Flying Thoughts !

Everything moved upon

moved upon like this

Eyes open

demystified

hazy

No Excuses ;)

The phone had rung twice, and I just came to know then.

"When are you coming? What shall I cook for you today, your favorite food", Mum was asking excitedly from the other side of the phone.

"Mum I have huge pile of works to do this weekend; I can't come home," I said hastily. As always I was stucked in a meeting and was up with my excuses.

सोच- एक कडी

उस्ले भनेको जस्तै मलाई पनि नेपालीमा लेख्न शब्द भेटिन  छुटी सकेको थियो । हो, यो मेरो नै कमजोरी हो भन्ने नि मैले बुझेको थिए तैपनी शायद आफ्नो कम्जोरी लाई आत्म्सात गर्न यो मन जानी नजानी मानि राखेको थिएन। पागल मन न हो जहिले आफ्नो सोच लाई नै शही जो सोच्दछ, अरुले भनेको त कुनै माने नै राख्दैन भन्ने जसरी । 

"She" my Friend- III

'The metaphors for they had started speaking the then, it was nevertheless the same but however with passing time you know it moves on its own pace, creates its own language and deciphers itself in the  same manner', she said.

'We have talked as such a lot many times I guess', she was saying, 'but even then when we speak up again it's something new every time- New as something as afresh as the morning dew'.

Thingummy !!

And sometime there are such awkward moments in life; you feel like going and dumping yourself in a huge pile of nothingness, creep around or better get vanished... Feel something like a 'wroosh' of some unknwn thing comes up and you just get dissolved.