Thursday, May 15, 2014

Antithesis

Picture Courtesy: Diba Raza

Sometimes it so happens
that life seems abundant
with pleasures and joy
and the heart yearns for 
less and less

We want something
that is not
and not something 
that is..

Like

an old man wanting to be young, 
young lad, wanting to be a child
a child wanting to grow old
and the antithesis of life shall bring us
to the crossroads....

where we could chose to be
what we are
yet we will desire
for what is not...

And towards the end, 
when leaves of Hope fall
A genesis shall rekindle
new hope and new love

Until then, we shall experience
restlessness in search of that peace...
A perfect antithesis!

Sunday, May 04, 2014

Surreal Sundays

Frankly, Blogger is not user friendly anymore. With most of the bloggers migrating to their own domains and people vouching for WordPress, I do feel there is a lot that goes into accessing a blogger site. I have always had a bias towards Blogger, but the more I use WordPress, more I like it there. 

That apart, there is no reason why I haven't updated this space in like 5 months now. Close to! 

I have been busy with another project that we took up called Oh! Womania and here's the wordpress link to the site --> http://ohwomania.wordpress.com

I must have written more serial fictions than actually published here. I feel sad and bad that I leave loose threads and don't take up the responsibility of mending them, on my own blog.

Apologetic? No! I guess.

Having, said all that, I would now wanna more to my own domain, and wordpress is calling. I shall have a new space of my own, soon and I have no idea how to go about it. I shall try and be more regular here meanwhile, because it feels terrible to be marooned alone in blogosphere. I know how AOO must feel like! :)

Hope you've been good! 

Google plus has made commenting really difficult, I know! So, I shall find an easy way out pretty soon. Hang in there!

Peace!!

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