The bike ride

I went with my bro for a long ride on Hosur Road to Electronic City on his bike.


It feels really nice when the bike is running at 90 and you can just close your eyes and feel the wind going past your ears, the roaring wind, no other sound can reach you, and you can actually feel that air has also got mass and volume, as... proved in school science experiments :). Awesome. I just love bike rides.
 
There is so much to life than musing over things. You can't stop anyone from thinking what he wants to think. You cannot stop the winds around from lighting up the cinders. What you can control is your own thoughts and your own intentions. If you own a clear conscience, you are in the best state of mind you can be. Cause when there is even a very little thing biting on your conscience you cannot enjoy the best of your favorite hobbies.
 
I can only intend well and let go.
 
Everything will come around. God will be my advocate. He is the one who has been with me and will be with me always. No matter what. As long as I prove worthy.
 
This is what I thought of among other things while enjoying my bike ride :)
 
Take care and stay happy

Just being me

I wanted to put in what is going through my mind right now...but then I feel blank.... no particular direction in my thoughts is there.

I want to be able to write something like my other blogger friends do; something which sounds very mature and very serious and has something for every one in it; which has some meaning; some great truth of life, like the blogs that others write and I just relish.

I tapped all corners of my brain but could not come up with anything. Then I thought what is it that makes me want to write the way the others write? Is it love for writing ? No, and I discovered an ugly truth about me. I could not stand being an audience, I was being jealous of creativity in others.

Oh no ! I must take that negative me out here on this page...and leave it here.

Sorry to my friends for I got jealous. I love your work.
Sorry to me, the part in me that thinks I am a good person, I am yet to go a long way.

Felt miserable at the discovery and now feel happy too; cause I found it now, I can step on it now and try to rise above.

Is it that easy.....? Well let me try :)

I want to be me and be able to feel proud about being me. God help me.

Oh so much of "Me". I have heard to achieve greatness we must put behind the "Me"... but this "Me" is the thing that has to be dealt with now..... only when I have dealt with me can I think about "You".

If someday I call you.....

If someday I call you;
will you meet me at a moments notice?
Will you let me cry on your shoulders n not ask me why;
neither console nor quiet me.
Will you just let me cry
till my eyes dry

If someday I call you.........