making d most of now

d days jst pass by,,, they pass, pass n pass

when we come to know what v r destined to do, often it would have been 2 late but 1ce u stop a bit n think , u'l surely find something ment 4 u


s i've heard my inner voice n think its tym 2 buk up
the juvenile aroma is fading n tym demands efforts 4 passions

i find this tym crucial though leisure enough,,,...

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feelings irresistible

feelings are tough to play with, difficult to terminate, horrible to undermine, ............................ n irresistible

mind often looses its control over heart it seems " as i try n try n try to avoid thinking of a typical beauty which magnetized me for a while, for whom i've developed feelings n mistook them to be true, i cant"

her typical looks have unveiled a new portion in my heart and ignited feelings for her.
it was then, when i felt feelings are resonant.
a tear was about to see d world, my heart almost vibrated, when it happened to c my angel from nowhere.......


but but but
it was an attraction, i realized
"a perfect drizzle , which i long for n which i love d most , has not only washed the leaves to lively green but also expunged pointless thoughts from my grey matter"

in search of eternal feelings

vishnu

unleash ur humanity

hai friends,
here is santhosh with a small request , hope u read n take it heartily


we get 2 c many around us who r in dire need of help, they die today to live the next day.they deserve attention from someone.
at times , i get puzzled on how these people have left untouched or unnoticed though their number is jst mushrooming, they r like more than 1 a street.
one cant help them transform by donating few buks......
v hav got 2 do sumthing,................

take it as a mission.....................


i know words cant b dat effective as actions do,..........
i've some vague ideas regarding this issue , i welcome u 2 share ur views vth me n pls think over this,..........
if v r gng 2 change atleast life of one ,... may be der wont b a gr8 change seen in d society but its d personal values that matter.
v get boosted up like a bullet off d nozzle n it l make u change many others


atleast think this in a selfish way, u can sum up "divine wealth", leading to heaven.......

hope u hav read it heartfully

my special rendezvous

tonnes of frustation overshadowed me, i was soaked in a pool of ambiguity, could not find what was upto my reach, ........
i could do nothing else then expressing regret over my undoing..
i was in dire need of a companion for my soul

to my rescue, i had a special rendezvous, in an exemplary style, which i think has changed me drastically.
a fish in a pond can never afford to think of winning over a one in a river , staying in the pond. the debate with the host has made me realise to be content with the achievemts you make in your surroundings, and think about higher platforms only when you switch over to that surroundings.
strengths n positives of us are eternal, it'l be rather useless to undermine them with the sorrow of regret for our weaknesses.
the host made me clear of my targets and the sources i've, and clearly directed me that , what i've is far more than enough to hit them...
content fetches you the strength to achieve more content provided you stick to the morals....
it was a rendezvous, which would have been the last thing what doctor would have ordered me n it is a timely one


a rendezvous with my soul..............................

reminiscence turns me nostalgic

I was at my hometown, it was the season when we seldom have an appointment with sun, trees lively green, skies cloudy white, eyes filled with the content of drizzles.
A sunday dawn i was out to get something , drizzles multiplied into a nice heavy slap onto my face.
It was time for my umberella to do some work, from nowhere on that deserted road, a sweet muffled voice sounding "santhoshhh" in a tone asking for help, struck my ears.
I turned to my left and was in a mixed feeling of surprise and shock to see a pretty girl asking for a drop to her home.To my delight, she was my classmate at my primary school.
Firstly i was embarassed, trying 2 move myself away, but heavy rain refrained me from doing so.
It was a 10 min of unforgettable incident which forced me to get drenched before and after her exit from the scene, though i had an umberella.
Turning nostalgic is not that bad na.........