Friday, August 30, 2013

Fly the ballons!

Its my roomie's bday. I like it.
Her boyfriend said he will come to meet her...but couldn't make it. Unlike others, she is quiet and happy. Somehow, I saw myself in her..not for this matter but for many other thoughts.
I realized how nice it is to be around simple people and how many days and months past that I have been with someone as simple as I think of myself
Just being happy with all simple things, happenings and even for nothing
Back then I was liked by all the room mates.. though they were a few months elder than me..they just liked to be around me..I remember them saying I am easy to be with...
I never got it really until today...
Its so nice to be with people with less thoughts..
Office is still like the chess board..couldn't figure it
As month changes, it seems to be exciting..
Although rain is still around, I am hoping the winter is slowly taking its stake of yearly torture...
I tried to figure out why people given any day in the whole year would want to choose to live here..
Not even a single day I felt, this is why they live here...
Even when there was a pleasant weather, when I see them happily running in their bikes, I only feel pity, for they have chosen to live couple of days in a year..
After all the cribbing..yes I did choose to live here even when I have a chance to leave
Annual parties at office has something...people all of sudden behave as if they all became very close..
In spite of loaded work..my colleagues looked lightened with party spirit
I had good time with my sister during the two week long vacation. I know I will love that. The feelings that keep coming every few minutes that I am her sister is nice.
Humans can bear anything, any amount of pain. They just have to be open to it. They just have to accept it is normal. When they start thinking, I am in pain and I can't bear it. It just behaves like a ballon with a hole and you can never blow it again. I laugh thinking people will laugh at this ballon thing..ha ha

How nice I have a blog..

Monday, August 5, 2013

"నా కలవైన నీ హృదయం" - 2

"ప్రతి పవనం నా చెంపను తాకి
రేపిన ఆ ఆకుల చటుకే వెళ్లి ఎవో గుసగుసలు చెప్పి
మల్లి వాటిని ప్ర్ప్రేరేపించి ఒక్కసారి సరదాగా ఊయలను తోసి
ఆకులూ గాలిని న వైపు వేస్తుంటే
ప్రతి పవనం నా చెంపను తాకి
నీ వశమయ్యాయి.."
హమ్మయ్య అంటూ పుస్తం మూసింది, గాలికి రగిలిన జుట్టును సవరింస్తూ మురిసిపోయింది..
ఇంటినుండి దూరంగా వెళ్ళాక ముందే తన పుస్తకంలో రాసినందుకు ఆనందం
దారిలో పసుపు రంగు పువ్వులు ఎదురైతే నవ్వుకుంది తనలో తాను
చిన్ననాటి 'డాఫోడిల్' రాసిన 'వర్డ్స్ వర్త్' గుర్తు, కాస్త పసి వయసు వున్నపుడు ఎవరో ఆ పువ్వులను గుర్తుచేసుకొని గొప్పగా రాసినట్టు గుర్తు ..
తిన్నగా నిర్మానుష్య ప్రదేశాన్ని దాటుతూ మనషుల మధ్య నడవసాగింది
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