Through my lens: Unspoken thoughts

Day 1: Eeewww, and there I am sitting in dentist awkward positioned chair. Doc: How have you been girl? (Assistant hands over my past record file) Oh, long time. You visited last time in year 2008. Me:   (Calculation going on in brain: 5 odd years, I murmur: and you had some opportunity loss; a patient visiting after long intervals is not a good sign). *Grin* Doc: (Examines) Hmmm …where are your lower wisdom tooth? Not yet grown. Upper ones are cavitised too. Ok, we need to take x-ray for tooth 5/6 and then decide whether it will go for Root Canal or I can save it by mere filling. Me: ( Nodding) Hmm, pls see if this sandwich filling would relief my pain. I don’t want it to turn into root canal. Cavity: I have taken you into my trap, Girl! This good looking doc can’t save you.   Shell out some money; I have befriended all the docs! Com’on, Its business!! Doc:   (Xray is done) Beta, Open your mouth! Inserts all sort of instruments, hits the cavity tooth, ...

Have reached the cross section This way or which way Both ways seems illuminated will I find my way If right, I may miss those on left If left, I may never see things on right Where should I turn, This way or that way Both ways seems alluring will I find my way

There comes a time, In each man's life, To find your way, Or fall behind Who you are, Is the path you take, And I'll find my way , Through your mistake Sometimes your tears, Are your bridge to the sky, But you can't trust souls, With no truth in their eyes Who you are, Is the path you take, And I'll find my way, Through your mistake Time will heal, And all we know, If nothing's learned, Baby, nothing grows Time will heal, And all we know, Everything stays the same, Nothing changes, Nothing changes A man's not a man, When he takes the lower road, Dragging his tail, To cover his tracks When you plant the seeds, Of doubt in my mind, You know you run the risk, Of being left behind When I turn the mirror, I turn it back on myself, I can see your way, Was a cry for help Time will heal, And all we know, If nothing's learned, Baby, nothing grows Time will heal, For all we know, Everything stays the same, Nothing ...

 And this Zany Man has shown some gratitude towards my quite dormant blog. Thanks to victoriousloser who had patience to go through all the posts compiled over last 5 years -  Quite few in no. , easy to glance through, difficult to leave your footprint. I accept your award with great zeal  and inspiration to pen down and publish some more works. Went through your blog  http://victoriousloser.wordpress.com  for first time and itsjust like you- Mr. oxymoron !! I adore various folks who inspired me through their great works. Hereby, I award them:                      Nishi- My Inspiration           Minku- Great Buddy           Appy- Amazing writer             Kappi- The daarling!                  ...

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Real thing find its way to reveal it by some or other means! Is it so? Read it somewhere and now trying to figure it out while wandering in the lanes and by lanes of my thoughts. This girl had dreams of her own, a disciplined kid since childhood, affirming with the rules and regulations, never to rebel anything for. And now she has grown up. She thinks a lot, about her past, present and future. She is not a fortune teller, nor even a foresighted who can figure out what is there in her kitty. But she knows that she is not looking for usual occurrences of life. Till date she was trapped in ripples created by day to day circumstances. Today she wants to be free. She wants to foresee the reasons behind her existence. What she has to accomplish before she dies? Play, study, grow, engage, courtship, marriage, child, family, stress, liabilities, money, old age, disabilities or illness and then THE death??? Life is a full circle or is it a dense forest to be lost in or is it a mirage in...

हर दिन बढती तो हूँ मैं, थोड़ा थोड़ा अपनी गलतियों से ! हर दिन कुछ नया सीखती तो हूँ मैं, थोड़ा थोड़ा अपने छोटो और बड़ो से ! हर दिन हँसती तो हूँ मैं, थोड़ा थोड़ा अपनी नादानियों पे ! हर दिन रोती भी हूँ मैं, थोड़ा थोड़ा अपने नाकामयाबियों पे ! हर दिन यह सोचती हूँ मैं, थोड़ा ज्यादा क्या यही ज़िंदगी है ?