Yet Another Year not to Forget.

         Counting the days is not easy. It must be the most difficult task. I don’t know about others but, it is in my case. What if the days go fast and you so-called forgot to count them even for the better remembrance. It must be a greater tragedy than the former one. The best days are rarely counted.

        There must be only a few moments and times that are forgotten to count. Like in my case the great times spent with my dear friends, the loved ones, etc. they are rarely counted as we always remain busy enjoying the moments.

Though most of us missing. Great class pic.

        Now there must be a confusion to the readers what am I writing this all about. I would no longer go round and round the corner and would come to the point. It is again all about the time and those great moments I have spent with my dear friends and teachers at St. Xavier's college in the past two years. Time flies so fast. The toe that I almost broke

Care

            I am not on this writing through any research or any discussions. This topic may mean a lot to every person. It is what we all are surrounded by and most of us must think we can never be away from it. This writing is merely my personal perception about the topic. Yes of course care must mean a lot

Friends...............

       It’s nearly midnight. The valley is burning like hell due to summer yet can feel fresh air in from my window. I must have been asleep few minutes ago but something striked my mind. It has been long time I have not been writing. What should I be writing about is what striked. Really had no idea

Writing confusion.

     

               Returning to blog has become a bit of new thing for me these days. Actually am right now in the library and had nothing to do so was forced by my mind to go through this. Writing is being my hobby these days. But write about what has always become my confusion. Friends are asking for the articles to publish in the magazine but still am unable to start a writing. What would be better for writing to publish in a magazine must have been my confusion so far. I am even getting confused about the language that I should be writing.
Hope always remains. I will start on something to write and something to express.
Hope.