A PERSISTENT DREAM. And How my blog is heading to a Crash.

I Kept bungling my mind, (Not the right word for searching wide thorough), Something like tearing apart a place and finding nothing and standing in the middle of the mess and thinking where would i have placed it.

That's exactly how i feel.

No matter how i try to keep up my blog going, yes I'm talking about BLOGGING for a change, I just couldn't.

I am devoid of substance.

Content. Something which i'm passionate about. Something that I have been pulled into. Something I like talking about. And something I'm good at and enjoy doing.

Something which is usually called as "Interests".

Some are real fortunate to have their passions as career.

And Some, still exploring the horizons.

When i started this blog, I liked talking about it and in it. I babbled about all random stuffs. Alas, Randomness maybe me but not my interest.

For a three odd year existence, a Hit it would have been, only if it had been focussed and directional.

Quite Obvious, Nobody likes straying about a maze, just to get lost and find nothing.

My Passions, No clue as of yet.

Dreams are intended to surface in reality someday or the other, Else the memories would make you feel lost, more than ever.

Got constraints or blocks in your hobbies, then there comes your sense of reasoning. Once you know that you have got it right, then make it right.

Life is too short to be walked in dead leaves. 

Memories are great, only when they are of sound moments and not of your unspoken wishes.

I kept my blog generic cos' i was and still unsure of my genre. Well come on, i can't talk of politics or society. Though i have views of my own, i feel that certain topics must be kept to yourself.

Anyways, I will keep looking for it. And as for this space, I'm happy about it's sheer existence, and on my word, I intend to make it a better place to hang out. :-)

Till then, More randomness and Much Life.

FREE-SPIRITED! - THE LATENCY OF BEING CHAINED. .

     "A Prisoner's Diary". Well, That's how a diary, of anyone for that matter, would be most of the times referred to as. Kind of a popular expression used.

     That day, i was writing my journal as usual (not that usual, owing to my laziness and procrastinating the same) and my friend casually joked that one fine day my diary would be published as "Another Prisoner's Diary" and be the Best-seller. Well, how i wish i write some "Sense" in my journal for that to happen. :-P Anyways, it sounded nice though.

 

     But the Caption? It may have come from the popular tag, but doesn't suit my writing.

It doesn't suit anyone, unless they have been held captive in a dark room with a light from a small window, too high to be reached, and located in an isolated island. (Just an imaginative desc)

     Yes, Right. We are free. Independent. Decisive. Rightful. Strong. Powerful. Living.

     So. . . When was the last time when we had to bury our Dream to keep living in the "REAL" world?

     Did It ever happen to us, that we Crushed our Identity to hold onto a Bond, a Bond of Love threatened by our Individuality?

     How many times We had to say a point-blank NO, Due to the Scenes of stern faces that crop up inside our heads, when our Heart is shouting Madly an YES inside us?

     And How many times have We Trusted our Instincts/Feelings/Heart, rather than the Standing Facts, and proceeded with a brave heart?

     Nope. I don't think it ever happens with us. We are Free. Not bonded, chained or segregated.  **I Hope IRONY is obvious in my Tone**

     Well, we are not enslaved, yet we can't be free-willed.

     We always find something to go amiss.

     Nevertheless, we prefer to be chained even if we Yearn to fly high or Get Lost far away.

     Prisoners in some way or the other.

     A Prisoner, Sometimes to the rules imposed by others and the "society"-since-1800 and other times by the stitched framework for ourselves by Us.

     A Prisoner, to 'Bonds' of Love and to 'Chains' of Influence.

     A Prisoner, of the Never-ending sequels of Everyday Drama of Life, the sanity of mind in facing the Varied Sentiments of Humanity and also the Hatred of small Minds, and of the Hard ways of Sacrifices we make with the Strong beliefs and Passions of Ours to the Cause of holding onto the Normality of Emotions, Undisturbed. 

Nevertheless,

Let's take a Stand. Life, be it short or long, should be in our way, However Logical or impractical.

     Live a Dream everyday. And show the World that Our Thoughts are no Less than the Value of the Existing Theories of survivals.

     Cos' Sometimes, Sunken ships in High and Wild Tides tell Stories Much Lovelier than Silent Journeys on Commonly-used Surface.

                           

A Gap-Fill.

     Well, To start with, this post is just an indicator to the existence of my good-old-non-stop thinking and love for writing, which gets conquered most of the times by laziness.

     All the same, i happen to go through few blogs that got me attached to them as well bring back the Feel to write. Hence i felt the need to start with something somewhere, and even if i don't continue, the start RE-Start is what matters this time. 

     Passion, i suppose, should have a Hold, especially when it does not come under our career scope and the "career-work" takes almost the whole day of a day. I have been thinking about this Hold lately. This Hold would be the key to take Passion seriously, and not get caught in the dreary travel of daily life.

     This World is filled with Dreams, Dreams that got unattended lost the Addresses somewhere in the daily walk of Life, Dreams that at a later point of time got tagged as a Regret and got trashed in some bin with a Sigh; Dreams that would make us fall in love with life and walk us through the blocks and hurdles, that would be the reason for smiles and send positive vibes through channels of co-dreams.

     And though i know the value of my dreams, Here i am, talking about a Hold, a Hold for the Dreams that are a Hold itself for anyone who feel that they are hanging in a cliff and heading down. If it means that the Dream would stay alive and not just within my head, than it is perfectly fine even if i sound a weak person who is desperate to show off "i-am-good-at-this" attitude. 

     A Hold, about which i may not define or discuss here, or write down the ideas on it, or even accept the fact that i still have no clue about it. But i can guarantee one thing, when i seem to be doing justice to my own interests, you could be sure that i would have and am trying out all possible ways to work on the works i am passionate about.

     If there are some stories of some Dreams and interests in some corner of this world, and how they are breathing in the universe, Kindly Share it here. :-)

     In the End, Life is all about, not the heights we reach or properties we earn, but how we Lived our Dreams and valued our Life. :-)

And the Joy gets multiplied when we find fellow Dreamers of this World. A Fraternity of Dreamers, supporting and inspiring each other.

P.S.: I suppose this Gap-fill would be a Hold too, to overcome the emptiness here. Now for the Gap-fill in my Photoblog. :-P