Tanquillity Blankness and And a two year anniversary

Its been long since I wrote a post about random things!! This is because its never easy to be truthful to your thoughts, and its even more difficult to pen down truths. After a tough three months, I am now back to the familiar surroundings!! And I have been dodging all familiar "what are u going to do after graduation" question! Dodging it here too, i will move on to a thing that I know the answer for sure. How long have I been blogging??  Its been 2 years since I started doing serious blogging. 2 long years of knowing myself and enjoying the beauty of sharing with others, my creative thoughts.

Though my blog title says "I just write for myself", every time I come to my blog, I do hope for a new comment. I have got only 3 comments from ppl unknown till now. Only 3!! Possibly I should start writing some controversial thing!! Naa, not worth it. Initially I used to advertise every new post in multiple sources, but now have cut down on that too. I will not be advertise this post too. But from the next post will be back to posting on several networking sites.  It’s not a crime to expect abundant adulation for what one believes is true talent. Lolz!! 


I wanted to write something straight from the heart!! But bed is calling and sleep is finally knocking my door!! So thank you readers, followers and ppl who commented on this blog!! Good bye for now!! 

To be or not to be!!

Along the banks of the river Rhine,
I walk along searching for words that rhyme,
To mask the thoughts about the past,
And forget the deed i detest the most,

Connecting to you is out of my reach,
So i talk to my soul but cant preach,
“Get past the error and move on with a smile,
It was petty but not vile, To invoke such a strong rile,"

The hope of seeing the light in my paths ahead,
And reflecting off  the confused soul inside,
Wanting but not waiting for a milestone,
Or a noble comrade to guide,

But now the broken pride gleaming bright,
Clouding the trust I broke,
Taking solace that I at least again tried,
To mend, swallowing my pride,

Marauding on carrying a latent pain with glee,
I am soft, but not weak to again plea,
The optimist in me will always hope,
Possibly in vain that "that angel" in you will be invoked,

True to the words of L.Cohen,
"Like a bird on a wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choir,
I have tried in my way to be free"