I write because I feel!!

Sweet is this Italian phrase and even sweeter is the feel of it. All this while I was diving deep into the feeling of “doing nothing” almost nothing at all…no writing, no reading, no cooking, no grooming, no cribbing, no planning, no laughing, no caring, and no eating, but as they say all good things have a short lifespan, this one too died before its time… A few more haps and mishaps in my life changed my outlook towards life and I completely shunned myself out of life. A big “NO” to almost everything around became my favourite word. But what the hell this phase of self-denial too didn’t last for long and now I am back again to where I was. Now when I think of the past few months, I feel more at peace may be because in times of “Yes I can”, “Just Do it” etc I chose a “NO” for everything and guess what was lucky to be in times like today that even my “NO to everything” couldn’t survive for too long. I immensely enjoyed this denial phase of “a plain NO”, cold it may sound to you and se...

Come on hold my hand, I wanna contact the living. Not sure I understand this role I have been given. I sit and talk to inner me and just laugh at my plans, My head speaks a language, I don’t understand…I think I just feel or may be I just want to feel that I think... Just when I was feeling that it’s time to put a break to what and how I feel about thousands things around and was trying hard not to feel and then think, I realised that we all feel and it’s just impossible to live life without feeling being alive. Keeping all logics aside, in which we try hard to fit ourselves best, I have decided now to come to terms with life and, thus, I feel that what is more important in life is about “how we feel” than any practical art applied to it, in which case why should we hide or not believe in what and how we feel? I feel about every thing around, may be it horrifies me many times and I get hurt almost every time I start feeling, but then I feel, think and believe that being human, it is j...