A Simple Story

"It's not my life! I am living somebody Else's life!" What this line suggests you? What I will be writing around such a line? 1) Some fiction story with memory loss... 2) Fiction about death of a person giving responsibilities of life to someone causing drastic change in his life.... 3) Some kind of a science fiction using non-existent weired ideas of many dimensions.... 4) Some magic or fairy story of the different world containing all different species like vampires, wizards, ghosts, goblins, dragons etc... 5) I can even write a non fiction giving ideas about managing your life successfully by using this Mantra! 6) This will be very ideal opening line for a spiritual book as well... But NO! I am not going to write anything like that. Not at least now in this post. (As all ideas are stored in my brain, I can't guaranty about the next post anyway!) Today I am going to write

After a very very long time she had come to this place. She never thought she was so closely related to this place. Yesterday when she was cleaning her closet she found the photograph of this place taken long back. Then she couldn't stop herself visiting this place. The longing was so strong! 'The Railway station'! How this place had become so important to her? Not only important, it had a mysterious outline to it in her memories. Many memories were such when she was not travelling by the train but just had come there to visit someone. She had discovered someone who had found the privacy in the crowd of this station. She was totally stumped by the idea when she first heard of it. But now she could see so many aspects she hadn't seen that time to this idea! She had done something that day, that was totally out of character, when she had gathered the courage to tell him that she loved him! The totally unconditional love. He had reciprocated the emotion and had taken her t

I am writing this post after a long time. I have changed the picture on my profile as well... Want to know WHY? Then you have to be patient and read on... I can give any no. of excuses for not writing so long. But the real reason was I needed time. I needed to think badly about my writing and what I really wanted to do with my blog! When I started blogging I was thrilled. I learned and experienced so many things in such a short period of time. I started writing in new formats like 55 fiction, tags etc. I started to write witty remarks and made so many friends! But somehow in the process I lost myself! Blogging is very addictive. You have to write everyday. The pressure of writing, to be read and to get lots of comments is tremendous. Yet you have to write creatively. You have to produce new ideas and most of all you have to satisfy yourself with it! Which I lost completely. I was really very unhappy with my writing.