Just a moment ....

I was restless and couldnt sleep much last night.Unusually,  I woke up before sunrise. May be because of  the tension I had about today’s work. I have been assigned a bigger responsibility and I have to keep up to it inorder to survive in the business, Afterall Life is a race.. ! I’m little too young to work  but I am happy,as long as I get to earn and I am independent. Well not really independent, But atleast my mother feels so.Well, I dint tell you where I stay right? I live in Hyderabad, The City of Love... :) Since generations we have been in Hyderabad. Over the years, now everyone in family knows each and every corner, every gully, road and buildings of whole hyderabad, except me. When we lived around old city, it did not help us much. The economy was ok kinds; well there is no monetary strength to be frank. After shifting the business area to the heart of the city everything bloomed, our family business and economic strength. I have better friends now. T...

A shattered beginning or a beginning with cracks might have often left us numb.. We always  take a back step fearing of being rejected,crticized or about its consequenses istead of the actual part of "doing it". We are not afraid to love , But just afraid of not being loved back... we are not afraid of people around us, We are just afraid of rejection.. Why do we always look for a grandeur start? Well, I cant answer this, because I am also a part of that "we"..But then, when there is question, we most of the times find an answer to it within us or our surroundings which guide most of our thoughts. Hmmm, well it seems to be a bit complicated isnt it? Let me try to make it easy...and for that I shall tell you a story of a gal.. A new gal in the town.. A gal who is sweet,innocent and full of life...A girl who is always with me.. Hmmm You might have also come across a gal like this. She sits near you, and lends her spark of smile. She keeps trying to be a be...

Her presence is still felt, on the walls she leaned on, on the places she sat and on the places where we walked together hand in hand.. Her loud laugh, her talks, still spin in my head, in never ending circles. If I close my eyes I can almost see her in front of me.For a moment then I will believe that she is there, her smile as she looks up at me, her own laughter as she cracks a bad joke, or laughs at mine, she protecting me from my friends( I could never be happier!), she is there yes. If I close my eyes she IS there isn’t she??? I walk along memory lane, now and then stopping in front of the café we ate at or the interesting conversation we had. I looked at the two people who were there, unaware of the moments passing, still blissfully sitting in each others company, still living those moments.I can see US in them...Every moment, everything I look at, to me now, is beyond precious. Memories, they still hang around, some rusty,Some fresh but they are still here. I close my ey...