Missing Rainy Days.............

Today, when I called up my father at home, he sounded a bit frustrated. The reason being the rainy days which has been happening for the last one week. Needless to say it didn't make me happy...as here in Delhi I wish the weather would have been the same. Making a grumpy face and cursing the hot weather of Delhi, I started for the day.

Memories of rainy days of my childhood are close to my heart. Rain in Assam means heavy downpour, hailstorm, water drenched roads, and a pleasant temperature. Rain reminds me of so many things especially of the hailstorms. When I was small, I used to collect hailstorms whenever there used to be one. It was sheer excitement for me and my younger sisters to collect and play with them. We used to collect those and throw at each other and simply loves the way it used to melt down in our small hands. My mother never used to stop us and today I realize how much fun it was. Well, how can I forget the hot delicacies that my mother used to prepare only during the rainy days. One of my favorites were the hot “PAKODAS”.

Nowadays I look forward for a day when I can open the window to feel a few drops of rain on my hand. Or can go in the market with my best friend under one single umbrella, quarreling half the time to prevent our self from getting drenched. And those colorful and stylish umbrellas.........which you simply can't find in the whole of Delhi. Every year, I used to buy a new umbrella in a more vibrant color and more stylish then the current one.

I really wonder if I will still enjoy the rainy days, but my love for rain has surely undergone a change.

Need Freedom From This Monotonous Life!

Life has become monotonous, and boredom has taken a permanent place in my life. I live free by the standards of most of the people I know. I don't enjoy the work I do, don't enjoy cooking which I usually used to like, don't like to go out with friends, shopping does not excite me, don't enjoy long conversation with my mom on phones and the list goes on. Is something wrong with me? Or it is just some of the symptoms of the changing phase that I am currently experiencing in my life. I don't have the answers or you can say I don't want to find the clues.

At times, I start thinking on a particular topic and after some time I realize that my thoughts have gone leaps and bounds. Even though, I am amidst the company of some of my closest friends, I feel lonely inside. I want to be myself. But before that need to work out on where I have gone wrong and why I am experiencing such changes.

With no comfort from the closed ones, who actually lack the intelligent understanding required to talk about things the way I want it to be. Here I am now, writing a new post in hopes that some supreme wisdom will just push me to the edge and I will get the answers to all my unanswered questions.

I simply want freedom from the monotonous life I am living. May be shifting to a new city, changing job, or finding myself in a new social circle will lift up my MOOD.

Confused on what to write!

It sounded a bit whimsical, especially to me when I finally decided to start my own blog. Well, it is something that I was thinking for quite some time. In fact, starting a blog of mine is one of my resolutions for the NEW YEAR. Blogging for many is to galvanize one thoughts about something and share it with the world...But then a question struck my mind, what do I write about? Will it not be a good idea to start writing a dairy instead? Do I really want to open up my heart for others to read? Or do I seriously wish to share my inner thoughts and feelings with others. Well, I am confused.

Its been quite sometime when I truly wrote something apart from writing for earning my bread and butter. To placate my mind I thought to start with something in general which need not be something very particular in nature.

Sitting in front of my laptop and and sipping a cup of tea which I rarely make for myself, I realize that curiosity is perhaps a part of sustenance for life. People think so much and on varied topics. They think about food, they think about culture, they think about future, love, friendship and the list goes on. They think and think & quite strangely now I am also doing the same. Thinking about something or about someone brings so many things closer and till the time I think of something which is worth sharing let me finish my cup of tea. I perhaps get some more to think about and post something in an adroit manner.