A piece of Me.

Of Late, Catch 22 has been very instrumental in clearing the mental block I face everytime I try to update my blog.. Here goes another, effortless post..


I am thinking about -

How much I ll miss the people around me once I move on.. And how much I miss people the people who have moved on… thought the latter was painful.. Finding the former heart wrenching.

I said -

" A fortuitous union of cells
That is not my beginning
Hark! Chime the bells
I have come to do my doing!"

(From one of my so-called poems)

I want to -
Make each second of my life well spent.

I wish –
I had scaled the heights I could have

I miss –
My childhood.

I hear -
The silence of the sea.

I wonder -
where the sky ends.

I need -
Everything and nothing.

I regret -
The lies I have told.

I dance -
like nobody’s watching… And when I want to release pent up emotions..

I cry -
Inconsolably. In the dark.

I am not always -
Realistic.

I make with my hands-
crispy dosas, creative status reports.

I write -
whenever and whatever I want to.

I confuse -
"ei” and “ie” in words..

I should try -

Learning to drive.
Bungee jumping
Oil Painting.


I should finish -
my quota of cribbing for the day.

I know -
how to smile.

I am -
Me.

And finally -

I am tagging a few more people to do this tag - nero, subbu, shiva.