Monday, April 25, 2011

The Railway station

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 to the station. The place where he used to go often to fulfill his passion of looking at passing by trains and the place where you would be alone with so many people passing by without giving you any thought or the second look! That day here at this place she had found totally new world of experiences and the totally different perspective to look at the life!
At this station she had learned to be anonymous. Making herself sparse when she was not included in the talk. On this station she had seen her Idol getting on the train and going away like totally different person, leaving her alone to think about the life and her idealism in different light!
The station has changed so much but it still had it's original aura of fullness and satisfaction. This place just represented her life. All hustle and bustle of catching some fast trains. Some slow movements to be on the train in general and sometimes just holding the ground to let some trains pass by without any interruptions. So many emotions to be confronted by each passing passenger.
Yes she loved this place. She had visited so many stations in her life. Each had a different memory attached to it. But this station had a really very special place in her heart and life!

Monday, April 18, 2011

The Mirror

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. It didn't feel like my passion to me anymore. So I stopped writing a Blog. Today I changed the picture to a mirror. I feel my writing is like mirror to me.
It shows me my real image. Sometimes ugly...
sometimes beautiful
sometimes even illusive or misguided.....
but still it is me! Different, expansive virtual me!
So now I am going to write this blog with different perspective and with more knowledgeable; mature mind! It is going to be my mirror as I like it to be. I hope you will enjoy it as much as I!