Missing

I miss my space..I miss my way of doing things..I miss my freedom... I miss being not criticized all the time i do anything my way.. I miss my cooking..I miss my sleep.. I miss roaming around..I miss trying out new stuff without being interrogated most of the time....I miss the word 'not miss'....................

pretty sunday.....

So there is nothing so much of happening around me...........Had a wonderful but abrupt Sunday at Soumya's  place..Esha was all well there until anu baby went off to sleep and esha too was sleepy but more of bored..So she didn't allow us to stay there for more time. Well may b good for them as poor girl needs to run for marathon on weekdays....so exit form their home was quite early...:) Hope to have a get together sooner....

Chao...

weekends

Isn't it funny..while u wait for week ends to come sooner and start planning and then when its already those two wonderful days of your hectic packed life, where u r free to do what ever u like,roam around, happy, stress free and drowned in that relaxation mood ,u no  more realise that u have actually wasted 2 days of ur life. Also you actually forget wht u could have done in that 2 days ..which might be more productive and infact more enjoyable to be scanned in your memory .Well it is a week end for me and here i am thinking what can be done today...i mean i haven't planned anything so far, sluggishly doing my chore...and yet wanting to do something different, coz the point is i am doing the same daily chores even today with a difference of it moving it slow...So whats the point...???I mean i am actually wasting my life..i need to make it more lively...Not necessarily going out..i can still have fun and enjoy at home and have more fun probably..with my lillte dolll nd hubby dear  ...Well actually she is quite  keeping me on my toes.....

Farewell:)

Eagerness to write something...forever

When i find a topic to write something , i am for sure, not in front of the computer/laptop, and by the time i get all set to write.... the passion is no more alive OR Esha doesn't allow me to do so(which at present she is trying her maximum to distract me and get me out of my seat). Most of my days are like this..I am packed with esha and her stuff.. and when  i get time i.e.when she goes off to sleep, i am either too tired to log in and put my thoughts down or else i am dozing off with her. Sometimes i compulsively try writing something(which never materialize) for fear of not be able to do it again. I do sometimes feel that i am not able to do my writings without any bumps and humps...that is without ease. Well may be i should do some writing course to get the knack of writing without any fullstops.
Why all about writing..????because i love to read stories and fiction books...and i love to visualize them as real..I love to tell stories , i would love to write and write, maybe not immediately....but later sometime.And so this quest for writing....wink:)