15/1/2013

the date has again come back to plunge me into the puddle of memories.the journey which reminds me and convinced me to believe that "life is beautiful". Traveller travelled from one part to another, standing near the walls when i turned back and looked at the mirror ,i felt that i have not moved a bit. Physically the life has its own structure with different parts, whenever i tried to realize the consequences nothing comes into my hand only a dust full of grey ashes. The ashes were nothing but the outcomes of the burning dream and desires.When i tried to keep the ashes into the earthern pot of my mind to live happily for a while, irritating noises scratches my life and forced me to jump into the dirty pool of life. Its so dark to be afraid now, emotions took the other way direction, feelings has their own responsibilities, every damn corner is fearful. Indeed, the creative nerves forget to remember his own direction. The coiled life warned not to hope while the paper book forced not to lose. Oh, the interesting and exciting pleasure is still rejuvenating inside the tropical orange mind. The first glance of exciting journey is still vibrating. The purple quoted idiot is still smiling and the black fatty witnessed charger is still lying. Oh, the journey is again yet to begin inside the crazy void mind.

iti............