Long time no see! :P it's good to be back... :)

I’ve been consoling myself, believing that there is always a phase in every writer’s life, when he or she is just not able to articulate his or her thoughts, there are tons of things they can write about but somewhere, that zeal that they live with “to write” just gets lost in their boring autopilot life… it will not be wrong to say that i too am going through one such phase where every day I ask myself “why ain’t I writing?” but there is no answer that can convince me… it’s just… I can’t… but i will be deaf and blind not to hear and see what the heart has to say, things that my eyes are documenting so that my fingers could type and my mind could weave a perfect description to a moment worth treasuring.

I am not aware if i am eyeing a victory over the stubborn will to sleep or to defeat the desire to vacuously stare at the fan, which I have to agree I have grown fond of as my favorite pass time in last one year, but I do know this pointless post can definitely help me snap out of this “I can’t write anymore” phase. A phase where I feel wasted since the storm inside of me is not getting an outlet, I am not able to do the only thing I love the most; I’d be a cry baby if I say life is not giving me anything to write about, if I sit around waiting like a stateswomen (which state I needn’t say :P) and wait for a Swachh Bharat to happen overnight, then baby I am really kidding myself and  I am going to rot in my own mess, if i do not take the broom in my hand and start with my house first. In past one and half year, life has been so kind and has blessed me with so many beautiful occasions to celebrate, exult and definitely write, about the tremendous joy and many experiences which would have turned into a beautiful piece of poetry celebrating the grandeur of life or an exciting story defining the experiences in the most bewitching manner, where I could have rejoiced every beautiful word the oxford dictionary knows of, but there I was waiting for Doraemon to finish so that I can watch Shin-chan over and over again, each and every day and somehow not getting bored of it… but something that I am happy about is when I broke up with my blog, I did find solace in sketching, which to be honest really feels good and guilty at the same time lol :D A part of me doesn’t regret any of the choices I made in last one year but somewhere that emptiness was whispering to go back to my hobbies which gave me contentment, after all self actualization is what we all aim at and being an HR personnel if I shut eyes to Maslow uncle’s need hierarchy theory, I certainly will be ostracized from HR the community… right eh! “Yeh Maslow uncle ke siddhanto pe chalne wala samaj mujhe sweekaar nahi karega” lol :D

But someone has rightly said it’s never too late, as i walk with the nurturing rather enlightening holy

spirit of hope which guided me and brought me back to my first love. I once again try to play with my favorite pal “words” and it really feel good to know they still like me, though they are bit angry but still i guess we will back on old terms soon :P :) Right now my thoughts share a metaphorical resemblance with the frozen pieces of this papaya that i am eating, with every piece at it’s perfection, it is numbing my mouth with its crystalized juices, which is taking its time to melt and it is leaving  me in it’s pungent mellow saccharine taste, congenial but still too cold to swallow; piece by piece it is filling me but still the Siberian soul of the icy fruit with a warm spirit has kept the excitement onn. No doubt I hate fruits! Hahaha :D

And yes like I always say…It’s Good to be Back, with a Capital ‘G’ J