I tried to find.....

Achooo, achooo!!!

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When I entered that area, I found lots of dust; it required lots of cleaning.

Yeah the time of year has come, when every corner of house is cleaned until it sparkles like a diamond.

Diwali time!

But that’s not where I am. I have entered the area in my brain which I left untouched for long time. It has memories and lots of things which made me come back to them; may be just for a while.

Each fold has thousands of small details of past events which were once moments of joys, and some of sorrow too. Recollecting all of them, I try to find the changes which time has bought in me and in my surrounding. My mind very beautifully handles the situation and tells me it was an eminent past.

 “PAST” a drop of tear, fading smile on lips; and I realized how small distance words travel, to change something from “PRESENT to PAST”. Just lost of few words and diminishing minute details alters today.

I try to rejoice it again, and I thank new technology and Polaroid contribution for itJ.

Like a mother, my mind holds my hand and tries to say, “Let’s go it’s too late”. And like a sweet little child my heart looks towards her and says,” Can’t I stay little longer please!”

Since I have entered here it would surely take some time now. My heart like a curious child will want to know it again, and yes my mind like an old lady would have forgotten the details. Slowly she would make my heart sleep in her laps and close the beautiful chapter.

When the cold breeze would touch me again,
      I promise I will pay my visit to life which is hidden somewhere in these tales…….

Wake me up when September ends...

A post for sure was not scheduled for today, but isnt my title enough to satisfy my urge to write today J.

A beautiful song from past brings with it just not the lyrics but strings of emotions attached with it, and sometimes whole bag full of memories. It’s important to cherish to retain their flavour something like soft soft corn, baked on coal, dipped in lime with a tinge of salt, isnt it yum!!

 It is not the only thing, which made me write today. But a blog, which I read, it was very simple, and I could easily connect with the person. The oddles of emotions made me feel excited and yet brought out a short and simple post.

“Summer has come and passed 

The innocent can never last 

wake me up when September ends"

Just simply how the lyricist of this song tells us, our life is so much like seasons, 

"with summer it brings us memories of our childhood,
  Going to our nani’s house and playing all day around, with rain the days; when getting wet was easiest option, and winters is just another indication that summers are not far away!”

So have a nice time with this wonderful epic song J