Loose Sheets Vs. Notebook

As soon as I came to college, I began a new life; I wanted to amend a few things and I did. Out of all the amendment acts bestowed by me, one of them was writing on loose sheets and plain paper. Although, I gave plain paper, an approval after I started writing neat and straight without much of the deviation on the abscissa from the point where the word started to the point where the word ended. But eventually, I gave green signal to the plain paper, influenced not only by my recently acquired excellence in writing those days but also by the fact that plain paper was the only loose sheet that was available in the campus. Considering loose sheets were my priority, graph papers were also an option but isn't it obvious why I ruled it out?

Now the reason why I thought of loose sheets in the first place; I wanted to explore things to it's maximum depth and writing loose fuels that, in a way, that you can always keep adding your notes but notebook confines things. After all, you can skip to a different topic leaving a certain number of pages only. But when it comes to being loose, you can easily skip infinite pages.

The second is a very funny one. Many a times when I write, I loose enthusiasm in the middle of it. Something else tends to grapple my attention, resulting in an unmotivated piece of writing that would repulse anyone. The choice that I made makes sure that I add only the motivated writings and nothing else.

Ultimately, I dropped the idea of writing in Notebooks. But now after an year and a half, I'm thinking that may be, maybe writing in notebooks isn't bad after all.
Arranging everything chronologically is also a very good way of arranging things. Plus, it also saves a lot of effort which I put into managing loose sheets.

So, I finally, I'm making up my mind once again.
Academics- Loose Sheets (No Strings Attached)
Everything Else- The Notebook

Loose Sheets Vs. Notebook

So, basically what I did was I glued this Forever Heart

So, I reconnected with her. And let me tell you straight. It was no big deal, it was not an affair full of surprises but a very obvious and silent affair, not literally because it was Diwali a day before and everything was so full of noises specially Mukesh bursting crackers long after everyone went to their respective rooms except Bhanu who was still persuading me to sleep with him.

I called her up after a gap of four months. It took time to dial in the digits because last time when I got acquainted with that ugly phase, I deleted her number. 
 [but wait I shouldn't call that incident an ugly phase coz as far as I can remember the following day, it is the only day which I spent in a very routined way, morning breakfast, attending all the classes and issuing books from the library and going to bed right after dinner]
and I had to look into previous files and folders to look for her number. I called her up but all I heard was a busy tone and then I tried about for three times straight but the same thing happened.
And then after waiting for 10 to 15 mins, I called her again and this time she was on the other end.

The network was fucked up and hence our conversation was small, really really small but it was relaxing. It was like I was carrying this huge burden on my back and I disposed off all that encumbrance today.
I can't be angry with a person for too long as I figure out soon enough that whatever situation arises, there is some contribution of me too. The sooner I figure out, the quicker my anger sublimes. Therefore, though I talked to her today but that doesn't mean that I was angry all the way long. In fact I spitted out all the frustration and craziness right after two or three days and in these months, I even wished for her well being during every festival we came across. But I was abstaining myself from talking mainly because of two reasons. Firstly, I was looking for a beautiful just like a stereotypical Indian, waiting for a muhurt. :P. And secondly, I was testing myself that whether or not I can conquer myself. During the past one year, she became my habit and right after all these things happened, the initial days were very difficult and that was the prime reason, why I had to delete her digits. "Na rahega baans na bajegi bansuri". Since, I was trying to get away from her, my messaging habit got dull. But after about a month, everything became fine. I was no longer a love lorn. I got steering in my hands and now when I'm sure that I won't loose control, giving ride to person won't prove to be my doom rather it'd be a friendly gesture.

"Jinki manzille ek hoti hai, wo aksar raastein mein hi milte hai"

Why do I write here?

We live in a world where anyone can be a reporter anytime? Log in to twitter and you're a pigeon delivering messages and news.

We live in a world where anyone of us can be poets? Modern poems hardly need a rhyme scheme or a literary device. So, log in to poemhunter.com and congratulations you're one among the poets.

As a matter of fact, one can even be a novelist. Write your success story or if you failed, write your failure story and who knows. They can be the best sellers of tomorrow.

And here I am, wanting to be all of them but still stuck in my routinely affairs.

One of the prime reasons, Why I write here on Blogger is that my family and friends hardly know that I exist here.

I like to talk to people. I like to socialize. But very often almost all the time when I get into a conversation, I offend people. Although, I never mean to but it happens.

So, blogger is quite a nice place for me right now. I can write my mind here letting myself convinced that some way or the other, I'm socializing and since, hardly anyone knows of my presence here, it guarantees that no one is offended by me.

A perfect place for people like me.