the MOUNTAIN DEW hi-five!

At the beginning of my story I have to mention, the joy you bring to my life is immeasurable. If happiness gets naughty, its you, my perfect friend.

The best moment I lived....

Someplace!
The sparkled white grains of sand, and the huge blue sea stood before my eyes. Such a joy to see the waves crash to the shore and listen to the music of waves. One can feel its strength and power rejuvenating your inner self.

"Why settle for white sand when you can have a little color?" He held my arms and walked me through the tender soft waves, my eye-brows frowned and my foot stumbled.

As the sea breaks and claws the terrorist waves, my soul crept "take air away from me but I wouldn't want to get inside these waves". Every-time a wave hit me, a shatter went through my back. I hated him so much for doing so.

But he filled in me, the courage. The courage let everything in me sink, like the sea. The fear, even the turbulent fear of the crashing sea... in me everything sank.

And , the best part : we lay dead on the shore, bearing the sole, relentless tender waves hitting your mind, body and soul - head to toe. My thoughts slipped to silence one by one and the turbulence inside me had calmed down.As I wide opened my eyes against the burning orange Sun, they rose to the limitless, heavenly ever-blue, sky with wandering white clouds. I wondered where it started and where it ended. I turned towards my left, I saw the white foamy waves dancing along-side under my wide opened arms and my ears soothed to the jazz of waves. I felt strong enough to conquer human race.


and the caged bird sang of freedom!

Are you lost?
Keep looking up.You might not find answers for everything, but then you wouldn't feel lost anymore.

A journey ; like a nice masala tea!

Hey there!
A sneak-peak at how the star - namely me, did only things that are right to to the planet... #naah... right to my nervous system. And, a force - another star; waking me up constantly from drifting into darkness and adding some STUPID to the JOURNEY. A friend for a life time: like the rain-bow after a hurricane.
 
I was having a nice day... and  then I remembered it was Monday! Now where'd the weekend go?
But I managed to make it up for the weekend.

Journey to a place - UNKNOWN 

The radio blared as my "chocolate" raced down the narrow two-lane interstate. The sun, high in the sky, burned bright yellow and the light was scattered throughout the car. On either side of the interstate sat miles and miles of thick jungle, full of huge trees, with withered leaves, which the summer wind had carried with it, and tiny bushes scattered around making room for the wild animals to hide themselves. The lush green tea plants uphill mixed with the moist climate, made the color green more pleasant to our eyes. Tiny water drops kissed the leaves which the trees held. The jungle also opened the stage for the lovely birds to sing, dance and rejoice.

I felt like a bird, flying up in the sky, sensing the freedom, resting on the tree I liked, and doing everything I wanted to do. Crazy things I tell you. Taking a stroll down my memory lane and thinking about a lot of things which weren't right. I told myself DELETE, DELETE, DELETE.

I was having a nice time. A time of my own. Pleasant, soothing, adventurous , fun-filled and exciting with a sweetheart who cannot get mad at me for anything. I guess! I am sure he had a tough time. Everything about the trip was just perfect, but, the camera. Sigh! Yeah I forgot!  I had never missed something so badly in my life.

Also would like to include a piece in my blog about the hotel "salt and pepper!". We barged into the restaurant, looked through the menu, placed the order and waited. Quite usual! But the twist, we told them, "we have some shopping to do and be right back in 15 minutes and also we were in hurry and asked them keep the food ready by then!". And we did not return. Accept our apologies. 

Everything I wanted to know about my life were too afraid to ask me. As he rightly says, "Who wants to live a life of necessity?". Couldn't understand how this could affect my "real life". But it did.

During my child-hood , while playing any game with my friends, most of the time I used to get myself out for my friends. My darling grandma used to warn me.  "Play the game for yourself and not for others!" she used to say. I used to snub her. But now I know why she said so.

Peering through the window I asked myself a question, not for the first time, with tears almost reaching my lips,
You gave me life, now show me how to live?!
You know even I wanna LIVE and not just SURVIVE..... and then the Noah’s-Ark-heavy, torrential rain roared down!