole. Sometimes we need to commune with our sole because it is our sole that understand us best. No friend No pal No relative is the answer to yourself but your sole is. Let the voice of sole prevails, give time to you. Learn to accompany your sole in silence. Next time do not complain when you have nothing to do, at least for once admire silence then only words and world will seem beautiful. Sometimes do not do anything just LIVE SILENTLY.

Memories

Well it was a desired weekend. Ambika’s birthday and that too on weekend, what else could we have desired for and icing on cake was that Swati was here however excitement reached its peak when we get to know that Pallavi is also joining us. Consciously, sub-consciously or unconsciously we all started to plan surprise for Ambika.
Without any much fuss jam-packed plan for entire 60 hours was finalized. We started with Athena. So called house music, it was not great but who cares about music when friends are around to accompany you on Dance floor. We drank, danced, and drenched ourselves in memories. For a moment it appeared that we are back in college at enjoying somewhere down there only. Well we danced for 2-3 hours and came back. It was at home where local road-side dance started. Nobody was ready to sleep though everybody knew that we have to wake up at 7 as we had plan for WonderLa next morning. It was nothing less than some sort a festival and everyone was thinking that:-

This night should last long,
For us to do some ding dong,
This time should stay here.
To celebrate these moments rare.

Then next morning we were in Wonderla. From free fall to Maverick to Insanity we enjoyed each and every ride. Enjoying a ride was a different thing but to have your dear ones near and to do all the fun tamasha in ride with them is a different feeling all together. From wave pool to play pool to Rain Disco we were drenched in water, same way now we are drenched with the same MEMORIES.

To Start With

I was going through a blog, suddenly I realized that I also needed one, question arose in my mind that why do people blog or why to people write. People writing diaries or personal stuff is fine, people writing to earn livelihood is also fine but why do people like me write. I asked myself but didn’t get the answer, next thought in my mind was to write and ask other people. It was like to find answer to a question by asking a question again.
When you write deep down there is a sense of satisfaction. You feel delighted, and joy is added to it when the stuff got appreciated. We all need love, we all love appreciation, we all appreciate quality and when some known person/friend comes up with a average stuff it looks quality as that is the time when you can feel yourself in other person shoes. You don’t only read you feel the reading, this is the time when mind and heart synchronizes and produces trance that takes your inner self into control, you feel lighted, and you feel touched.