have you ever seen this little flickering light trying to stay alive in a soft breeze…and you want to cup your palms around the flame. See a strong glow in the shelter. Or even letting it just die.


Finally found my spirit back. I am again engrossed, am thinking. Sometimes I just miss normal dialogues. To maybe not have blunt, arrogant, stuck and hurtfully honest as genuine compliments from people. I would like to believe I wasn’t under any constraint to be miss goody two-shoes, rather I was just trying to be less hurtful. It seemed as a ploy to fit in or to be liked as a human need which defied the whole sense of honesty.thus am back to relish my freedom of reckless speech. Its better to lay out the cards you want to n let the person deal it the way they want to; how he decides to split n arrange them; should be acceptable by me. A lot of times when I think this is it. I have been surprised to hear from them again. The credit for maturity goes to them!!! I like knowing where I stand with people. Am sure they do too. Pep talks are meant for formal shindig. I may fail at that too.