“Sometimes I wish that I was the weather, you'd bring me up in conversation forever. And when it rained, I'd be the talk of the day.”-John Mayer.

Friday, September 30, 2011


He told me to close my eyes and tell me whats the first thing I see. So, I did. I saw
wind chimes! Dancing to the wind. "That's your inspiration!", he said. I laughed. WIND CHIMES? 
What am I supposed to write about wind chimes?

Yes, its been a long time since I posted anything and I really do miss writing. Writing is something I love devoid of giving importance to the dilemma that I keep having weather I'm good at it, or not. Everyone has this point in their life when all they want to do is break free, break free from all those things that have been stopping them from living life the way they want to. I'm just a school girl now, I might not have so much to complain. But there are
a lot of things that do disturb me!
Friends, family, school and to top the list, exams! Don't these things seem easy? All you need is a little concentration and focus towards all these things are life would be so effortless, wouldn't it? Well, these are some things which can look like the most easiest
things and be the most complex ones or vice versa. Its all an illusion!
Okay, I'm done complaining!
See? Writing helps me break free! When people write, they're basically talking to themselves but they somehow feel wise that they're sharing it with the world and not just yapping to themselves like retards. Yes, it makes me feel that way. Wise, I mean. Okay, enough of me and my love for writing.
The past two months of school has been crazy! From drama-soul searching-dispute settling-tears-joy-exams, it has been something that reminded me I'm human and also special at the same time! Which is good, I think.
I found some answers to the numerous questions I had and have some new questions have come up in the thought process which I'm trying to seek answers for.
Yesterday, my exams ended and finally have some time to think about stuff, set things right. 

But right now, as I'm writing this, I feel like those wind chimes! Careless about the amount of wind trying to push them away, they were still dancing making the most cohrent sounds.
So, that brings me back to my so called inspiration. The wind chimes signified a vague desciption of liberation. I've had so much going on in my life and suddenly I feel unconcerned about all that. Everything I thought that mattered is suddenly nothing.

This moment, I feel free.

Close your eyes and find your inspiration trick works!