Priyaa Scribbles Here... :)

Well honestly I should be writing a happy post. Why? Because New Year's eve just went by and yesterday was my Bday but I'm in a bit introspective and contemplative mood today so something happy or funny is out of question. So, basically, read at your own risk :P New Years eve was quiet. Well, that does not mean we did not celebrate it. The wishes took place among friends and relatives through phones and messages. And actually it was a fun start this year, coz we laughed a lot in the first two hours of 2014. ;-) I blabbered a lot in front of someone who I had actually called up to share something else with, but just because I can't even bring myself to express anything clearly, I blabbered things I don't even know what. I just know that there is no hope for me. B'day! B'day was good. Although this year also, it was almost going to be a quiet bday but thanks to the fact that my sister is married now and doesn't live very far, they (dee & jiju...

Its ironical when you send a not so complete post to a friend before publishing it, and later you tell her to not to read it because its kinda personal & crap and two days later you come up with a post that you consider quite personal and publish it to the world. The former post was probably a hundred times more casual than the one you published. I have always been very reluctant to share the inner me. May be it stems from the experiences when I tried and was misunderstood & perhaps because I fear judgement on my deep inner emotions or insane vulnerabilities as has been earlier, though in a not-so-serious manner. Or may be this reluctance was always there. Whenever I would write something, a  part of me would be screaming yells of pain when words would form a sentence but those sentences together lack the feeling that I ache to share.  Though on a personal blog, you are, kind of, supposed to rant, I don't know but any post on personal life or on that deep inner side...