When you thought that the world is so negative, all reasons failed…….I crib, I complain for reasons unfounded. Like a soul battered, you bear my agony and my words so sour.

I miss the laugh of the tinkling bell and the dance of the free spirit…the caress, the touch so gentle. Sweetheart, times is running and so are we…and one day I ll open my eyes to see that the autumn has arrived, not that I dread it…I shall be rejoicing its golden flakes with as much as alacrity as I do now… but the spring shant come again…the breeze with fragrance of youth and chances to play shant knock again…may we sip its youth, rejoice its beauty….for the clock stops for none….

God, I miss you…I shy away from prayers, my wishlist…for the tar of worldly pleasure and moss of worry settled upon me…forgive my errors & sins ..for the beleaguered me misses OUR time…the few fleeting moments  of peace in my erratic landscape… a self-created battleground of aspirations, dreams , failures and  motley of unspoken words.

28 :)

And when I turend 28, I realized that though the past decade was eventful, in terms of value addition...it no where compared to the initial years of my life. New trials, tribulations, swings, heart breaks, emotions and worldly bric a brac dominated the last six years of my growth curve. I knew the earth was round or the area of a square in side raised to the power of two or salt is NaCl but I never knew what the world or its people are like. Its only through experience that each day brings a new revelation. Earlier when the books had chapters on talent vs. experience, I always wonderered isn't experience an excuse to reatin aging talent. Never did I realize that the best taecher is not the one reading out loud in a classroom but is the one who is cutting you short, irritating you or pushing you in the queue. The greatest degree in not an MS or MBA but acknowledgement of people that they are there for you.

At 28, I wish 30 never comes but I do wish experience and learning continues. For stagnant water only breeds filth. Thank God for every time I fell and brusied my knee, thank you God for every rude comment that I heard and thank you God for all the people who love me for what I am.