Things that strike me

Hello everyone.. Today when i was coming to my office from home i was very determined to notice things around me that on normal days i don't notice why because i listen to the latest songs on my mp3 player and generally when i hear songs i don't notice things, so the first thing that struck me was a very old firm tree . That tree must have have been there for a long time maybe say 50 years or even more than that... i paused to think who must have planted that tree and what thought did cross his mind or whether anyone planted it or it must have grown on its own.. Several people for years must have seen that tree there.. someone must have given a thought to it the way i am giving now.. or the tree unnoticed?

Anyway leave the tree where it is standing.

The next thing immediately to strike me was the 10 rs. note in my hand i had taken that note out of my wallet, yes my wallet , off white wallet that has been gifted to me by a close friend, maybe in my next blog i will write in detail about how much i love gifts.. coming back to the 10 rs. note so what struck me was the picture of Mahatma Gandhi. Yes Bapu must have never thought that his picture will be used this way and even years after his death he will be loved like this. Have we ever realized that whether its the picture of our beloved father of the nation is the reason behind our blind love for these notes or their value, whatever be the reason at least we give respect to the man who fought for us in a unique way to ensure that no other country rules upon us. 

Too much of history right, i remember how much i detested learning about historical dates.. 

And then the last thing strike me was my city - Patna 

Yesterday only there was news of 7-8 bomb blasts that rocked Patna and today the city is back to its normal ways. People are as usual going to their respective places of work. Its the best thing about life that it goes on........................

Yet Again.....

finally i am back at writing.. last 2 years did blunders to my writing skills.

Why i say this because i was busy tweeting. 140 characters are all it needs so i am accustomed to write within that limit. Though its fun but yes i do miss my diary my oldest friend dont even remember where the poor thing is lying in my house, the way i came back here writing my blog again , i wish to get back to my diary, my pen aah i miss them.

So here i am writing the blog after 2 whole years, nothing is in my mind as usual and yes it has become common these days generally nothing comes in my mind.. lots of rust has taken place but i will scratch it out. Life takes a full circle. The circle of life brings everyone to the place they start their journey from..

Hope to write till i die
Lazy Blogger