When in no motion…

..i was a toddler, I used to think my house, my mom and I were all in all, the world was limited. Then I grew up to be a school goer where the world extended to my school building, my neighborhood and people associated. The more I developed the wider the world extended. I was amazed at every change I observed at the pace of my understanding. The vision extended, thirst for more understanding left me more inquisitive, more confused but enhanced perception of such changes. It was then during high school days I found myself on the top sharing pride of many things around with overloaded courage and enthusiasm.

With this the onset of emotional responsiveness to relationships spreaded a virtual forest fire. Perpetual allurement to poetic instincts impaired my notions of motion towards reality of life. Love for moon and the stars, love for nature, a peaceful location and piles of sheets blackened with the letters 'untitled' led me to the place that belonged to heavenly lovelorn building a castle of imagination. My world extended beyond the real world far away. 'Love' I found was the prettiest word in my vocabulary. No wonder it limited to infatuation, the enticement towards lassies among friends. The flowers, love songs after dark, prose on relationships love and nature were synonyms. Crave for one such description never let me go after then. Everywhere I moved my eyes stucked at a glance. The entire story repeats, pour the love sick heart upon self and ended with a single side desire. The worst part of the time being unable to express in practice. The world then turned towards imagination that extended without boundaries, but a complete different one. With all these endurances today I am an aspiring environmental science graduate matured in physique and feelings. Still a vacant air loose site in heart hunts now and then. I know the limits and have experienced the edges, yet no courage to explore the true side of my heart –to express…. in this matter.

Folks! Courage is the best weapon. Better now then never. Everyone dwells passion, the more you preserve, and more it concentrates and is likely to overwhelm your thought to underestimate yourself. You improve your creativity. It extends wide enough if you try to explore and expose. In the other hand if you try to limit yourself to feelings and sufferings you miss the best part of life. 

.....wondering somewhere around 2007