Ajeeb dastaan hai yeh...

A small little word, that brings in hundreds of memories......  the innumerable times someone felt sorry, sorry that u liked someone only to learn that he/she was sorry to have found someone more important than you, sorry that you sped ahead of the rest to learn the steeper u rise, the lonelier you become, sorry that your best friend's wedding turned out to be the reason for your deepest grievance, sorry that the more you try to make someone understand your point you actually end up making things tougher, sorry that the person you were concerned about replied back with a "you are making my life hell", sorry that the more you feel for people the more they take you for granted...., sorry that whenever you tried to find a reason to be happy it turned out to be quite the opposite..... 


No maam, words dnt hurt me no more, it's the actions that do, the actions that say "you are encroaching in my private space", the face that turns dull cause you came in the way..... 


It feels like every step you take, comes with the words sorry...!!

It's that time of the year again which so fondly reminds us of the years past, the lights of the festival, the deep sound of the drums and the memories of my home. The kaash flowers that inevitably heralds the news of the festival season. and the mid-term exams during school days.

Zindagi ...kaisi hai paheli, haaye
Kabhi to hansaaye kabhi ye rulaaye 

Zindagi...

Life  in itself is so simple and yet so uniquely different. At times we think not of others but ourselves only, at times the absence of a person becomes so stark that all of a sudden the realization of the fact that there were so many things that u would have wanted to do for the person, and the person just despised of it all...

Life moves on......  some hollows are filled up....but some hollows just remain.