Miracle Child

Yeah I believe. No, I am not a believer in God per se.  I do believe in miracles. The possibility that there is a teeny tiny push/hope on the other side of which we see happiness. People are so very practical, cynical mostly, having a back up plan formulated, an approved plan B. I found it strange, amusing even. Why think of the possibility of your dear idea falling short at all? I push and push till I get it done with original plan alone, sometimes barely by an inch, puffing and sweating,but still! It took quite some time for me to realise that I am the strange one here. It was the matress of luck that saved me from the fall till now, I finally realised. When it run out, I couldnt see where I had ended up. But the touch of the unforgiving cold surface of concrete screamed unmistakeably. Contingency plans are long overdue, I suppose!

A date to remember

It's 3 am on a special day. It's the twelfth day, of the twelfth month of 2012. It's extremely rare. You get to witness something like this only once in your lifetime. So am thinking, it ought to mean something right? Isn't it supposed to made count off? I would like to believe so. Yup, that says a lot about the type of person I am. I tend to look for deeper connect. Am kinda obsessed. I look for signs everywhere, which I agree is completely weird for an atheist. You think I have it bad? Well at times I still believe am the one who gets the splash of the very first drop of rain, each time.

So in order to satisfy my persistent need of making something different of the day that today is,I resort to this blog post! (Which no one would probably ever read :-) ) . Writing random thoughts and hoping that I read this for years to come, with a smile on my face and a shake of the head.