Nobody

Someone, a old friend whom I used to write
letters, probably could not enjoy those, asked to
stop. I asked whom to write then, the answer was
to none! Thats when I felt its the none I am talking to.
If you are talking to none, then you are also none!
But yesterday when I cut my face, the blood came out;
it was paining and I could listen that somebody complained;
was asking me not to do that. It was my body, it speaks to
me when I hurt him. I know one day he will also leave me
completely. I am stuck to this body or this body stuck to me.
I write these to nobody as I am a nobody. Long time back
at IITB someone told me 'nothing is personal'. I differ here
for nobody everything is personal. I count each day now.
Probably, I am waiting to stop this nobody and be bodyless :D
as I don't want to be so personal. 

That person

I woke early with less sleep as usual.
I got into the subway and reached. Then
I sat in the footpath before meeting that person.
I was tired, thirsty and sad. While having
some drink, suddenly I felt my tears are
irresistible; I got up and started walking.
I knew the place and also the landmark
but after a while I realized I was lost.
I tried to find out the way to the place
and so was looking for the landmark.
But nothing was in my sight. I was just walking
feeling very tired in the Sun. I felt someone is
not willing that I would meet the person.
I felt restless. After about a hour I finally found a place
from where I wanted to get something to show
that person. But that stall wasn't there that day.
I felt like crying. I decided to go without anything.
I went there and found a new stall but again did
not find that. I finally came to the place to meet that
person. I closed my eyes, I sat down. I don't know
if that person came or not. I left that place.
I was very sick by that time, I wanted to have some
water, but there was no water with me. I could have
bought but I was too tired to looking for that.
In the road I suddenly saw a person rolling on his
chest with a emty tray. I crossed him ignoring him
as I was sad. But after crossing him, I turned back
and gave him 1000 won which could have gave me
some water. I could have given him more but I was
still thinking about my own wish not being fulfilled.
I came back. After one day I am feeling may be that person
came to me but I didn't recognise.

...

Tomorrow going to meet which I want to
but did not discovered in last one year.
I hope I could see that which I want to.

Faith

Faith is all about how your sub-conscious mind attracts all positive energy towards itself..

When PB met PB

I met PB after 3-4 years! Last time when I met
PB, I was another PB, the proud one and felt happy.
I spend almost most exciting research time
of mine. I had a dream and no boundary. Little
bit practical and fully imaginative and dreamy.
I was proud to be that. Today when I saw PB
I felt happy and that PB hadn't changed much
but I felt bad at the same time as this PB lost
his imagination and dreamy look. This PB
is an ugly side of a living body and burning soul.
I wish if there is a third meeting it should either
like the first one or there should not be any meeting.

Death

There are more days when I feel dead, want to be dead
than to be lived. The meaning of living took lots of turns
during the journey and now it feels tired. I wait for the drop
of death like a thirsty crow or a thirsty man in the desert, as
I lost the meaning of living. I searched in wiki about it
and it says
""Death is the termination of the biological functions that sustain a living organism.

I  don't know how much of it is correct. As I don't feel alive.
I work to forget that I am dead. Its a postion of the achemist
before reaching the goal. The only difference is that they had hope
which I don't.  Being desperate for anything doesn't always mean
that we reach that! I feel like a alchemist who believed in destiny :D.
I know some of my friends will laugh at me  hearing this but this
the feeling I am having.

Dhobi Ghat

After a long time I saw a very nice story telling,

the "Dhobi Ghat". I like the last scene where munna

ran after shai's car and gave her arun's adress.

Among all the character I like those "hkat"s

Pahli chhitthi, dusri chitthi, tisri chitthi and the

akhri one! I don't know, I sometimes feel like of

her, think of quitting. Anyhow the journey 

was portrayed in a nice and simple fashion.

I hope Kiran Rao will come up with some 

more pages of her diary.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1433810/