Ghanta Plan!

I am big on making plans. Probably one of my favorite things to do. Whatever the situation is, I have got to plan. Shopping? Plan. Friends day out? Plan. Exams timetable? Plan. Decorating my boring old cupboard? Plan. I even used to had this habit of jotting down my not-so-spontaneous plans in cellphones memo, I am  glad I am over those! Anyway mostly at the end of the day I feel kind of let down because things never go as you plan. My imagination has never heard of misfortunes, or if it has it tends to forget, but in reality they are bound to happen now and then. Also, I am super-lazy ass person. After spending like 13 hours on an awesome daydream, I do nothing and yes It is awesomely called as 'GHANTA plan'. I get bored. So I have decided no more planning, for time being, at least.


.......And I heart Chandler Bing in Friends. \m/

Why blog

I used to have strong urge to write a journal, when in school, but I did not for the fear of parents reading it. When I went to college, I realized my newly found freedom and  later on, discovered blogging. I think, it all had started in school but took a better shape when I joined Distance learning after school.I Didn't switch blogs, I used to write really dark English poems with super awesome grammatical mistakes for which any poet will definitely dig a grave and drag me into it without taking a second, sad to death.Then I started writing on life updates, short stories, some happy blogging happened, and then a break.It wasn’t regular, it became too personal too. I went through some really odd phase however those blog posts are still safe with me.I realized what I wanted. And hence The Pearl in darkness happened.

I write because that is who I am, that is why I live, if I do not, I may die because of the non-stop conversations that I have with myself. I have this constant urge to talk, to express but not everyone has time to listen to me! If at all, the world listened to me, it would have been a peaceful place by now.The only option I am left with is penning down what I think of. I like to maintain a journal, but I pour down my heart.Earlier I had this strong urge of not letting anyone know about my blog but then later it didn't matter to me how people judge my posts.This is my place, this is a part of me which I am nurturing for the dreams I have had for a decade now.

Don’t you ever want to get lost in dark snowy forest of Oaks, Beeches and Pines?
Well, I want and this dream ends up with horns of rickshaws and autos.

And now when I have got my computer fixed I expect to be regular.

A Big Thank you for staying here and adding glitter to my pearls.