Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Feel Free
There is always the feel free touch in writing journals. That’s what I feel, you may not agree. This blank sheet in front of me lures my thoughts to come out.
Temptation. It’s been a long time, not very long, maybe over a month I wrote anything worthwhile.
Worthwhile. Stares and glares, march out from the other side; you think a query made for whom.
I've just poured the tea and the cup's brim is cajoling the brew. With every sip the brims intimacy is decreasing. And, with every word I write down I fill up the blank space.
Irony. Why did I think about irony. Without a strike of sarcasm life is bleak
Question. For whom have I set this problem? Yes, for those … hmmm.
Joke. No way. How can I joke with you. I want you to be serious for the time being as you read these words.
Judgement. You are the judge. Give your judgement.
Receiving end. I’m here.
And the Punch. For that I’ll have to wait.
Comments
Sooz006 | April 16, 2008 - 18:19
Great to read you Gouri. Now that you have written keep going. As to being judged by what you write in a journal, that's the fantastic thing, it doesn't matter what other people think because they are your thoughts. What's the weather like your way?
gouri_guha | April 17, 2008 - 11:05
Your comment is a boost for me. Writing journals- spend less time as it is simply an individual thought shared in words.
To speak of the weather, its terribly hot, specially in Delhi. The temperature will soar at an alarming pace.
By the way whenever I do get time to visit the site I love to read your writings and enjoy them.
tcook | April 17, 2008 - 12:34
Good to have you back, gouri. Keep writing - you give us such a clear and fascinating insight into your world.