Even if it is a yes....I don't Care...!!!

I understand, my posts are always longgggggggg...and at times that makes the unfortunate readers feel bored...But what to do...Whenever I start jotting down, I tend to get toooo elaborative and then goes on and on and on...same goes with my talking...I start talking...and then I just go on...and the worst is that, I might start talking on something and then might quote an example from somewhere...and then I might just completely forget the starting point...Many a times you would see me lost...wondering "Why did I say all this...???" and then, even ask you also, "What was I talking about...???" ... and those of you who were not that focussed on my conversation, trust me, will also suddenly find themself lost ..After all, "Why were we talking all that about...?" and guys, its soooo embarassing to realise, that you have been all this while going on and on and on and your listener wasn't paying attention to you...You feel ashamed that with your conversation you already reached Singapore, but your listener was still at some Andheri (Mumbai) Bus Stop that would take him to Airport, so that finally he can catch the flight that takes him all the way to Singapore....where I had reached much before and might have already proceeded to the Antartic area....lol!!!

I am sure, by now, you understood what I meant. If not, please excuse me...I am feeling too sleepy after my Sphagetti Alfredo lunch and the complimentary Icecream they treated me on...uhm...Heavy lunch..and there goes my below average Diet...all that I managed to cut off from my body this whole week, I managed to gain double with this one lunch....haaaaaaaaaa....Uh????Lost again...Why am i talking about my diet...It was no where in my plans for todays blog...and sorry, I am going to stop blabbering...

Another of my philosophy for you people to think upon...."You wait the longest for???? and the answer for me will be Week ends.../ offf / Vacations / Public Holidays..."... I always sit wondering, on the last day of my leave schedule the pace with which my vacation flew offf...why can't time just crawl and move, just as it moves when we are waiting for the vacation to start...and I really wouldn'd mind, if Time just doesn't reach the last day at all....Wow...What a divine thought....

At times, I wish, if my company gave me salary for sitting at home...Gosh, Another of my divine thought....At times, I wish, if our bosses had NO authority to sack us...but is FORCED to give us salary in any circumstance...I work or doesnt work, I come to office or doesn't come to office, Be it is "You know Who R word" etc etc...That would have been the most perfect Job....I am sure you are not among those people who prefer getting salary without working...I am shameless enough to accept that...hehe!!!

There's a joke that prevails among us...Somebody is really desperately sighing and saying..."I need to get a job soonn...."...WHYYYY???? .... "Only then I can take leave..."...That's a truth....When we are at home, we wish we got a job soon..and once we are on the job, we wish we could stay home...lol!!!

By the by..My dear Readers... Why am I saying all this to you....What did I start my blog on...To be frank, today I thought of blogging about a "Patch Up" I made with one of Close friend with whom I had a misunderstanding and lost that closeness between us.... The relation was a sweet one to be explained and as the saying says, the more you love someone, the more it can hurt you....But after years, the clouds of misunderstandings drfited apart...and the sun of our love for each other came out again...After years, I spoke to her with my mind and heart open...We cleared our misunderstandings...and apologies exchanged...This is was what I wanted to share with you all...Unfortunately, my blabbering mouth took the better off me...

Naturally I am happy...so is my tongue, I suppose...So maybe, some other day, I will come back to bore you with my Patch-up story....For today, you are saved...bcoz I am logging off for the day...But just now, one doubt came up.... "AM I BORING YOU...???"

Why waste a second...???

As I was very elaborately scribbling down my earlier adventure, suddely I recollected another instance of embarassment..and this time for a change I was not the Prey...but my bro...Before I go into that story, lemme first give you a brief description of my bro's character... He's basically quiet in nature, a complete opposite to me...and reserved too and behave as if hes tooooo matured... When its 'fun matters' he do indulge in them with a totally opposite face, completely enjoying every moment.but still keeping on that dignified manners(don't forget he's younger to me...)..for the same, he was one among the most respected guy in my family....(I used to every now and then get the sarcastic comments...Your bro is very sweet and nice...uh???does that mean I am not... bcoz I talk a lot, does that mean I am not...grrr!!!)...

So now to the main story...This happened in 2003...he was abroad studying...and joined us for a one month vacation...As part of enjoying vacation, we used to roam around to anywhere and everywhere...and thus we reached yet another Crime Scene...lol!!! thats the best way to explain such places where we get HARRASSED..haha!![come on guys, you were supposed to laugh here...I meant truth...].

We roamed around this particular Mall and was just about to leave the place...when myself noticed a Skeleton hanging on one corner of that main hall... You see, Some Great Guy had once said, "Curiousity is the Mother of all Embarassment"...now no need of googling "WHO IS THAT GREAT GUY"..naturally its ME...so due curiosity, I dragged my bro and my friend towards the entrance of that area where the Skeleton was hanging waiting for us...To my Excitement, we found we were standing at the entrance of the Haunted House...

I had to really work with all my pursuing skills to make my bro and friend to join me to the House...Ofcourse, who would like to enter a Haunted House alone...(ofcourse not for fear, hehe!!..its fun to be with more people, right???)..Finally, we started our journey through the door...ofcourse, we were all holding our hands so that if something scary happens, we can atleast run together...But to our total disappointment, the place was just like walking through an old museum...only difference was that this place was dark and some wierd sound coming from back ground...we just saw some artificial skeletons, ghosts, vampires etc on either sides of the path we were walking which couldnt excite us in any way...Naturally, we started talking to each other telling.."Ha, what is this...This is boring...We wasted our money..."..etc... and continued walking...

Finally, we could see the Exit door ...My bro exclaimed..."Ha, its done...What a waste.."...!!!From where we were standing then, the exit door was in a straight line in front of us almost 15 steps ahead...and to our left was an area that resembled like rocks...we noticed that a large portion of the rock was leaning down from the ceilings towards the floor...and if we had to cross that area, we had to bent down quite a bit and move forward...Due to the dissapointment we had till then, we were in no mood to just crawl that area for nothing... so we decided to walk forward and just exit the Boring place....

At this point, suddenly I (who was last in the line of the three people walking with hands holding to each other) felt like something brushing against my ears...I thoughts something might have fallen from the ceiling..and just brushed my ears off, just in case it was some cockroach...But then again, something touched my shoudler and this time something said inside me that "Something was wrong Somewhere.." ...My first expression was of a bit of Fear+Curiousity+Alertness...I slowly told others, "Bro, I feel there's something behind me..."... Soon after I said that, all three of us turned slowly to look what it was...

Alas....all I saw in the dark was a "Blue face with lots of Witch -like hair and a blue broom which was being brushed against my back..." This sudden revelation of seeing a Ghost, somehow made all of us go blank...and to mine and my friend's shock, My brother who was guiding us till then holding our hands, suddenly screamed..."Sis, Runnnnnnnnnnnnnnn..." and started running...ofcourse leaving his hands off us...We saw him run forward, and suddenly the blue face was right in front of us on the way to the Exit...Then my bro changed his route and took the left route, which was to walk beneath the rocks...

Neither me nor my friend saw my brother walking...we saw him running or rather flying off like a lightning...for his life...All we could at that moment is just follow him...and Myself was looking behind and a glimpse of that Blue face was more than enough for us to gain speed...We too reached the rocky area and was just about to cross the area with our backs bent...and suddenly we noticed, that the area where we were supposed to cross, on the floor is a big pit with a coffin and something like a dead body was lying in there...Naturally we had to jump that area and goo...and remember we should jump with our back bend...Anyways, with the fear that had engulfed us already, we got all energy to jump across even the Pacific Ocean...we cross the area and reached the Exit and came out (for onlookers, they felt that we were being thrown out of that place by somebody...because, none of could exit that room with any grace,,none of us were walking, nor running or flying...We were all just falling off that room..hahah!!!)...and I just turned back to have one last look to know what actually happened in that split of a second...and I saw the blue face nodding his head to either sides and laughing...his teeth all blue in colour in that dark room...

Suddenly, we saw a number of people (the onlookers)...around us, staring at us, all laughing their heads out on the way three "Bodies" fell out of that Haunted room, one behind other with pale faces and shivering legs....and the worst was my bro...To top it up, we started screaming at him for leaving us and running off to save his own life...But once after the shivers subsided and regained our energy, we started making fun of him...We realised the funny part of the whole incident...

Later we reached home with a 'still quiet brother'...We were explaining the whole incident to our mom...and my bro just couldn't raise his head due embarassment...Because, being a MAN, he was expected to protect us...and instead he RAN OFF....lol!!! Between, while explaining the room, we reached the point where we had to jump across the coffin...and Guess what...

My bro said, "Uh...coffin...??? where??? I never saw anything like that..."

Me, "What...You didnt see the coffin...You went out through that rocky area, right???"

Bro: "Yes, I did...but I just ran off that area...Why?"

Me: "Still you didn't see the coffin on your way...You couldnt miss that, as you need to jump that to cross that area...."

Bro: "Ha...lol!! Frankly I didnt see that coffin nor the pit...actually I was not even in my senses...I was just jumping off to save my butt from that area...Maybe I might have crossed that unnoticed...Ha, imagine if I hadn't made my jump properly, I could have even fallen into that pit..."

We all had a huge laugh on that comment..and also on imagining what would have happened to him, if he had fallen into that pit....Then suddenly my mom asked him...a Real Genuine Question...

"But, son, How could you leave two girls inside such a room alone and run off to your own safety...You were supposed to protect them right???"

My Bro replied....

"Ha...Sis is always behind adventure...and for her fun, she put us in trouble...I just thought, if she's that adventure hearted, she will surely find a way out safely...Still I did tell her to Run, didnt I??? If I wait there to save her..I would just end up staying there...WHY WASTE A SECOND, IF YOU HAVE THE CHANCE TO SAVE YOURSELF...HA!!!!"

In the Air...On the Twister...

Did you know that I loveeeeeeee adventure...and the extent of my love for the most daring activities was always unknown to me...But by the Grace of God...or better I should say "by the Grace of Devil...ha !!!", I didn't have to live a hundred years to explore the "Limit of my Adventurous Heart..."... ME, the Ultimate Adventurous Heroine of the locality learnt a true lessons on "WHAT TO EXPECT and WHY NOT TO BOAST and HOW TO / NOT TO UNDERESTIMATE...."

The incident was a hilarious one for everybody else other than me and my Partner in Crime...lol!!!Today, it seems funny and knowingly / unknowingly a wicked smile do pass my lips...But that day....NOOOO...that day I was neither in the position to smile nor to cry...Neither could I react nor could I be calm...Because...I was just not on ground...I was on air...Even after hours of that experience, I still couldn't help myself from feeling that I was still on air...and feel as if I was being powdered in a Mixer...or was it as if being grinded in a Grinder...No...it was like being spinned inside a Waching Machine... Yes, thats the exact feeling...I was undergoing a Spinning treatment inside a Washing Machine and that too on HIGH speed...Gosh...How can I ever forget that day...

You have to take a big leap with me to the past to know what exactly happened that day...A leap of almost 14 -15 years back... I can, happily, call myself a young and daring friend to all and enemy to none....So this young Me, stepped into this world of fun and entertainment on that evening with my whole family...Yeah, that included my own family, my aunts, uncles and their families... So naturally, a small crowd stepped in with me to the Crime Area... The aim for the adults was pure shopping and the Fun Fair, the final destination, for the young 'KIDS' [I hate to call myself a kid...but even now (years after getting my voting power), I get side tracked by the older generation as a Kid...so, that day obviously I was a kid for them]... But as usual, we had to oblige and let the so called adults to have their own plate full of shopping, before we start on our fun at the Adventure ground....

You should keep in mind, that this is a story of years back..when the technology was not so hitech.. but still the games and adventure rides that filled the area was real treat to our eyes and heart....Me being the most Oversmart (uhmmm.....) among the lot, was literally running and excitedly expecting my parents to provide me with the money required for the tickets for every single rides and today I feel like comparing myself to a dog wagging his tail in front of every single food stall he pass by....lol!!!

Anyways, I treated myself with a number of rides, like the Giant Wheel, Toratora, Boat Ride etc, all of them was like right hand game for me...and just for the purpose of SHOW OFF, I started getting oversmart in front of all others - complaining the speed was not as good as expected... the ride was just OK OK... and not daring...and many such Overconfident statements ...STUPID ME....How I wish today, that I hadn't let my mouth open so boastfully that day... Atleast, the limit of embarassment would have been much much less than what I had faced that day...

So, once done with almost all the rides...suddenly we heard some people applausing and screaming, due excitement (which we realised much later, was not of excitement, but due fear...uhmm...)... Ahaa...there stands a small ride... something that looked like a Giant Wheel, but the diameter was much less than the Giant Wheel, also this one had closed compartments for the riders to sit...compartments that looked like an egg...and all those shouts were coming from inside those revolving eggs...I exclaimed...WOWWWWWWW....one more ride to go...but hey this seems really small compared to the Giant Wheel...still its ok..atleast its a ride...I started pulling on everybody to join me in that last one ride... Everybody was tired and none liked the tone of shouts they had from the riders inside the Eggs....Idiotic me couldnt actually distinguish that difference in tone...

Finally, I grabbed my aunt's hand, who is also an ardent fan of adventure rides...and we both stepped into the not so long queue to the ride entrance...The ride was called a TWISTER....little did we know, that theres gonna be a really wonderful twist in our 'adventure' life with that so called not so big ride...

Soon we boarded one compartment of the ride...we were as if sitting inside an egg with a belt fixed against our body to keep us from not moving..(much later I realised it was for us NOT TO FALL OFF)....Now what happened once the damn thing started moving was....Oh, lemme first explain to you how the ride works...The whole thing moves around like a Giant Wheel..but then while the big circle is moving, the egg like compartments too start revolving ... It starts rotating in its on position...First in a clockwise direction and then to the opposite direction...You can imagine the mental pressure (or maybe you might call it "HORROR") two little souls sitting inside was going through...

YES, we were trying hard to stay cool...but as the thing started gaining speed, we started screaming..not out of excitement..but for our life...because we were like two silly idiots dangling on a rope from a parachute and that too in an upside-down position...At one point we will moving head forward and down .... and the next moment you go all the way backward..and we were trying to hold on as much as possible due to the fear of falling off when we are upside down...uhm...FOR THE FIRST TIME IN THE HISTORY OF ADVENTURE RIDE LOVE....WE prayed and prayed..so that the thing comes to an end...

Finally, it slowly reduced its speed...and came to a halt...we couldnt even speak to each other as our teeth was jittering still...just couldn't hold the mouth to stay still...but between that, somehow we came to an agreement that we wouldn't let ourself tell the truth to the onlookers, our family, who was having all the fun standing outside and watching us...

We came out of that Stupid Egg and started walking towards Our Dear family...Oh, how happy we was to see them...To be frank, we couldnt even keep one step forward without feeling that shiver on our leg...we were literally swaying to and fro like a leaf ina tree during heavy wind...We reached our family and started exclaiming, "Oh, wow, what a ride..so nice...really enjoyed..." etc etc...They all started laughing...and finally my mom said..."Don't bother yourself by telling all these lies...It's clearly written on your face HOW GREAT AN EXPERIENCE you had...both of your eyes are all red and your face look white and pale...you can't even stand straight..and still you want us to believe you loved this one...?"... You can imagine the embarassment we had to face...for weeks, we had to face the sarcastic taunts they showered us with, making fun of us / pulling our legs and top it up..mimicking us walking out from the Horrible Ride...especially I was the main PREY for them...as I was the main person who used to be too smart...uhmm...I deserve that...

Like a cherry on top of the icecream something horrible happened soon after this incident. Once done with the showers of poking my self esteem and confidence, my grandpa announced An Icecream Treat, in memory of my Twister trip...(remember, I haven't yet recovered from the shiver..), and there, near the food stalls, we met one of our neighbour's son and his friends... To my shock....that stupid suddenly asked me..."WE have one ticket for the TWISTER ride...After watching the people who were walking out of it, we didn't have that extra nerve to try it out...would you like to use this ticket, I know you love rides..."...trust me, he didn't know, what that TERROR RIDE had left me like....and his question was genuine...knowing my love for such rides he might have just thought that I would be more than happy to take those tickets for myself...

But I am sure you all can imagine my face then...especially when my family was having a good share of their laughs and giggles while explaining what happened just minutes before with me...

In the Air...On the Twister...

To Live....

Ha!!!…from morning, I was really feeling like jotting down something or other…for TP…and surprisingly today my mind was blank…I had literally NOTHING in my mind to talk about…Me who never finds a shortage of topics to talk on, argue on…today felt, I was empty…Surprisingly, I remember not a single dream I had last night …That’s not Me…Silly me, I need to find something to bore you guys with…else its not Me…

Anyways. after the battle for survival...getting back to normality was a bit difficult...especially for me…maybe because I really started taking things too personally...at heart...You know what, the more I try to be the, so called, "PRACTICAL TODAYS HUMAN BEING"...the more I turn out to be a an EI…obviously an Emotional Idiot...somehow, I can't resist these drops of salty water that start dripping every now & then making myself feel so ODD…uh???? They are nothing else other than the TEARS…

Aha…Yes, I am gonna tell you some thoughts of mine about being an EI and Tears…Now, pleaseeeeeeeee…don’t expect me to explain to you the chemical name of Tears…uhmm…by the by...actually what does a Tear constitute of…Its salty in taste and watery…soo..?? Water is H2O…and salt is…??? Sulphuric acid??? Oopps…that would burn you off…then..??? oh yeah Sodium Chloride…(I just got confused with the ‘S’ in Sulphuric acid and Sodium Chloride, I suppose… ) Now STOP…what am I doing…??? Taking a Lecture on Chemistry …Hey, can one of you just kick my back the next time I move out of my normality…

SO what was I talking about Sodium Chloride…??? Uh??? No….Tears…Whenever I hear this word "Tears"…a line from one of my favourite song comes to my mind…the lyricist has very beautifully defined a Tear as “The honey pot that falls on the sand and breaks is called Tears…” but if we add up logical thinking with reality…how can that be…Tears taste salty and honey taste sweet… For the time being, you can also be another EI and just take the beautiful part of the lyrics…Tears are honeypots… Beautiful, right?

Basically I am a very practical and logical person (atleast that’s what people who interact with me say)… But still I get really emotional on the most craziest / silliest instance..and at those moments I hate myself to be an EI… Else I am fine with this title of being an EI…there’s nothing wrong in that, there is??? Let me tell you friends, I do feel stupid when I shed those tears in front of the Teleivision on some stupid serial or reality show....But still I feel I am much better off crying out the pressure that build up within me, than holding those tears back and there by making myself frustrated…

I would, at this point, like to let myself preach you people…Don’t worry, I have Practiced before Preaching…

When you feel like crying, cry it out...shed your tears…wet your tissues…But at the end, never forget to bring back your smile…Because if you fail there, frustration walks in and that makes you lose the energy to Live…I believe, in this world of diversity, to live is to survive…to survive, you need to fight….fight the Battle of Life… and in this battlefield the most dangerous weapon that can bruise and kill you will be your own tears…Let the tears bruise you…let them make you strong enough to face more wounds…and not lie down and wait for the final defeat…

"To emerge as survivors…face the tears, embrace them, accept them but don’t let them overpower you…but make them your strength…your strength to move forward to victory…"

For me, I follow that ideology… I cry…and those very tears are my strength to smile... to fight to go forward… to face my life…to LIVE….

Survival of the Luckiest

Uhm... Another day is done with..Yes, thats the exact thing that can be said to explain the day TODAY.... What was expected and What happened...Is this just another dream, a night mare..or just another imagination...It might take some time to accept the fact that we are turning into Singluar forms from the once plural form...uhm...If I start explaining "the day Today..." I might end up with lots of sighs and uhmms...but I need to take in the truth...Yes, it happened... something that atleast I never expected. I am sure, you are all completely confused with what ever I am saying..but the truth is, I myself is confused...What is this...What is happening...It's not true, is it???

My yester night closed with lot of fears and apprehensions of what is going to happen today... My day today started with a shivering leg walking towards my destination with a heart filled with just "thomps and domps..."..Yes, my heart was fast beating as moments passed by... Now I feel, the best weapon to kill a person without blood will be Rumours and Gossips... They are strong enough to entertain you, scare you, hurt you...rumours that make you smile might bring tears to someone somewhere else...The one I heard yesterday was a confusing one..Should I smile or Should I cry..or Should I just wait for what's the truth...I opted for the third option...Waited for the truth, but ofcourse with a heavy war happening inside my heart...The war between the optimism and pessimism inside me...

Anyways, I am at my here and time passed by... and then I heard... The rumour was true...but what I heard was not complete...I wish, it stayed so..but No...it came out as reality...in front of my eyes...It happened. Soon I was left behind with tears in my eyes parting good byes to some of those with whom I spend most of my day..they were not family, but they were like a family...they were not my friends, but they were like one...and now, they were no longer there... they were not dead..but ofcourse, their absence left a dead feeling in us...What was it, that happened...

The Battle for Living...The Survival of Fittest... all these are very common phrases that prevails in our day to day life...Today, I witnessed something like that... but here, I saw a new phenomena.."Survival of the Luckiest".(atleast thats how I felt about the whole thing)... the lucky me survived today... but my eyes filled up seeing the "unlucky" fellows saying Good Bye...I never wanted this...Ofcourse, I always wished I survive...I never wished I survive and others don't...It's always better to survive with your fellow beings, even if you love being alone...uhm...and here I am confused...Should I smile that I survived this time...(never know what's tomorrow..but still..) Should I cry that we are getting more small in size after this day... Unity is Strength...but if there's none to unite, then???? or Should I worry expecting the same might happen to me too, some day...or Should I just hope optimistically, that this might be last of it...I am confused...I am... or rather We all are... as now I feel, we are left behind at a battlefield with the motto "All for yourself"... You fight or you die...But fight against what...Fight against our Luck????

Anyways, it's already past...No one can change it...I made up my mind and my heart to believe that all that happened was destined to happen... In this world, there are lots of battles to be fought... and soon you will emerge as winners elsewhere... and there you will be the most luckiest person, the Survivor... I will surely miss those parted ways today, but my prayers will be with each one of you for a wonderful life ahead...

And for you readers, who are still confused...I am sure who you started reading this blog with a clear mind would be staring at the screen with a lost mind now...Let me just put my whole blog in one sentence...

I just survived a 'Head Cut-Down' , an outcome of the most dreaded/hated Word in this todays world ... "RECESSION"...For this time, I won the game of "Survival of the Luckiest"...

Years back...

What do you think that grows with every moment...what is it that can fly any distance without getting exhausted....what is it that can make you smile and cry at the same time...???

For me, I feel, it is our Memories...because, even dreams fade with an open eyes...imaginations walks off with moment of reality...hopes fade with the truth...But then, Our Memories...they never stop their journey...with every seconds that pass in our life, we get a hundred new things to stack away into our heart, our brain...they form the Memories of our Life...

At times, I get so mused with the way, within seconds my present tense becomes the past tense adding a lot more into my Memory Bag...I can still feel, the shiver that went pass through me when I had to jam onto the brakes today morning, when I saw someone driving so lost about to cross me..(lol..maybe he felt, he had to reach his destination before me...)...whatever...but, now it's just a memory...then why am I still feeling that shiver...why are my hands cold with the very thought of the moment I pressed my foot against that brake pad...(Gosh...if I had missed that one moment, I myself would have been a Memory now...lol!!!but that's not funny...uhmm!!!)Anyways, let me come back to the point...So that is what I call "Travelling to the Past in the Present"... Trust me, you don't need a Time Machine for that...Just give yourself a second and Vrooooooom, there you are....

That's me... I travel so much with my memories...They seem to be the best friend you can have...they can make you smile..make you cry..make you bitter...make you sweet...and what not...

Today, my memories took me almost 10 years back...this is the day, when a new page of my life was Titled....this day might not be a prominent day of my life, but ofcourse it was the starting point for a very life changing phase ... a phase which started off with smiles turned to tears and ended up in a determination...What was the final outcome???I can never name the "change" that phase has brought in me...A positive one or a negative...???Maybe, a mixture of both... Whatever... it did bring in a big change in me...a "New Me" was born ...

So when my memories took me to that day..years back...I felt like sharing it with an important character of that "phase of my life.."... just to know, what would be the reaction when I take him with me, not one or two years back, but 10 long years...lol...he doesn't even remember what is today...but still, he got shocked to realise, its 10 long years past that day...he felt, "it was just a few days back"...uhmm...

So that is the best about memories...It can take you miles and miles and still you might not feel exhausted travelling all that distance..especially when you are saving your time, by travelling all that distance in a jiffy...

So guys, try taking a trip in your personal Time Machine today...and see what Roller Coaster experience you get with that moments of journey to your Past that was your Present once....

Me too...

At last....me tooo....!!! Into this world of bloggers...

Blogs were always fun for me...or maybe TP...lol..time pass, of course!!!...and I always used to think...I NEED TO write too...but then...about what???haa!!!thats the point where I get stuck...What will I write about...this thought took me all this way till today...

Today...whts so special about today??...by the by, whats today...October 13th???...Ha, isn't #13 considered the unlucky number...gosh!!! Naaaahhh!!! Lucky or unlucky...I have started my blog today and there's nothing special today...it's been just like any other day. But, today, suddenly, due some strange reason some old memories travelled through my thoughts...Some long lost friends...or maybe some long lost "Maybe Friends"...then I tried searching for some news on them through all the blog sites...and I failed to find them...So???what to do next...Aha...Why not I start blogging...

Again..the same old thought...About What...For What..??? This time, I made up my mind...I am not blogging for anybody else..Just like how I am scribbling now, I will just put in anything that I wish..anything my fingers type in...Anything or Everything..I want...all for me...Just for me...and only me...

So here I am...this whole blog....

Jzt 4 me....

NB: If you are passing by my blogs...ever happened to read my thoughts...Please...please remember these pages are all my own thoughts...You are always welcome to share yours with mine.same as I am sharing mine with you...but never ask me to change mine...nor shall I ask you to change yours...Bcoz ...after all...its Jzt for me...