Feeling Blue ……..

Miles away from home …. sitting in my office ……..
Poundering, Is this the life I always wanted ……… I am earning good, living good, working good….. but is it happening really good……..
Whenever my family wants me to be with them ….. in happiness … in sorrow … in joy … in gay … why everytime … something stops me ….
We have time to chat in IM… to sit in cafeteria for hours…. hang out on weekends…. to have long calls… but when it comes to home …. we always runs out of time ….
Are we creating a distance between us and our loved ones ?? why do we change so much ……. Is this the life we always wanted ….
Miss my home …. my family … my loved ones …. dont let the miles affect your relations ….. your bonding ….. your affections….
Things will change …. just make a try …… you will not feel blue in your life …. if you have your loved ones around …. things will change …. make a try ……….

ROOM NO. 15

It was my first day in college …. and in hostel too….. ground floor room no. 22… two roomies … 20 more gals in our block …. and around 60 seniors …. all staring at us …. seems like when our parents will go and they will attack on us …huh!!!!!! that part of life was called as “Ragging”…. and unfortunately … we all were called for the session … then introduction … and now set of instructions …. wish every senior number of times u see her … never ever have eye contact with them … dont go to Mess until all seniors finish their food … and blah blah …. felt abased that moment …. few gals were so weak hearted , they went home on that sunday …. Well, me being from far place i had to stay in all small holidays … that part of my life was “loneliness”…..
There was one room in our block which was not allocated to anyone ….. vacant … no shelf… no cot… no fan … ROOM NO.15…..I dunno why but whenever i was alone or feeling low … i used to go in that room …. i feel so good … because when i was there … its me … inner me … i can cry there …. sit there for hours …. and i feel so light when i used to come from there….. I started studying there …. because nobody used to come there …. and i was so comfortable in that room ….. i can concentrate more …. That part of my life was “discovering myself”.
That room has seen all my phases of life in hostel …. i have shared my thoughts … my pain …. my anger … I dunno why …. but till now when i feel very low and depressing …. I miss that room ….. my best companion in hostel ……
People say that we had fallen into wrong company because we cant stay alone …. but i feel its better to be alone then with bad people ….. When i look back into my college life …. i feel i was alone …… but not lonely… discover yourself …. Prove yourself …. Your family wants u …. they love u ….. thats why they send us so far … just because they want us to become something ….. May be in ur life u wont get room no. 15 …. but it may come in some other form ……
Discover your inner self !!!!!!