Gimmick!!

Sometimes somebody @ some point ask,

“Did I fail somewhere in my life? Am fit to sort out issues around, still am not happy! Someway or the other I feel so pressurized! Things all around me are quite cool, but somewhere my heart senses to be messed up much? Why is my sky with no stars? Why those hidden few words from bottom of my heart are not let unfold? ”

Leading a robotic mechanized machinery life . . . That makes you be in a thirst of ... or just strive in search of knowledge, money, standard, status, name, fame, quality, etc…, which at last fails to let you know where you are . . . and even sometimes what you are . . . ?

“Sentiments” – Sounds to be nonsense is it? . . . Stupidity . . . even to be a waste of time . . . !! It may be the fact that you lost to let few special moments to take even a least space in your mind . . . is where you actually restrict your heart completely to admire things that you love or like . . . Soon you let your mind take up the control to lead your life . . . And start performing a machinery life which sometimes makes you think how boring, how rehearsing my days are, how chronic and grinding does these days move on . . . OooPs! Here is where am almost enervated or prostrated . . . Is this the so called “stress” . . .?

Today’s bedroom diary – the laptop knows your timetable than that your heart knows . . . You pen up your thoughts onto internet blogs rather argue for the same with your beloved ones not to get a right solution but share “something” that you really need to get out of your so called “stress” . . . Your morning bed coffee makes you think of your days’ schedule and not of the loving hands that made it to be so special only for “you”. . .

So am I trying to connect my sentiments to stress? Am I not really giving space for my silly dainty sentiments? Yes would sound stiff, as many such instances swivel right in front of me, and I, at last accepted “I MISSED IT” and not anymore!!