Thoughts of the Worm

Nothing to write... but a lot to express. Sometimes you think over it.. again and again - couple of times a day, but in the end, all you realize is it was never worth it. You gave in many times, dis-regard the assumptions, ignore those millions of advice and suggestions - after all you had fallen into it, right? .. correction - You THOUGHT you fell into it. Sometimes such people leave you in all alone to fight the world and they unexpectedly they return. When that happens you think you'd be the happiest person alive - but surprisingly, you are not! That's when you realize though there are pieces of it within you, but it is not worth all the Love you'd to offer, all the care and trust you were willing to give and receive. Life teaches an important lesson - "your people" will never leave you, at least never in times of pain. You may try to forgive - Forgive you can, Forget you cannot. :)

Always wanted to go on a long ride to a place unknown - and that day was today - the first of my life. Early morning bicycle ride to Chintamani temple in Theur, a place located near Pune is now itched in my memory as my first ever bicycle trek. I total enjoyed the journey.. lush green meadows, dogging our way through the herd of cattle, struggling upward on the highway and then letting go of everything while going downward, kids waving us as we pass by, stopping by the stream to admire it and click our snaps, locking our bicycles together thrice at the temple fearing theft ;) , encountering a rough road and then walking through it, bumping into my friend when I couldn't control the speed going downhill (wasn't that scary though :P), enjoying poha and potato vadas with chai at a halt, making way through the traffic on reaching city and finally reaching home with a smile on face. Interesting Fact : The name Theur originates from the Sanskrit word Sthavar meanin...

Go.. go wherever you wish to. Away, away from the world where I live. Far, far away, where I'll be unable to catch a glimpse of your shadow. There's no movement within me - all Still, which is what I fear. The ocean is usually still before a storm. A storm that washes away everything. But there is nothing within to be washed away - its empty. And it is by choice that I want to be left this way - Empty from Within. I don't have anything to give There's just nothing inside At some point in my life Everything just went and died I'm empty, I'm hollow, unoccupied I'm just a walking ghost I rattle and shake as I walk As a human I'm just broke I have no heart.. its gone missing Along with my soul My thoughts and feelings have run away And left me with a black hole   There's nothing to give.. There's nothing to take I'm on the edge about to crack I'm never going to find where I am Empty and never coming back... ~ Extracts from Kate Emma ...