Writing My Mind

…With this old laptop refusing to get younger

And a rough wooden chair too !

Can I really write my bubbly mind, cheerfully

And put my heart before you !!!

Yes. Sitting in front of my old laptop on an uncomfortable wooden chair in the middle of the night, I’m trying to write my mind and heart on screen. How difficult can it be? There’s so much running on mind which I want to put down here but am unable to. I know the words, yet I seem to fail. I am moving in my seat and raking my brain, trying to come up with something interesting for you.

Just before I sat down I was told by a soul that I should not think what I am going to write about. I was told to just let the words flow. As simple as that; and here I go. In my small life of less than 40 winters, I’ve come a long way from the carefree days of my childhood. Life keeps me busy in daily bits of happiness and sorrow side by side.

In these racing times, I decided to enjoy every big and small moment which came my way. How many of us take out time and watch a simple sunrise or sunset? Or laugh with our children, take a walk in the park and admire the green trees and the blue sky above us; hear the birds singing and see the butterfly fluttering away?

These small things fade away in these stressful times of today and bigger things like credit card bills and EMIs take over. Then comes even the bigger question — what am I living for? At some or the other point, we all ask this and never find the answers. But I will ask a different question, as I do not regret a single moment of my life. Thank you, the soul for making the wind blow my way. Yes.

Yes, I have higher mountains to climb

And deeper oceans to swim

I have so much to do and so much to see

Before I complete my forty