Dont kill ur dreamz.

Itz great to have a dream!!!!!!!!!!!

Its great to press the '!' key on the keyboard for a long time.!!!!!!!!!

Itz great to write a blog!!!!!!!

Itz even great to express!!!!!!!

Itz great just to be surrounded by so many greats!!!!!!

Comin back to Dreamz........ How often do you dream? or rather how often do you remember your dreamz? Science tells us that we all hav dreamz but not all of us do remeber them. Religion tells us that only good dreamz are to be shared and the bad dreamz to be kept with you. Dreamz carry us into a world where the rules of reality do not apply.

I was all by myself in my room. It was night for sure. It crossed midnight. I wasnt sure what i wanted to do. I lay upon my back, my head resting over the pillow,legs straight, my brain thinkin of the usual nonsense, it had always been upto, and my eyes droopy yet open watching the fan revolve. The next moment i was asleep.

### I was on the roof of my paternal grand father's house and all of a sudden i fell from the roof. i was falling and then there was a discrete feelin runnin, a feelin that is experienced by a freely falling body perhaps. A feelin of approach to the ground. A feelin of bouyancy effect. All these runnin and i suddenly awoke. I was still experiencing the fall. it took a few seconds before i came back to normal.

I applied newtons first law here. I continued to be in the same state even after the dream was over till the external stimulus, perhaps my brain, produced the friction effect to have a stop on it. I pondered over this. Would it have been the same feeling had i really fell from such a height? I couldnt get the answer. I presumed yes. So, i had experienced a close to death situation.

People usually tell that you dream of things that you long for or have been thinkin of for quite some time, but my dreamz are contrary. I dream of things which i wasnt associated with anywhere in the near past. Reason? i don know. What i hav deduced is that i put my sub-conscious mind to work on things that i desire and at some point in space and time they come out as dreamzzzzzzzzz.

Dont kill ur dreamz. Dreamz do mean something, though you cant term it as prediction of future. Dreams provide you with fodder to think upon. More often than not my dreamz remain incomplete and i find myself crafting theories to conclude them. Dreams need to be interpreted. Ancestors had means of analysing dreams. we have lost it by concentrating too much on logic and less on creativity.

---------------> Zahid

Is luv a 3 letter word ?

Nice question..... There must be a price for it!!!!!!!!!

For those internet freaks n the sms addict’s luv is sure a 3 letter word. For those perfectionist grammatical pundits who are especially particular over spellings and punctuation it can be nothing but a 4 letter word. For those ones who are not quite literate and hav had bad schooling it can vary depending on god knows what! For tennis, badminton and tt freaks it is a ZERO.

Those who hav understood this itz great. For those whose brain hasn't asked their lips to impart a smile, itz normal too.... they can continue wid the remainder of the blog.

I searched through Google and Oxford dictionary to check out how many letters it indeed had?

The first definition I could find was that love ‘was a pleasure’. P-L-E-A-S-U-R-E was an 8 letter word. Then I checked what pleasure was. Pleasure was an activity that affords enjoyment. I presumed it wrong….love doesn’t afford anything.

The second one I found was ' a strong positive E-M-O-T-I-O-N '. Then love was a 7 letter word. Emotion meant a feeling but love can’t be described as just a feeelin.....it engulfs larger things.

Then I found ‘an O-B-J-E-C-T of warm affection' . It was a 6 letter word. Then I checked what object meant. Object was defined as a visible entity..... Then I presumed that love isn’t a 6 letter word for love isn't visible.

Then I found that love was a 'a beloved H-U-M-A-N '. Then love was a 5 letter word. I looked into human, I found human was just another person like us. Love can be an inanimate thing also. I concluded love aint 5 letter.

Then I found that love was’ L-U-S-T’. Then love would be 4 letter. But then lust can be love but love cant be lust…..vice versa aint true.

Finally I found that love was ‘S-E-X'. Then love would be a 3 letter word. Thinking conventionally love wasn’t sex either.

I couldn’t find any two letter or uni-letter ones.

What then was love? How many letters does it contain?

Google provides the world with answers to every question but it couldn’t give an answer to one of the most elementary questions that the world is after, the world is really crazy to know. The world needs an answer to this question to act accordingly. The world needs an answer so that they don’t hit the bottom when things go wrong. Love needs a global meaning. Letz see how fast can google hit upon a solution.

--------------------------> Z @ [-] ! !)

TTT - The Time Traveller

The time frame i was in always differed a lot from others who were striving hard for each and every thing they wanted in their life... The past and future is always been a myth to me..

A lot of people vary with our opinions amidst our fact being right or wrong.. Its just that., they have some kinda objection for whatever we bring out.. same as we.. we also have the same kinda scientific disease.. its not epidemic.. its cultivated all in ourself.. thats why White blood cells got act as a saviour in the cases where the Red cells try to dominate..

The time traveller was my best friend.. until i realised that i dunt need it.. is it contradicting., how can ya dunt need ya best friend.. well., it was kinda MPD that created and annihilated all within my neurons!! i travelled a lot back in our history and a lot forward in the future., he tuk me where ever i wanted..

One day., it was like., a dampned twilight during those spring evenings.. when suddenly it showered., i wanted to make myself drooped in those un-seasonal rain water.. my soul was even more thirsty., i was kinda stuck my some kinda awe.. i met sumone., right in front of me.. he was, rather it was a kinda impression which i saw in the rain waters that were railing down wards to the earth..

It sed me., that i can do to any place of any time period i wished., i went to my childhood and saw myself so happy and not caring abt any other things.. then again., i went to future to my settled time in which i was relaxed a lot having the sip of my last few days.. i came back to present.. when i cud be happy and relaxed at the beggining., why this fuss and fussed up things all inbetween..

I cud remember the dialogue from a famous film : "we kip one foot in the past., another in the future and piss at the present" ha ha., very funny.. well this friend of mine was so sweet., for the reason it cud do things unimaginable., but it was the one which made me find so miserable of what i am..

I felt., this.. having too much good is also a bad.. i know sumthng that is not very ineterstin for all of ya.. the DEJA VU's everyone have is not really a imagination.. its the minds power to think a lot before it happens..

Time travellin is not possible.. juz forget it.. make things around ya in ya present to be more beautiful which inturn makes u more beautiful.. love ya surroundings and it will be the best that can make ya happy forever..

AIZY

Sweet Child Of Mine !

Where were me before., i started searchin those identity., of which i have lost all the details..

This turn of life., is always unforgettable only when ya reach a time space while it become precious.. For us., the thing we are in is not as much important cos we dont understand its values..
We get to know abt sumthn only when it leaves us., or we move away

I wanted to fly like a bird., with my wings flippin in the wind which has no other obstacles.. But., most of us become like someone who has been hatched and spent the life time inside the shell with both his wings unopened without a chance to.!

I know how much it hurts when u feel depressed., but when u come out of it and have a blast out of nowhere., the pleasures are unimaginable.. U feel gifted.. u feel immortal.. u feel the soul inside ya to be PURE.. IF u come to know that sumthngs gonna leave ya., u try much harder to kip it beside ya., u try not to allow it out of ya grip..

the same things which was lying all un attended., with no feelings involved..!!

our childhood is one secret desires we all wanted to back in.. the time of ours with full innocence flowing out and the ignorance abt the bad parts of life is always sweet.. our hearts beats are nearly visible..

i want to be back in there., not thru any vision or technolgy.. in my actions and sayings.. in my feelings and emotions.. in my words and punctuations.. in my sights and senses... i wanna redeem that back into me.. i know i wud fail., but that sweet child of mine always lives in me!!

AIZY

Thoughtz over an Isobaric process

I wasnt feelin sleepy. I had no other option but to think. I slithered into virtual dreams...... lots of things haunted me. One thing amongst it was my current position in the immediate environment. How useful am i to my immediate environment? what purpose do i serve which others dont? How many people around me need me?

I cudnt find more than two people who need me. For a moment i felt i couldnt live like this. There must be something abt me that lies unique to me. I knew there lies sumthn that contains me and indifferent to everyone but i just couldnt find it. I asked my conscience repeatedly without any use. To evade answers to all these questions i put my thinkin organ on something else sub-consciously.

My thoughts again raced towards her. It was 2 years since i met her and i wanted to endure her. It wasnt any urgency but somethin i couldnt better explain. I loved her . She loved me. But we had different definitions of love. That was'nt the point that seperated us. She knew my definition. I knew hers. But we couldnt intrude upon each others definitions.

The other day i read that when a girl fiddles with her hair when she talks with you she likes you and she is interested in what you are speaking . A parallel statement is that when a man looks at you into the eyes then he is interested. From that day i started noticing people when i talked. while most of the men watched into the eyes, i did not find many women playing with their hair. Over the days i found only one gal playing wid her hair. No regrets though.

I'm now waitin to meet her, to see her into her eyes when she talks, n to see if she runs her hand through her silky soft hair. GUSTO !!!!!

----------------->hazy!!!!!

I've got Q's bt nt A's !

When u r blank., u feel numb and ur output is goin awesome.. and when u r fulfilled with things all makin ya happy., u get stuck and ur give negative output..

this is the kinda phase im feelin for the past one week.. so only cudnt deliver any post.. and just now., i feel i have reached the slump state i.e., the peak state of my depression.. i was around with my friends., all pouring their love and all havin fun in sum or other way.. i was havin the things what ever i wanted to be goin on the course it needs to be.. still., i found a vaccum filled in my heart..

i cudnt bring out what i was facing literally.. i felt like feelin no emotions as such.. i dunno what i needed., and i dint know what i was thinking.. it was as if a blanket of depression has surrounded me and it dint want me out.. i started suffocating inside...

With just two days for my 21st b'day., people all over wishing me., i was in a emotional turmoil., why!? why!?? i cudnt get me a solution.. but actually i dint have a question for which i wanted a solution.. time was passing away., i was kind of infected part., the depression which i had., was easily founded by friends and they felt the same way a little bit.. so for not making things worse., i moved away from them and made myself alone..

i wanted to ask myself sumthn for which i was acting in such a way.. i was searching a lot inside me., my mind aint workin and my heart aint in a position to think about that.. i wanted to break free from this situation and wanted to be normal.. when a door of light opened., it was concreted by 10 doors of darkness.. i felt like., a souless humane..

my friends., my family., my love-life., my college., my status., my diginity., my health., my wealth etc everything was in a safe position., but the thing is that i lost myself.. this translation period was horrifyin.. it was like., a snail bearing a shell in its back..!! but atleast., it was accustomed to it.. but not me.. we all have mood swings., but it wasnt a kinda of that.. it was like., all my moods feelings and emotions were killed off..

i really wanted to be normal., i cudnt pray., i cudnt think., i cudnt feel., i cudnt eat., i cudnt cry., i cudnt live...

for which., am still searchin a answer.. i feel a little light after ligthing up something infront of someone., i wish and hope i will be fine very soon.. its really hard to be in a position where u dunno whats the problem.. i have had enuf..

pls., lemme out.., lemme face the sunlight., lemme feel the breeze., lemme taste the nectar., lemme smell the blossoms.. lemme be me!!

I want the Questions soon!! else., i will be killing me softly..

AIZY