As I anticipated life just got busier in the later part of June - official commitments in more than one direction, the agony to affix available time with piled stack is already in the air, but then again its always been there with me... The 11th-hour hero when survival is at stake!

But in way its good professional commitments keeps me busy and don't let me be the pessimist I use to be once...

Things are moving slenderly, an upgradation from the stagnancy atleast but guess the extended drought have caused such a dent that invarialbly a lot of hopes get stitched whenever an affectionate hand becomes visible... Alas the irony of being empty-handed at the end of the day.

Hope! and some more... may be the only thing which may keeps one striving.

Next three weeks are important for more than one reason, quite interesting things coming up in the midst of packed professional front... but then again that's only one half of one's life...

...and the backwash it is, as it would be in the aftermath of a 4.30pm call yesterday... there was another call in the same time frame, same period of an year, in a different year 4 years ago... that one let it's symphony heard later on, this one wouldn't.


A sense of déjà vu they'll say...


Infact, those 22 m weren't difficult compared to the time succeeding the 22nd m till I-don't-know-when because you can only curtail your thought process to a limit by taking spiritual oaths to not let your mind stray off to difficult roads. But you can't practice it uniformly. There are bound to be moments when you'd be compelled enough and absorbed enough to scream WHHHYY ???

How does it feel when words from certain someone start killing instead of relishing as they used to once…

10 years pass by and Hache you are still unable to understand. Even though deep down a part of you knows why you had delayed leaving the excess baggage and buffoon’d yourself into trusting that may be this is it– earlier… Later it was tame emptiness and confined hibernation which trickled an old flame back again to extends which were to be brief, extreme.

But gave a lesson for life, aah always learned the hard way… but I daresay this one charged me a lot more than prior ones……indebted me till God knows when…

Life goes on, 25.01 is my real age my google age calculator updates...

...and it got over - the magnetism finally stopped attracting - the pride finally dented to limits surpassing irreversibility and stargaze disappeared to surface the cruel practicality...

Took 6 years, a stretched forth amount of time, yet such an anti-climax... meant to be something lifelong, only to fallout after few rainy seasons....

This world is getting a dangerous place to live with every passing day, the fear to lose everything even after rendering every bit of oneself is heightening and what one may receives as a receipt ?life long durable teasing memories.... Why O Why...

...and then they say Guys can't be faithful, truthful and blah... I nullify them.

On the positive front, at least I'm getting rid of the excess baggage I was carrying - most of it I carried despite being rotten with a fear of being left empty handed if taken away...

Oh well, life moves on so would I, bring it on...