Absconding Paranoid

Gazing at the moon Life moves on... Another day again Sunrise starts too soon Its the love... that remains for eternity! Its the love... that made mom devote her time to play 'boo' with us n be stern while making us learn Gazing at the moon Life moves on... Another day again Sunrise starts too soon Its the love... that makes the heart move!! Its the love... that made dad save every penny n spend on us and spend for us Gazing at the moon Life moves on... Another day again Sunrise starts too soon Its the love... that makes granny sing the lullabies Its the love... that makes grampa tell the fantasy stories Gazing at the moon Life moves on... Another day again Sunrise starts too soon But from sunrise to sunset Its just the love... that stays all day long Like an ever green song... pleasant and pleasing... as long as its 'playing' ;)

Some see life as a goal to reach. Some create a path to follow while some choose from existing ones. All of them are eager to reach the destination and mark their lives with the schedule and plan. Once they reach there, life seems happy for them and they will be content. At that point of time, they again see life becoming normal and soon find themselves bored! The truth is, I am not one of those. I prefer to look back at my life when I reach a point when I really get bored! All those words written long back suddenly would seem to bring back those days and dust those memories. All the pictures, lying steady in the albums and harddisks would suddenly start moving in the mind. The path chosen or taken might be nice or unpleasant... but the happiness we get while travelling will always be relished even more when feeling it at the destination. Life can be enjoyed only when we choose to accept both happiness and sadness together. Whether lonely or together, it doesnt matter. The laug

I dont know if this post makes sense here but this has been quite a rib-tickler since a few weeks :) One fine day at the coffee place, one guy was narrating this joke from Santosham movie: 'Brahmi approaches Nagarjuna and asks a question as to how an egg which falls from top floor doesnt break. Nag tries all sorts of answers but Brahmi disapproves all. He finally reveals the answer that the reason is 'Pure Luck' :D ' To this, we laughed alot. Just then another guy, who recently recovered from an accident, entered the coffee place and asked us why we were laughing so much. Another guy replied : 'There is this guy, who fell from his bike, skidded a good 10 m, and escaped unhurt. How?' 'Is he wearing gloves and knee pads?' 'No' 'Helmet?' 'No' 'He fell on the bike?' 'No' 'Then how?' 'Its Pure Luck :D' ------------ A few days later, some guys were solving puzzles. One guy p