Insignificance

So many things going in my head and yet I can't write much..its just stuck in my head..like a draft..

I am overwhelmed. Exhausted. Confused.

Overwhelmed with all the emotional outburst.

Exhausted with all the running around.

Confused with all that is happenning and all that I am feeling.

I keep telling myself 'Nah, its not a big deal, I can handle it,' yet I know that I seriously can't handle it all by myself. I just lie on my bed, ignoring everything.

I take solace of the crappy internet connection at home.

I talk to random people. I meet one or two for a cup of coffee and end up feeling stupid.

Some ask me questions about things, which I try to avoid, because I no more want to answer them. I think there is no need to.

I get invited to weddings and I disregard the invitations because I don't want to go.

I haven't read anything for the last two months. I feel like I am wasting time in senseless stuffs.

I have so much work to do, and yet the so much continues to remain so much.

A very good friend said, 'Don't worry. You are perhaps waiting for a new leap that your life is going to take.'

May be. May be.

In company of a beautiful woman

Why are pregnant women the most beautiful of all?

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A Blessing

May you awaken to the mystery of being here and enter the quiet immensity of your own presence.
May you have joy and peace in the temple of your senses.
May you receive great encouragement when new frontiers beckon.
May you respond to the call of your gift and find the courage to follow its path.
May the flame of anger free you from falsity.
May warmth of heart keep your presence aflame and may anxiety never linger about you.
May your outer dignity mirror an inner dignity of soul.
May you take time to celebrate the quiet miracles that seek no attention.
May you be consoled in the secret symmetry of your soul.
May you experience each day as a sacred gift woven around the heart of wonder.

 

~ John O'Donohue ~

(The blessing was waiting in my inbox early morning. Thanks to the sender)

 

habits

The chill of the night has already started making me uncomfortable. I am the kind of person who wears socks, jackets, and if need be, put on a woolen topi to bed. Today, I dont have socks on and my feet are all confused. They are twisting and the nerves are stretching, and not letting me sleep. My sister is already asleep and can't disturb her for a pair of socks. Thats what happens when you have wierd habits.

Lonely dreamer

Hate to share this, but I read it somewhere recently, and so sharing.

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Dreams have only one owner at a time. That's why dreamers are lonely.