Just dropped by to say hi!

Hello! There is so much I've written on this page when I was in school, it serves as a little reminder of the journey I embarked on to get to where I am today.

I started this page to emulate a senior from school who inspired me very much through their writing. It was just extremely real. I would eagerly look forward to a post on that blog. I remember like it was just yesterday!

Then, after battling a lot of self doubt and hesitation came Times and Winds. A place for my thoughts.

My friends would often tell me that for someone whose very cheerful in life, my writing is quite grim and profound. I was never able to answer them then but deep inside, I've always been extremely poetic. I've always loved interpretation, and I still do. Poetry makes you think the way you do. It's everything that you're connected to and feel for, that builds your thoughts.

Today, I spent sometime reading my own thoughts from my past, and it's a feeling I can't explain. Having said that, I don't want to change anything (not even the grammatical errors).

Times and winds have changed a lot lately, but this is where it all started.

There was a little pause, but today we begin again.

Ranting

Where is that glitter and gold you wanted to see in life by now?
I'm almost done with my first year of law school and time seems to be playing a merciless game with me. Sometimes it runs fast and sometimes, slow as ever. Home seems like that luxury a few have but life seems like an adventure. 
This year, so much is going to change for a lot of people out there. I see everyone preparing for these hundred million tests and I see myself in them. However, once you make it, it all seems indifferent. 
I'm writing this without any actual purpose or meaning behind. 
Hope everyone has a wonderful day with wonderful things happening to you.

Little Stories.

Hi. I'm back. It's been forever since I wrote something and that's really weird. I'm here in my hostel room and when I read my old posts, life has changed very much.
School was so different, school was so much more easier. Time went by and life's changes did effect us, but not in a huge manner. I miss home. I miss my family. I remember how eager all of us were to get out of there, get to a new place and start off everything afresh. I was one of those people. I believed that your whole life needs some momentum and you can't achieve that but sitting in one place. Maybe, I was wrong, maybe I'm still right.
Only time will tell.

I'm on Tumblr.

http://dreamingaboutforever9.tumblr.com/

:)

..Endings?

I don't really understand what it is about endings that leave you so confused. Is it the excitement of what's going to come next, or the distress of leaving something imperfect, yet beautiful behind. Tomorrow's my last board exam. It's the last time I'll ever go to school in my uniform. The uniform I adore and the school I love immensely. I know its really not the time to think about endings, its almost 2 am and I have my Commerce paper tomorrow, technically today. But I can't help but think about how HPS is/was/will be everything that signifies truth to me. I'm obsessed with that place.I knew this day was coming, but little did I know that this is how I would feel. So desolate.

Endings.. The paths that lead you to new beginnings.
I don't know where this path is going to take me, don't know what obstacles are going to come ahead..
All I know is, my journey in HPS was inexplicably perfect and I can't even break down how much I'm gonna miss everything about it.
Today a part of me feels very empty.
No more shopping for new uniforms, no more school food and no more going to that wonderful place that makes me so happy.
That feeling when you get when you walk into school, when you see that building, when you see your friends, your teachers.. All those people you love.

12 years of unforgettable memories.
Can that feeling ever be replaced?
I look at it all, and wonder.

Its funny how when all my doors shut down I come back to my blog to release all my bottled up emotions. Well, its that time of the year again. Well, technically, its in a month. Exactly a month but the pressure's A LOT this time. When I read all my old posts now, it seems kinda funny how I over reacted for my 10th boards. But these, these need some serious attention. I have my pre-finals tomorrow and I threw my phone in my closet and deactivated my facebook account (Crowd Cheering!)
It does feel good. Sorta. I don't know.

I'm addicted to tv. I love dancing alone. I feel like dying when someone walks into the room when I'm doing that. Oh yeah, and coffee. What would I do without you?
This is pretty much my life now.

To everyone out there, who is stuck in the same situation as me, there is no hope. Oh wait, there is this picture I came across on Tumblr. Hope this helps. The girls, at least. This is what's been keeping me going. And coffee! Oh my god, did I mention coffee?

This is what my story's about.

Its funny how I've been in this place all my life, this place I call home.
My life, those memories, mistakes and growing up. I never really realized how much this place means to me.
Today, when its finally my time to leave, I see myself in others. THAT used to be my life, now its just a partial view. I see everyone sing the school song and when they do, I can't help but to notice their smiles. It just makes me understand how much I'm gonna miss this place. These trees, class rooms, buildings and teachers. Every corner that remarks a story of us growing up, growing as a family.
These fields, these large fields, they tease me. I don't mind it really.
I like my school like this.
I like HPS like this.
Huge, safe and loved.

God bless this school and all who herein dwell.