How it started

               My mind is always oozing thoughts of all kinds. Stupid, silly, sensible, smart stuff. From wondering about what we get from the very-popular iPhone game Doodle Jump to why a person should avoid commitment, if at least for the second time ;-) .. Limitless ideas and possibilities revolve around me at all times of my conscious state. And I need to get it off, feel light, I could well do it in a diary, in a word file in my laptop's MS Word. But 'the deepest principle in human nature is the craving to be appreciated'. Hence! I resolved to this blog (After all, the world is doing it -blogging- instead of sticking to diaries and personal files so I thought I might as well). Never denied the fact that I'd like hits (growing hits), but, more importantly, this place is a place where I post content, (And has nothing to do with fame and popularity). It’s more like I want to be heard, just like everyone else. And it is to do with who I am, what I think, how I do. And I want to take it out- all that is accumulating in a rapidly increasing tornado in my head at the end of each day.

                   

               A few have said I write well, but it isn’t the primary reason that got me on a blog site, only an advantage that gives me the inspiration to actually do it. And I don’t completely believe what they said (If modesty just came to your head, it’s not that), but too many have said it for me to give it a shot. At a book, a blog, or anything that requires the power of words. All I ever said was, ''Yeah! I was thinking about it too.'' And they'd say, ''Better do it then.'' It never came off. Until a few days before today! Hope it goes a long way.

The Inexpressible

We have all experienced that moment, more times than one, when we are left with nothing to say. It could be for shock, fear, happiness et al. It’s not uncommon for a person to experience this feeling of inexpressibility.

          The thoughtlessness or amazement from a certain situation leaves us with no words to describe the feeling. It is happening to me right now. Trying to express my views on the ‘Inexpressible’, I have thoughts oozing from those gray cells but framing it into sensible and ordered paragraphs of sentences, I’m facing a difficulty.

          Coming down to actually expressing your love for your family and friends, you realize that it is not as easy as you had imagined; and reacting to those very expressions of love is equally demanding. When you get what you want (especially materialistic), and just how you like it, the happiness in you is overflowing. You can scream and shout, say a thank you and smile, but literally expressing how you’re feeling at that instant is not easy, you say you’re happy even when you know its more than just happiness.

          And then there are those bad times too, of anger, hate and resentment, which is a tad bit easier to express than love ( I do not know why!), are disturbing you. You let it out very easily, at times in ways that you couldn’t have imagined, which leads to regret. Another great inexpressible. You say sorry, in one way or another, even when you know you mean more than a mere sorry. That’s when you feel, you wish, you could actually express all the regret in your heart. The funny thing about regrets though is that they come from things you wish you had done and those you wish you didn’t.

          But again, if everything was possible and if you could say just what you want and react just how you feel, I assume things would be less interesting. That hint of mystery, in the silence or the smile, if it said everything we felt, life would lose its charm; and drops of water would not run down your cheeks when you are happy beyond imagination, but only when you are sad and dark.