Befuddled

I don’t know what to write. I don’t know what am thinking. I don’t know what to say. I don’t know what things will be out when I finish what I started writing. I don’t know if at all I will find out what stupid/ inconsequential things I am thinking right now. I don’t know when this day will get over…not that I had a bad day. I have no idea if ever this confusion/ worry/ unease (even that am unaware of) will be at bay after this. I don’t know if a graphic card is different from a SIM card. I don’t know when these random sentences starting with ‘I don’t know’ will stop. I don’t even know why am writing this. I don’t if I am going out tonight or not. I don’t know if I am really writing what I am thinking right know. I don’t know if I have something in my mind or not. I don’t know so many things but…..you know what I really don’t care to know what it is that’s bothering me.

Am happy not to know so many things in life because I have many other things to think about like…..god why do I have such negative thoughts.

The Shoe Story

And there it was. My perfect match. My perfect golden shoe, with sequined bling on it. As soon as my eyes fell on it, I, as a bee to honey, was pulled towards it. I felt that it was pleading me to pick it up. And I did. Oh yes, I did. I fulfilled its plea. I was happy. Rather I was elated to see the perfect thing ever made on this planet. I put it down and tried it delicately- like it was made out of tissues or tulle. I guess that’s what it is called…..never mind. I tried it again. But alas it was one size smaller than my BIG feet. Never hated my feet this much. I thought lady luck is always with me. But not today. I was, with my displeasure, informed about the unavailability of another pair.

WHY ME…WHAT DID I DO TO BE TREATED THIS WAY? WHAT DID I DO WRONG?

I felt dejected & ignored. I tried to make myself come to terms with the truth. I promised my heart that I’ll make amends to it.

So, I did. I went to another store and looked around. I felt my heart skip a beat.

YES, I fell in love again. There in front of me was the perfect pair of heels…..and it was d perfect shoe that was ever made in this world.

Dreams & Aspirations

Talking about my dreams is somewhat difficult. I love to travel and see new places. Until a few years back I wanted to be a globetrotter visiting the unknown places of the world. I love adventure sports and have tried my hand in white water rafting and the next thing in my checklist is bungee jumping. I like to dance and I can talk for hours. I can’t sleep without reading at least one page of any book and love to ponder over random things. I sometimes love to sit alone and think about things that matter to me. I used to write a diary but maintaining a diary in a hostel is dangerous and I have suffered the consequences. In future I want to be a globetrotter but that’s not happening soon so I will be satisfied with a good job and a good life.

BUCKET LIST

I wish I could swim like a fish,
And travel the seven seas.
I wish I could fly,
And cross mountains like birds do.
I wish I could jump from the edge,
And fall in the pit of eternity.
I wish I could globe trot,
And not think about my worries.
I wish I could go back in history,
And predict the future as it is now.
I wish I lived in a world of no religion,
And not segment myself as a Hindu.
I wish I had the freedom to be just me,
And not care about the society.
I wish I had enough wishes,
To live my dreams out loud,
To be aloof and sing and dance,
Or be lost within a crowd.
I hope all my wishes get their wings,
And let loose out in the horizon deep.
I wish I could experience utopia and bliss,
And still feel my pillow weep.