She's not my girl

Mary is not the girl for me. Although I confess that there is something that always draws me towards her. But that force is inexplicable. And even after so much effort I can not make out what that reason is that attracts me towards her. For quite a few days I am struggling with the thought to be close to her. Till now I have suppressed that desire although it certainly is too strong for me to overcome. I just don’t want to be insulted by her or her friends. She just can’t get along with me well. Things are not so bad between us but still things just don’t turn up. We just can’t be comfortable with each other. We just can’t get along with each other. I just can’t be frank with her as I can be with other friends of mine. I always tend to speak my heart out completely before my friends and things are not so bad and I feel that they accept me that way although they may be offended sometimes. But Mary is a different matter altogether. Neither can I understand her nor can I make others understand what my relation with her is. So, it’s better to keep away from her as much as possible. Let her be free to fly into the world of her dreams, but yes, I will want her to become a little more compassionate and a caring heart shall always be there who shall always remember her and wait for her return.

Discipline and Love:

I have made a realization today that not only love but also discipline is necessary for the proper upbringing to children as well as pets. Discipline is the key that helps us to prepare for tough moments as well gives us the tools that we can use in times of difficult situations and unprecedented circumstances.

The girl whom I could not understand

I feel really dwarfed before a girl. In every respect; really in every respect. It's really surprising to see that a girl who seems to be so simple from outside can really be so bindass...She's really bindass. I certainly have to confess that I have never really met a girl like her before. She's to me shocking, ridiculous, dirty at times as well as at times she behaves like a goddess whom u can hardly approach. U will certainly get ur hands burnt. She's the first girl I have met who made me feel so small, really so small, that I am not a fellow worth anything. See to be frank; I do frankly confess that I am an imperfect person having my own set of sins and weaknesses. But since I have confessed that I am in certain respects wrong, it's always my desire that I always strive to better myself. I also have my own unique limitations. I have been hurt by that girl, because I trusted her, and I blindly trusted her. I thought someone who seems so soft from outside must have a soft heart too. But as I have already said she's so bindass.
A man or a woman gets complete only in marriage when he/she respectfully surrenders himself/herself to the partner and to God.

THE BLACK DAY

11 hundred hrs; the 30th October, 2008; the black day in the history of Assam and the world begins. Death and blood, tears and cries, human bodies charred to death, torn to pieces, got scattered in a moment. Who can justify, how can anyone justify this barbaric, gruesome, and inhuman act. One who puts other lives to flames must remember that the flame has already caught hold of thier lives. They cannot escape the flame. They certainly can't.

The urge to create:

-/:-{ ) Creation, the urge to create is so inherent in us that it is truly that as long a person lives, every moment he creates something, and as soon as the ceases to create he also ceases to live. It is a hard fact but true; whether good or bad, whether it may seem little or small, whether it is somebody’s hobby or profession we all create and we do it every moment. Each moment we are consciously or unconsciously planning how we are to spend the next moment. It’s different that when on a busy schedule we hardly find the time to notice that.
The identity of a person to the person himself, is what he has done in the past, what he is doing at present and what he sees himself in the future. Even if someone says that he has nothing to look forward to in future, and that he has left himself to be carried away where circumstances take him, even that makes up his identity.

I am returning back.

I had left blogging. Thinking it to be useless pursuit. But I am returning back today. Today when I just read through the previous posts which I had written in the couple of years since I had started blogging, I find a vast change in me. As I went through the thoughts of my heart that i had a few days ago you may say, I just blush. It's so good to blog, whay did I leave it? सोचता हूँ की कैसे दिन गुजर जाते हैं। वो कल में था और ये में आज हूँ।
The problems of yeaterday were true yeaterday, they may seem trivial today, because you were there to face them yeaterday. So be proud that you were there yeaterday, may be with tears, may be with a smile may be standing, running or carwling, but you wre there, just that way be here today. Just the way that you can just the way that is possible.