‘WE ALL STARTED RUNNING SINCE THE FIRST DAY OF OUR LIFE'

Somewhere between running after something for so long, that you feel the need to run away from the chase, and actually beginning to run away, you realize that things are only getting worse.

The only thing you can think of is how far you've got. And the moment you turn back to measure the distance you've crossed, that distance vanishes and you have to start the run all over again.

Every thought, every street, every phrase reminds you of the very thing you're escaping. Much, though you may be trying to run from its grasp, the more you concentrate on running away, the more easily you make for it to catch up with you.

You reach where ever you were planning on running off to. You reach, but you know you haven't arrived. Arrive, you will, when you've truly run away. The people have followed you all the way, as if it knows that you are injured.

And now they are sitting on your shoulders, weighing you down heavily.

You jerk your shoulders; jerk your entire body, trying to rid yourself of this unwanted presence.

Friends around you mistake you to be dancing, to be happy.

Little do they see the blue feelings camouflaged by your white t-shirt.

After all the running you have done, you almost reached the destiny, at that point the feeling is like going back and rejoicing the moments you have spent with few memorable people whom you have met along in your adventurous journey.

The feeling is sinking and you slowly fall into a deep slumber sleep. Still the moments will not die out, as the moments have been captured in the photographs, as people say 'Photographs brings back the best of the memories' and people will cherish it forever.

Now you all must be remembering the moments you have spent with your friends, a part of them would think and smile. Second half of em has moved on and the rest left would go write to their friends. 

'Best Moment- To publish this note: You won't get this feeling'

When you share a space with someone, you tend to forget that it’s not just you who is sharing; the space also shares something with you.

It influences you in its subtle ways, talks to you, guides you and your behavior. It tells you how to sit, where to look, what is important and what can be taken for granted.

When there’s ample space to be shared, even your private conversations become open books to the space. You feel like you can share your thoughts with the space around you more easily than you can with the person they are for or about.

You talk aloud to the air. You look away, at other things in this space engulfing you.

But it’s still an intimate conversation.

You confide in it because you know the space won’t betray your trust.

You profess your love to it, even if it’s not for it, because you know it won’t reject your feelings.

You confess your emotions, your desires, because it is a good listener. It does not interrupt.

For a moment, the person you are conversing with becomes immaterial, inconsequential, because it is the space you are speaking with. They are simply the audience.

And that’s when you realize which of the two you are more comfortable with.

But when the space is small, your value for it changes.

Like in a train, you face the person you are speaking with.

You don’t look away and address walls or floors.

Even a casual conversation becomes difficult to make private.

The space then only provides air molecules to facilitate the sound travel.

So what decides what?

Are we searching for the person who we are comfortable looking at even when there are other options during conversations?

Or are we looking for the person we can be close to in crowded spaces without really looking at them?

What is more important, the freedom to ignore or the confidence not to?

‘A Dead Chronicle’

‘It’s a beautiful day, thank you god’. These are my first words to myself every day thanking god for this wonderful life and praying to him that the day goes well for me.

                In reality life has been beautiful ever since I had taken birth . I opened my eyes to the beautiful world lying beside the person whom we universally call ‘Mother’. Though, I do not remember anything and didn’t have an understanding at that time but my hearts says that I instantly knew that the person beside me was my mother.

                Gradually I started to grow up crying, chewing my figures, trying to stand on my legs failing to do it and then I came to know the second most important person in my life, my ‘Father’. He was the one who taught to me how to stand up back on my feet when I used fall down and ever since I have never fallen down. 

As time and tide never waits for none, I suddenly had the developed the understanding of what life is about at that age and was able to talk, run, play and do mischief. I exactly don’t remember the date when I first went to school, but that was the day when I cried the most, hoping the day finishes soon and I can see my mother.

With time, I got used to going to the school enjoying the lesson given by the teacher, playing and running around in the school corridor with my friends. Then I realized the second my precious thing at least for me after my parents are my friends.

                Then the time came when I used to think we earn money and we eat to survive. When I think about it now, I feel I was so wrong. However, I used to think I will be sports person. I guess out of 10 children 5 of them used to dream of choosing this option as their career. I was also no different.        

I finally came into college the final steps of my education. Life for me was like a merry-go round for me those four years enjoying every second with friends and studying with them and not to forget quarrelling with my parents telling them I have grown up and I can take care of myself.

I have certainly grown up since when I have started earning.  Work has made me more mature, more understanding, independent and most importantly self sufficient. It has given me a new challenge and as I have done always, I will stand up to this challenge as well.

I thank god for this another beautiful day and the beautiful life that he has given me. I just pray to him that soon I meet my first and only love with whom my life will become more beautiful.