An Angel....

Does anyone believe in angels …yah …obvious…
As we grow older we find it so kiddish…girly stuff..or they are just imaginary characters to please kids.
Then why as kid we hear, believe..look out for them..
Why in christmas we hung out socks for santa to put our present in???

Pratical, like the rest of grown ups we bury in our hearts and act like one.
Sometime i feel like laughing at this...why not?
People donot want to be the way they are...just for some other(God know who) they want to be someone they are not....I guess...I am no different either....

Sometimes, I let the little kid, the little girl play its tantrum..I know people around keep saying making me realise ' Grow up...stop acting like a kid...be more matured '...they donot understand and... I donot... All I know is its just one life,why cannot anyone do wat they want to...i guess most of time we are confused or wondering...or the society..is it right as a grown to behave this way ....ahhh..

Like i believe in signs...I do believe in angels...yah they donot have wings..they are not dressed in white...they donot float on clouds....They are one just like me more human..
Sometimes I honestly feel i like the kal ho na ho type...serious...maybe...claiming to be serious typeo...may be i might be...God knows..some angel would make me smile ..change my life overnight...(smiles)..funny to think also...filmy (smiles)

Well,I guess I always look out for angels….yah …I do...sometimes i try being one....
All a sudden i realise i just have this life, this identity..i would be gone oneday...practically mixed up with earthy element(Wind,water,fire,land)...

All I want to do is now...days are going shorter..year vanishing...year of life, like the grain of sand slipping out of my hand....I kept going ....

When i look back ...I feel.. I am the gardner in a garden..look after a plant..in the tough years..be with it ..gave it a life ..and when it was at its best ..blooming, and reaping fruits...when i suppose to enjoy that ...I happily looked at the other plant and its tough years...and cycle continues....but i guess the plant was always angry ...that i ignore it...when it was at the best...but the truth was i always watched it ...every plant has been dear to me...but no one ever understood it...

Was my thought mean/ wrong...I donot think so..
In all this where am i...slogging...working hard...no one saw that.
Am i being the angel...even if so...i am looking for angle...even more funny...
But, till date i never found my angel....

I wonder now ,do angels exist....may be not...they really donot?
I just think, it would be better to cling that angles exist..and for me ....
I still continue being the gardener...

SoulMate...

A smile run across my face....
I guess every person sometime have the thought about soulmate...Everyone has a dream about how the soulmate should be .....Someone who wants you for you...not for what you could do for him/her...but, the person you are.i guess there should never be self interest attached.

Soulmate, who care who you are, who is intersted in your interest,has unique way to say he/she cares, loves, and would always be by urside through all the high low...thinks for you...helps you.., but should be from bothways

Be your strength.Makes you cry sometimes with those silly jokes, just to see tat smile after the cry...like the sunshine after the rain with rainbow i guess...

Be your adviser ,let you know wat u deserve or wat you donot. Same time is also a great critic...help u be better person.Adds on best for yourself to you yourself, does not change you but make u look another side of you.Be patience, to listen to you when you are angry/sad/excited/in trouble. cares for you in every little thing you do ,want or wishes for.Who wants to do sometimes things what you like.Wants you to be happy always....

Intoduced you to yourself, to your soul....is truely a soulmate...but it always works both ways....

Obvious it is to have a smile yet tear at the edge of eye for some one you care, some one you love...someone you consider as your soulmate....speaking of how you miss but with sweet memories in heart, when your soulmate is not around.

A glance ....the smile..that kills....that warmth in those eyes....which melts you down...,the though brings a smile and makes you feel the world is so beautiful....wanting you to be with tat person always.....I know, I am thinking of my soulmate......as i write .

Marathon of Life....

After a long time....back...but with a marathon of life...

The other day, i was thinking(as usual) why do friends leave ,and then reappear again...why do friends simply leave and never be seen...Friends from school/college/office/hostel/.....

One time ur best friends in school/collage/office ...another time strangers no clue where gone...."gone with the wind .."(jokes apart)...But why does it happen...

Funny thought came to me then.....Life is like a marathon ...friends are like who co runners with you...not always your speed is same sometimes you go ahead ,sometimes they go ahead... some may detour, some may drop out ..some may be there behind you....but yes ...ultimately...there is only one finish line...all will meet before the finish line ....you would see them all....weird though na...

I guess it difficult to describe life, feelings,the wired feeling , the hurt feelings...the thought why ?,the thought cannot life be easy ..why do people around you have to make it complicated, the thought would the one next to u detour...or did the detour one come back .

I know , I am trying not to be biased and out of this ..like my ghost with my feeling is out of me when i write...funny i can see it dance around and say .." it tough to write without me.. you are still left back with some feelings"...true.. still left back ...my memories goes back to school...college...
I did try finding some , some i have no clue and some ...lost in touch though tried.

Childish ,i must say at time...i feel..wish it was easy to understand human, why are people /humans so complex to understand....why in friendship people bring in ego/attitude....Isn't it simple,..which brings in smile...

Laughing at their stupidities , getting irritated ,smiling at their silliness, being their at their tensing moment,getting angry and yet being back with them, talking to them ...and they understand, after all they are your friend and they feel the same for you as well...those moments in school, college, at office..at PG.....
Wahoo such a beautiful Friendship...Thanks for being my friend, always do ...

Wonder, why friends behave so different at one time and so different at other,and yet you never get an answer...even when you ask for....Why? is all you are left back with ... (my ghost frowns and with thoughtful look say " hmm good question " .. and dancing that it was also written about')

With a marathon..to go on.....as it has only one finish line...
Like they say "World is small place ,which is like a circle ...where it starts, it ends".

(Finally my ghost--- a friend to me, stop dancing and sync into me...bringing me back my feeling and me myself to me )
That what friends do ..."Bring back you to yourself "----Right ?