Stepping on the golden post

It has been a great pleasure writing here for the past two years. Now am there writing my
50th post.

Man is a perverse creature. He is very stubborn on many things and also very emotional in many aspects. So it’s a kind of unbalanced emotions that most of them have. To have neutral, balanced emotions comes from extensive practice put into actions. Can we call all those who have controlled emotions as saints? Or yogis?
Well, it’s a stage attained in enjoying and understanding the life in minuscule level. They know the granular level details of the lesson called life.

The difference I have read in the yogis and the normal people is expression of thoughts. Yogis know how to enjoy the essence of life without impacting others. But the normal person reacts for every action in life and has an outcome called action, there by demonstrating Newton’s 3rd law every now and then.

But I am a normal person. Enjoy every moment of life by expressing my views. Hence landed up into this blogging world. So far I have written on varied topics mostly of my interests. Here I have grumbled and crumbled sometimes. I have tried funtoons and it was fun trying it out. Revived my passion for hindi. Started a new blogspace for my paintings. Sometimes posts on tribute to my teachers, mangers by whom I was inspired, glimpse of joys, racking pain. After my school days, I found this as a very good medium where I could live with my interests. School days are wonderful period for anyone. I loved my schooldays too.

This blog is full of life. I have put many things across wherever I can. Like butterflies, balloons, sunflowers, lavender flowers, smileys, stars, sunlight kisses, rain drops. Sometimes the dream world could be very unrealistic with all that we like, so as this blog world is like I have put all that I cherish.
Smiles are the testimonies to the fact that one enjoys every moment of life. The exquisite life calls me to write more and more about all that I perceive out of it.
I have no shy in writing or expressing that I still like crunching the dried leaves fallen all over. The sound that comes out of crumpling is a kind of enjoyment. I feel happier and feel happy when others enjoy doing it too. Whistling a music, bursting the bubbled cover, blowing a bubble gum, music from guitar, eating caramel pop corn, sipping vanilla latte, still buying crayons, making dolls out of candy wrappers, dora cartoons.
Man! So many things to enjoy in life.

Believe me the fear of death and the rim of death are really awkward and are part of life. So there may not be next minute. Doesn’t mean one has to compromise on beliefs and principles. Before one gets into those chapters, it’s wise to enjoy as much as one can without crucifixions.

“It would be possible to describe everything scientifically, but it would make no sense; it would be without meaning, as if you described a Beethoven symphony as a variation of wave pressure”-Albert Einstein

Precisely I am a person who call music as a real music and not anything else J
All the more it makes me happy writing here.