Thoughts....#1

It's one of those rare days when you have so many things running on your mind, so many plans, so many ideas, but have nothing to do or implement in real, but to get bored and frustrated ! Basically, you find yourself locked in a cage, the key of which you yourself have swallowed in your stomach or let's put it in a different way; the key of which you have thrown away somewhere in the jungle, which only you can find, but unfortunately (or fortunately, may be) you can't as you're already locked in a "cage".
           Winter is here. Most of my friends who are studying in their hometown (which is eventually mine too) have their semester exams finished and are in the mood to chill and those studying outside have also joined them on the occasion of winter vacation and here I am, preparing myself for the much celebrated semester exam, which actually goes by the name of "BA LLB/BA LLB (Hons.)" and getting frustrated AF. Things just turned uglier when I came to know few hours back that all my friends have planned for a one day trip to Trishna, a prominent wildlife sanctuary of my state, Tripura, tomorrow only, exactly when I'll be giving my History exam in the exam hall.
At this point, what I need, or may be what I deserve is a well-done-beta-pat on my back from the Almighty himself. (Ok, I just gave myself one :))

            Anyways, as they say "life should go on and on and on", I'd be just waiting for my moment (which is obviously after 29th, when my exams gonna get over), in spite of knowing staffs like "you should create your own time" or "NOW is the time", etc. etc. etc...par kya kare ? After all exams are equally important, or may be less, or may be I am overestimating this thing more than what I should have, or may be on the demand of situation..... Whatever.. It'd lead to a completely different topic which actually needs a separate discussion. Hence, not going into all that till next time. :)
Time to rest my pen..ooopss.. Fingers, or Thumbs, to be more precise. It's been exactly 1 year and 9 days that I've logged on to blogspot and written something. Phew... Longgg time really, hah. Hope to visit soon to write something! Till then let me do whatever I want to do man. ;)

Thoughts.....#2

As I'm sitting outside the exam hall, waiting for others to come, a thought just hit me that made me realize the pros of being a (regular) blogger ! The first one to start, you can actually talk to yourself, yeah!! It may sound funny (to some of you) but I AM actually that kind of person whose 65-70% talk of the day is with himself, and I take pride in that. I love talking to myself. And it is not because a wanderer monk once said, "if you don't talk to yourself daily for at least half an hour, you'll not get to meet the most intellectual person on the earth.", but it is because I get an inner peace and satisfaction on talking to myself, which I'd never get by talking to anybody else (sorry parents, sorry best friends). You're your own master, everybody tells, but think the other way round dude, you're your own student too!! You'll get to re-discover (or say discover) yourself in a completely new avataar about which you may have never even dreamt of before. Just imagine! You and your loneliness, becoming the best of friends, and it's you who's basically governing them. And it's you who's basically following your own commands. 

                   Living on a country where you're governed by "your" representatives, you often miss out the fact that it's you and only you who's your own governor/master/commander. I often get envious over loners. Loners actually create much envy in me. They always make me think really hard that what make them happy, in spite of the fact that they've no friends, no acquaintances, nothing, they're simply on their own, ruling themselves, taking themselves wherever they want them to go, giving company to themselves and this is the very thought that made me write this blog!

This "they're simply on their own" is the point many of us miss out! What to do either? In this world of competitive machines, we often miss out the vital points. Not our fault!......................1/n