Magic Moments

After a day of fun or annoyance or dejection or just mere boredom, writing is the only getaway for a girl who has an abundance of thoughts and feelings, too overwhelming to keep them in and too personal to say them aloud. To such a girl, not being able to write is a nightmare and not wanting to write, a living hell. And in the midst of it all, the medium of writing is a dilemma difficult to overcome. While I find the idea of writing on a blank sheet of paper with a fluid pen, regal and tempting, there is a comfort in the keyboard of my laptop or the keypad of my smart phone. Though the sight of a person bent over a paper, holding a pen in his hand, engrossed in deep thoughts evokes a certain charm and fascination, when I sit down to try and create a masterpiece, I become aware of the triviality of the words I write, the sentences I present and the ideas they portray. When I do resolve to write a good readable piece in my diary, I end up with only a page full of cuts and scrat...

The Need Of a Language The human society communicates through a language specific to that region, state or community. The language we speak is as much a part of our identity as our name is. What would we have done without a medium to communicate? The world would have been a chaos resulting from miscommunication. All thanks to those who created languages- the ones to assigned meaning to sounds and symbols, formed words and created grammar. We owe them our entire vocabulary. But still, there’s havoc here and there. Spoken words aren’t enough. What are we missing? The Language Of Animals Have you ever studied the animals, the birds, the butterflies? What is the language that they communicate in? It’s incomprehensible, right? Just a few gestures and sounds- wagging the tail or fluttering of the feathers along with a bit of coo-ing and moo-ing and the message is understood. It is indeed amazing how they understand one another’s fear, grief, pain, happiness, excitement, ...

I wish i was a comma, and things wouldn't have to end so suddenly, says the Fullstop. I wish i was a fullstop, at least i won't have to wait forever, keep it hanging, without a closure, says the comma. Tweet

you wonder why I don't look at you because i know, once my eyes are locked with yours, I can't look away because i know, I'll fall deeper into the warmth of your smile... because i know, it'll become a habit- missing you, searching for you in the crowd and looking out for you... because i know, it's beautiful- the way your eyes delve into mine- like searching my soul, for finding at least a figment of my true feelings that i have tucked away safely... because i know, what seems now like curiosity, or interest, will grow deeper and deeper into my very being because I know, I'll become vulnerable, and love would easily seep in.