all that happens z life

 May be an old me would have never done this post. I just don’t find another reason to stop myself from expounding on the topic of social living! I am an ordinary fellow who just live normally in a society where anyone hardly use their loaf! How can we just live with not lending ears to the world? When in 5th grade dad made it compulsory to read news paper, I was too polite to raise my disagreement. And obviously I don’t remember much of the then read news or anything specific , while still preserving the paper cuttings and the Young world collections” . For my emotional weightage for those efforts, I would never trash them.  Did I know what exactly happened in the Indian Politics ?

Pressing the “end call” on the 4.5 inch screen I continue my walk along the beach alone. At the horizon the red beauty is preparing for a farewell. Though crowd of unfamiliar unknown souls around have their own reasons to be here, copious to the roaring sea they help shade of  the loneliness. This place has been a lure to me in many ways .When the plot of those special moments of my life were hosted here , how can I not feel  so .i remember every  second of the time I spend here. Precisely he owes the credit of bringing me here , introducing me to the epitome of natural beauty. Though a lot has changed ever since my first visit with him, the red beauty out at the end seems to stare at me with similar admiring loveliness.                                                      It was one such evening of November: - The cold breeze was p...