Silence for the lack of better words

For the last few weeks I have longed to write, sometimes you wish you could just scribble your way out of “things”. Well it didn’t happen on part of my laziness and now it’s high time I blogged. Here goes…
I will begin with the things that happened in the past few weeks-
• My birthday came
• Got red assed for good three days and three nights (countless goodies and gifts too)
• I went for an event (XLRI was fun, wish I could spend more time there)
• My friend's neck was fucked, so were our ears (8 minute deep relaxation my ass!)
• He went through first surgery of his life (he’s fine now and god bless him always)
• Roll 4,10,15,23,59,..56,66,……48,64 caught everybody’s attention
• Few people fell to allergies, cold and other seasonal problems while dieting is a dream for FEW
• Phad Phadi Saxena interacted with a vehicle on an unusual trip outside the campus
• Maybe a few more open houses occurred here and there
• And yes Gold cup came to a titillating finish…
There is definitely more on the cards and it never really stops however by the end of it all, you still wonder where you have reached in life.
Well it would be stupid to say that I have got an answer to why MBA because it is just an extension of the pursuit of the impossible dreamTM, what matters is the feeling that I’ve had through all this time. I am shifting towards a mode where all I have to offer is silence.

There are phases in your life when something triggers a systematic destruction of the self. I wouldn’t say it is happening to me or to somebody, its just a thought being expressed but always remember when that time comes, there are people around who can see it.. talk to them and get out of it.
Take care and god bless…

for me, silence is better than a lot of things said and done...