WHIMSICALITY!!!

It’s strange at times how much weirdly whimsical a person can be..There have been times when you are not sad, but neither happy…Citing my personal example, I wish to write upon this. Read on:

How much fun it would be had it been possible to turn back the time and travel into a period where life was so carefree, where bunking classes was a trend, cribbing over exams was an art, cursing teachers was purely enjoyable, sighing over that ‘cute guy’, assuring to pay the dues to the chaiwala, wondering what the future would be like...

How much fun it’d be taking a long holiday from work, going shopping till you can’t shop anymore, dancing like a crazy duck, relishing the aroma of tea and hot pakodas and the smell of wet soil during the rains, getting thrilled for a long drive on a rugged bike with the man you love on a pleasant summer evening in your usual comfy tee & shorts, enjoying a soft, fluffy candy floss till it dissolves in your mouth…

How wonderful joyful life it’d be had it been simply staying with your girlfriends, hanging out with them, roaming around and doing all the possible mad crazzyy girly stuffs with them, working with them, screaming with them, learning with them…

Sometimes how much happiness it’d given you every time you saw yourself in the mirror, where for a moment it takes you back and drops in the middle, and acts like a magnifier to look through yourself, at yourself! To notice the unperturbed fire within…To appreciate the lovely dress in which you’ve posed numerous times elegantly…

There are these familiar surroundings always that do bring a smile, but sometimes not for too long.
There is this feeling like an injured soldier.
There prevails this weird emptiness within that gets hidden behind those laughter & enjoyment with best friends, cousins or neighbors.
Nevertheless there is a pleasant smile on the face too before going to bed after thanking the Lord.

I wonder why we feel what we feel??
We’ve not failed somewhere, but haven’t succeeded yet either…We as humans just keep trying.
After all that’s what life is all about, right? To keep moving on?!
Rise each time to fall, but pick up something each time you fall!!

I wish I could go back to the old days when I was a child and I could simply crack, laugh, enjoy, every bit of LIFE!!

That was Life or is this Life??