Calvins Cloud

At different states in our lives, the signs of love may vary: dependence, attraction, contentment, worry, loyalty, grief, but at the heart, the source is always the same. Human beings have the rare capacity to connect with each other, against all odds.

- Anonymous

What I like ??? To the one who knows...

Very windy and pleasant weather in Bangalore today .With lots of things to do and not in a mood to do anything, I am just immersing myself under the cosy blanket I am now pondering what I like to do … not now but anytime say anytime of the day where you don’t try to postpone stuff over….Just like to do…Agreed am a procastrinate but my brain going haywire wondering what I like to do….

Hmm… I like to have tea all day all night basically am addicted to it; I like to overhear people’s conversation especially post exams ;I enjoy going to bookstore and picking up books and turning it back reading it and keeping it back on the shelf(though one of my dream is to have a library at my home with myriad collections); I like to watch rains making pittar-patter sound throwing just light splashes on face..cursing and then enjoying; I like to contradict myself..I actually enjoy it!!! ; I like to watch movies which shows super non-sensical stuff(basically super-flops) and laughing and rolling over..movies you can switch on and then switch off anytime ..not giving a damn to know the beginning or climax (though I donot like half-baked things but yeah see I am contradicting myself; I like good conversations; I like to catch hold of time and to manipulate the way I want; I like to cry a lot now a days crazy but true..you actually feel better…; I like unrelated stories ..I actually end up writing without any connections…In simple other words I like to loose track knowingly and unknowingly;I like inconsistencies which actually adds up spice and breaks monotonity;I like the way I am but I like to change myself…

I like lots of stuff and the list is endless…How can I miss to say about my life... I like my life , I am very happy with it-family, friends, my loved ones, who are always with me with their good wishes and advices..ready to help anytime ..who are with me for no selfish reasons but are with me …

And yeah lastly to add to above What I like?..I like to put the dots say at the end of some line or before starting a line.. where in I don’t know whether I need to put full stop or comma or whatever but just like that …I want to give a pause ..but want to continue with some connections…

Follow the rhythm of life

I don’t know what topic I want to write for. I just felt scribbling down upon different facets and pricking truths that profoundly impact the mind.Though this is going to be my second blog but if you view it its going to be my first blog cos i deleted the first one.The first one I wrote a year before.And i dont know why did i delete it...

So what I am here for...I am just looking back days that went by. Looking and thinking about things, people which makes sense and which doesn’t make any sense at all. I always have the perspective of thinking more about things that could not happen or that didn’t happen rather than could/would happen. What if I do not ever meet people who are with me now or whom I expect to meet. What if I could not make my promise. What if I do not meet my expectations. What if I loose my loved ones. What if loved ones loose me. Myriad of morbid and probably definitely moronic and sometimes splendid thoughts often perforate vigorously and stirs with fanatical assiduity in my mind.My thoughts are beyond my control.It just keeps flowing uninterruptedly and with no definitive reason I guess..And complicated to comprehend too .Sometimes they follow some rhythm and this poor soul try to connect the dots to give it some meaning but sometimes the beats are so fast, the tune so haphazard that most often I am lost searching for the dots ..forget about connecting...This is what Life is I guess.

Life is unrhythmic(dont know actually know whether this word exists, feeling lethargic to google ..).And soul like me in this brutal but forgiving place(contradicting myself) in connecting the dots fails to notice the fact that first and foremost dots must be in its place with proper spacings, fit in its place so as to give it a meaningful shape and purpose to make it happen what it is intended for.Nevertheless, we haste and end up messing up whole stuff and painting and dotting a picture finally depicting what it is not meant for and making the whole space ugly.

Oh Loads of Philosophy and unwanted stuff I guess...I suppose I will try to write in my next blog something concrete not amorphous like this one...