My Postman uncle....

Tring! ! Tring! ! ....Thats the sound which brings back memories of My postman uncle....i used to wait at the gate for that special Greeting from relatives....or some unexpected parcel....or a letter from my friend.....The traditional blue coloured paper which once got so much of joy and laughter along with it has now become extinct...
This thought crossed my mind as I was looking out through the window of my bus on my way back from office...it was one of those sleepless bus rides back home....I observed a Postman collecting a bunch of letters...just a hand full of 'em...
I really felt sad that technology has brought a lotta changes to our lives and surely to the life of a poor postman......
The once glowing face of my postman uncle has changed forever...and so has the lives of a thousand postmen in India....
They say nothing lasts forever....email is gonan be history one day....but when?...who knows?.....

paradise lake......

We visit a thousand places in a lifetime....but only a few remain as an everlasting image in our beautiful mind......one of those places which would remain with me is the lake near my house.....
Its the perfect place for a casual walk or a romatic talk......
I luckily happened to experience both :o)

Water has a very soothing effect in more ways than one.....therez something mesmerizing about the pleasant breeze blowing against my face n making my hair a beautiful mess.......I feel relaxed the minute I go to that place.....the sudden silence puts all my stressed nerves to rest.....
there were days when I used to go to the lake n sit by the Concrete Banks......thinking of my future...my life n a whole lot of things that keep bothering me when I'm low.......well...all of us find our own way of getting rid of the complexities our brain wanders off into often.....this is how I do it....

I recently had the most amazing experince ....an experince of a different kind....
After a perfect day with the person I adore the most, I happened to get a chance to take her to this little paradise of mine.....as we sat there.....I looked at her hair making waves, as if they were thrilled n enjoyed the breeze blowing against them....n her pretty face lit up in the only source of light which came from a lamp post.......her voice so musical that it could make Mozart speechless....she spoke so softly that it would make the chirping crickets stop their racket n curious to listen to what she wanted to say.....it truely felt like heaven....

It was a wonderful moment.......that i wished I could freeze in time n keep with me forever........