dreams of a life time

hey dont think its a new movie ...actually it may be but the only acting in it is me....... coz "growing up "is exactly my situatoin now....i am out of skool so i a'int a kid any more but nor am i grown up in just the few months which i hav gotten out frm skool .. every kid wants to grow up fast and so did i ,but now i am in the middle and its damn confusing .i a'int a kid any more so no one can tell me what to do except my self and the pitfall is that i cant blame any one for my mistakes any more [:P].i dont hav any shedules to follow any more, i am on my own...but that makes a gal like [goin on 17 soon to b 18]me terrified i am gonna make a mistake ,my parents arent gonna b able to make right for me..i have to make all my decisons on my own and i cant rebel against the decisions i make for my self can i?????now that is something i am gonna get used to ,not rebelling i mean..hmmm how does someone,a kid but not a kid, like me know how to make decisions on a dailybas

friends for life.... I was browsing through my folders to search for " inspiration" to write something when i came across this pic,it was just a silly pic,it shouldnt have mattered at all but it did strike a chord somewhere deep inside .Looking at it made me remember all the fun and laughter friends share at school-the classes bunked ,the laughter shared ,the argument we always had ........it all seemed to come back with a rush....... life had been so simple then ......the maximum u had to do was just study and all the other things would fall in place along with it ,but back then studying seemed like an inconquerable task ,you had to run through tutions ,do your assignments ,show up everyday in class and do the bunking too...:P, hmmm....life always makes you realise how good things were after all of it is gone .Now i have all the time in the world and here i am sitting and wishing ,if only school wasnt over ,if only i c

the deepest of all...... the deepest of all oceans coudnt match up to the depth of a woman's mind if you dont agree find out for yourself but i guess no one can ever measure its depth ....... every word she says ,every little thing she does has thousands of meanings for her but no one understands it the way she does . a gals mind is like a deep blue ocean , clear as crystal in one second and turbulent and stormy in the next , no one knows why .......... somebody told me a gals mind is like a guitar ,wen u pass your fingers over the strings u get sounds of all kinds ,a melodious tune or a note unpleasant , it resonates with the sounds and this kept me thinking .............it was so right wen someone tells me something a thousand voices go through my mind before i make any of my usual outbursts ,people say i am spontaneous ,that i dont think before i say something ,if a thousand sounds reverberates in the mind of a spontaneous gal like me , i cant even imagine wat it must be like

there are some in your life,some in every ones life - either u hate them or u love them- but you just cant ignore them,they are a strong presence in your life though you acknowledge it or not .without them life would seem dull and grey but at the same time there are times when u wish they werent a part of your perfect world.these people know were you hurt the most and they also know what makes you the happiest person in the world, and they can and do use their knowledge to the effect they may desire . they are extremely passionate,and caring and loyal to the core but they demand the same from every one else but that doesnt make them bad people ,it just makes them infinitely difficult to understand .they bring out the best and worst in you and what makes it so exciting to know these people are that they complete you , without them u would be like a painting without colour..........

writing about your life is always hard it coz makes you review your life in ways you have never had to .it makes you remember tidbits of your life which were long burried in deepest of your hearts and and try making sense of it now ,at a later time ,it makes yopu remember the gud and the bad . life to me was always a book ,never completely read nor completly ignorant.the characters changed from time to time but their imporatance still remained,without them the book would be nothing but a colourless and drab blank page. but it was never so,to me it was always painted ,be it with red of passion,white of responsiblities ,green of loyalty,or yellow of friendship.......................,it was never dull nor was it ever blank but each new day brought a new colour. a colour for me to learn from ,for me to understand and above all for me to appreciate...................