Shpongle - Around the World in a Tea Daze...one of my favorites. listen to the whole track

and i keep wishing...

my diary is exactly 3 feet away, at a diagonal angle. and yet i am not able to move and get it, despite several efforts over the past few days. but somehow, posting on my blog seemed easier. it feels as if i want to disperse my thoughts into the universe where they would spread and fade away, and not come back to me. i want so many things to be unreachable right now. 


we all repeatedly yearn to go back through time and make things right. reality hit me long back, and i knew it wont happen, its worse than a dream or any drug to hope for such a miracle. today i want to run away so badly, that i have even lost an inkling to get myself back. 


yes we keep saying running away isn't the option, but hey! it is. it needs to be right now. i want to cut off from every one. i have begun to love this silence. my silence. my lack of words. i like it, hell i love it.

its as if i can see my past again. those dark days of depression when i forgot to even smile. i resided within 4 walls, in darkness and silence. i somehow like it more.

more and more.

For Mam

Every moment, enveloped by cynicism


A reassuring hand on my shoulder


Nudged me forward
Into the

clouds of confusion.


With a rock solid faith


That I could not believe

A pin prick when I need it,


A token of love when required


Cautious but never pressing


Love in abundance, 


With a shining light to guide.

No promises here


Nor any reigns.


Just respect


For all we do 


And what we are.

All I wish is for that hand to stay on my shoulder


To pat me when it’s proud


And slap me when I’m wrong


For it is only respect that I have


That I am pleased to give.


For I am not worthy to be that lucky.

~k~


14.02.2012


UpDatE

An update for a change, I want to include my photography in this blog. A talent I seem to be losing lately, yet trying to keep it alive. I have some very old pics in this blog, which I will be updating very soon. A progress from mascent 'point & shoot' to photography.