First Post

Yeah.. its my diary. Good or bad but this is it. Its my space. Its my space afterall. There are times when I want to share my thoughts with someone. Eralier I wrote them down on a diary. Then I wrote a white paper document to vent out myself. And now this is it. Typing is more fun than writing. And then there is that strong urge inside myself to freak out. And thats decided. I am gonna freak out soon. Sometimes things are so much on the nerves that I eather go to a temple or I go to Rishikesh. Well, these are times when a want a trusted person to listen to me, love me, guide me and who belongs to me. When I look around, I find nobody. There are friends, there is my father, there are certain relatives. But though I love them, they are too distant. I fall short of reaching out to them. So I reach out to God or Ganga. Ganga is like a mother to me and God is like a friend who doesn't mind if I cry in front of him, make accusations and frown in anger. Both of them have always embraced me and loved me. But apart from the emotional moments and the moments of desperation. There is a lot more that I want to write. I want to record that stuff. Otherwise I just think and forget and then after some time I realise that I should have written it down.

I want to make things clearer to myself. No fear, no guilt. Clear principles. Truth and freedom. Respect for some, carelessness for others. No bending of facts. Everything straight from my heart. Bye bye hypocracy. Welcome Life.