Some day!

Initially it was prosaic,collection of rhyming words which I thought were giving wings to my imaginations. Words too good to be mocked at! Pieces of writing that no one would comprehend easily due to difficult show-off words. Not that I wanted to flaunt something, rather I was in a phase of hiding emotions,instead of letting them flow I used to wrap them in over-adorning words. Kid that I was!

Then came a phase when I decided to be judgmental. Although what I hated most at that time was to be scrutinized by someone. Yet I wrote articles in context to every little happening of the world. I couldn't connect with them, neither could any one else. After all who cares for anyone Else's views?

Nowadays I am suffering from write anything whatever creeps in. My mind has so many potholes that I really don't know what do I write? for whom do I write? and sorry, its not self satisfying too. Sometimes I do not feel like reading those things myself! What a loser I'm turning out to be!

May be someday by strange,sharp turn of destiny, I might see a beckoning light to hold my hand.Sigh!!!!


Santalum odysseys...is getting lost,blindfolded and misguided!