And Then...

after a hour-long silence, finally, the telefone started ringing..everyone calling..new year wishes.. and then...with much anxiety you log in and send e-greetings to all people..receive few greetings..smile...got out..party hard...meet your friend's friend and his cousin's neighbour's friend....exchange phone numbers..feel tipsy..drive back...crash in..wake up late...exchange new year wishes..then, glance over that phone number...wait till evening wondering if he/she would call...and finally you call yourselves..blah blah blah...
every new year has a similar beginning..walking along..when you get tired..somewhere you just sit and ponder..why we celebrate..whats happening is just a rolling down of numbers...the dates..and celebration is called because its january again..and some good man in history told that jan is the 1st month..now, what if march is the 1st month..then feb 28th rocks..simple..finally..its just the euphoria that everyone is having fun..nothing more..oh! no..i am not a cynical man here..i myself am having fun..and i am already feeling tipsy..which is why i am writing this.. after i shut this off...i will just catch up with stephen hawking ie.,. a brief history of time..because 31 dec or jan 1st is all about that..movement of time..the flow of time..
but tell me, didnt some one say "time doesnt move..its only we who pass through it..having assigned some numbers to days and nights and position of planets"..may be..who cares... better sing "aanewaala pal...jaanewaala hai...ho sake tho ismein zindagi bithadho..pal yeh jo jaanewaala hai.."




Current Mood: Feeling Better
Current Music: aanewaala pal...jaane waala ai...

its easy...to write some crap..and its far more easy to use those 3 wonderful features "cut copy & paste"...but what do we write? sorry, if generalising is a sin here, let me introspect myself..."what do i write?"...nothingness,emptiness, emotions,joy,loneliness,ecstasy(dont worry..i am not into narcotic business) ...blah blah..all those wonderful words which define various feelings we experience in life..all these feelings trapped in the cages of words..and here,on a blig..they are out..as if some paintings are exhibited in some art gallery..ok..the only difference is that paintings are under art section..and writings..like these are really art-less...still..what drives me to key in this..just nothing..its another act of selfishness..to drain out the nothingness suffusing in my mind..and blogs are wonderful things to do that..but whos on the receiving end? i take no claim on the irritation or frustration or whatever..which diffuses into minds of the guy reading this..chill out..its really nothing..

Current Mood: Confused
Current Music: mozart