Like the phoenix from its ashes…..I arise from silence……

An end to an eventful day….little do you expect of a day when you wake up in the morning (other than when you really have something special in mind).

Its just another morning of fights with time and harmless eyelids. Its only when a day proceeds snail-pacedly that you start imagining about the possible things that could make it eventful…what if some of it do come true…miraculous !! And what if you plan nothing at all and all of a sudden a lot of precious things are thrown onto you for you awkwardly catch. Your hands are all filled…your focus is all on the balance…..but the tremendous happiness and ecstasy in getting surprises can’t just be candidly noted down in a casual write up like this…

I believe the future has a reason to keep itself under covers…after all its your future it should be joyous and what other joy than an unexpected beautifully wrapped present. What has made me write after all these eons? My relation with words had come to a temporary standstill…..life, beautifully glorious life, had somehow become a bit monotonous….I had got lost in the eternal switch on and off of days….but I had to arise again. Arise and embrace the lyrics of thoughts – words.


More, later.