Hey,
The thought of blogging is welcoming and me being an active blogger and an unapologetic believer will always succumb to what I think and feel is close to me - and that is, my blog.
I never realize the power of command. I've always been told about it and especially almost everyone around me keep telling: practice makes perfect, and now I see it for myself! Of-course it has strings attached. For instance, constant improvisation such as commonly simple terms and doings is required. It all make sense! I see myself now on different heights with clearer visions.
I think you are super annoying. Just too bad I've to face you every now and then. Its not my fault I chose to be where I wanna be. Its just my luck and I take it as a retribution for all I've done and said (with matters related of-course) in the past. Lesson learnt and noted. I will try my very best to prevent myself and by doing so, I won't be the same as you.
Reluctantly resisting but as the heart grows fonder, almost every routinely steps is a hoping excitement only to find disappointment and self-conscious.
I am random.
I am feeling tired and confused right now.
Tum chupa na sakogi main voh raaz hoon. Tum bhoola na sakogi voh andaaz hoon. Goonjta hoon jo dil mein toh hairaan ho kyun. Main tumhaare hi dil ki toh hawaaz hoon. Sun sako, toh suno, dhadkano ki zabaan.
Main hi main ab tumhaare khayaalon mein hoon. Main jawaabon mein hoon, main sawaalon mein hoon. Main tumhaare har ek khwaab mein hoon basa. Main tumhaari nazar ke ujaalon mein hoon. Dekhti, ho mujhe, dekhti ho jahaan.
The miles to go in a quest to impress others is never ending, and it will never end. So why bother? Especially when suffocation starts to settle in and its usually the case of a common man who happens to be the opponent. Ignorance and denial with dignity is the best medicine to this kind of habitual problems.
I'm sleepy and tired. I need the bed with extremely long hours of sleep.
ALVIDA!!!