My travel...

I like to travel. But, all the more I like to drive or ride. Rather than being a mere passenger, what has always been my area of interest since childhood is to be in the driver/rider seat. There is no fun if you have to just sit idle and travel. I would rather not travel at all. Well, I agree that not everyone likes to drive or ride. And, just as I respect those who prefer to be mere passengers, I would be respectful to only those respect my preference equally. As for the rest, I am giving you a fishing rod to go and fish for yourself. 

Crux of the matter is...

God has given us each other. In your version, why give God the merit to have found each other? Let it be we found ourselves in each other and we pretty much are so involved in each other's well-being and happiness. Either way, the crux of the matter is still the same. We have each other so safe within ourselves. So? You may ask. Or, I may start elaborating in my usual "So,..."

The Crony's isolation...

Signs of felony in the fellowship is seen,

Isolating this crony in a state of irony;

No time for title...

The sense of gloom shadows the little window of hope in me. This eerie silence making it certain towards a path of doom. Mercy, is not something I can afford to ask. While holding onto thin strands of hope, I am faced with the thought of phasing out this presence, as everyone I know have got nothing at all to keep me in the present. They who have uttered, have many a times stuttered. Oh, English Rose! Are you ready to witness my end as my fate comes close?

Special day...

A wonderful day. Such special days make me stay feeling connected with you, a lot more my Love. As I wait for the clock to strike at midnight, the day begins for me irrespective of sunrise or whatever. These days of immense importance never go wasted. I spend the entire 24 hours forgetting even sleep and food to feel loved and lovely. My dear Bubbles, come and join me in this journey through the day that has so much for us from the past, in the present and into the future.

Toxic air...

Babe, where are you? I have a lot to tell you. By the almighty's grace, the lorry has been saved. I have been supplied with an instrument to bail myself out for the time being. But, is this happiness? Certainly, no. True happiness would be having you to celebrate this happening instead of preventing the lorry from facing the axe.

The return of the lorry...

I was travelling between cities to visit few temples as usual and to finish some routine tasks for the month. By now, it had been a full month without a part of my Life- the lorry. Every time I called, the lorry's trusted mechanics were busy and had been delaying delivery. But, when I called this morning, they confirmed me that the lorry will be ready in few hours and I can see it come to life again by evening. A month ago, when the engine died at high speeds, I felt something go away from me. I felt it coming back to me only after hearing the word from this guy. I was excited for the evening.

A new dimension...

Of all the beautiful creations we see all around us, there has been nothing close to equalling your beauty. I mean, you have seen a lot of my words asking about your silence. But, the beauty of the matter is, every time I ask you, the way you keep prolonging this episode of silence is simply unmatched. It just draws me closer and closer to you. When we get something in the first instance itself, there is no achievement or a sense of accomplishment in it. But, the more we yearn for something and the more we keep taking efforts to attain it, there can be no accomplishment superior to that.

Eyes closed...

These are long nights with absolutely freezing temperatures outside. The night's chill is still not enough to put me to sleep. It feels nice to lie down but it is not anywhere nearer to attaining a peaceful sleep. There is a lot going on inside. A lot of questions, doubts and what not. I can set them aside easily nowadays because of the recent habit that I am so fond of. It is this habit that is keeping me so hooked nowadays. And, it has a lot to do with you, Bubbles \(^_^)/

Tribute to the legend...

Who wouldn't fall in Love? Why are the European machines so emotionally connecting? What amount of hardwork, design, research, involvement, dedication, performance will it take to replicate one of their creations? What a splendid masterpiece this is?! Three years of waiting, two years of yearning and now three years of owning.