The January Treat To All

About 17 years ago, I made a promise to the man….I had imagined myself turning harried and grey, with wrinkles marking my face and with a little hump on my back, before fulfilling that promise.

But with the support and the guidance of all those, I met over the past few years, I made to do that half the age…

Musings of a wanderer is the first of the many dreams that I promised to achieve…and with all your blessings, guidance and encouragement, I am sure, I will fulfill more and more

About:

For I write, what I see And speak of Things I feel. Thus “Musings of A Wanderer” Stand true to its name. Indeed the MUSINGS OF A WANDERER speaks volumes about the simplest of things that quietly becomes a part of our life…

To read the rest of it.: You got to flip through the pages of Musings of a wanderer

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Guest Post By: Shreya Chatterjee

"Thenicer the man seems to be, the more suspicious you must become."---is itsame for a woman!!! wondering.

Sheis a writer by profession and a poet at will- .She have been writing since herschool and college days, and have been a ardent member of poemhunter.com, sinceher college days

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Stone speaks......

"O man, listen to me
I am the sound of Om
The sound of Moving electrons
And the vibration of God.

O man, feel me
I agree where I lie
I need position neither low nor high.

O man,
You tread me and 
You say 'stone pressed me !'
I am not such a cruel as you be.

O man,
I have seen your restlessness
A curse of grief
Come closer to me
And be existential.

O man,
I have a big sky
Within my realm
Come onto me and fly and soar.

O man,
Be alive not a dead
Life is once
Wake and walk. "



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Guest Post  By :  Narendra Guragain

Professionally he is a Forester(Assistant Planning Officer) in department of forest, Kathmandu, Nepal.

He is interested in  Philosophy as well as study about literture and Nature. He

 completed B Sc. in Forestry and M Sc in Natural Resource Management. 

E mail : 

narendraparasar@gmail.com

 

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I BELIEVE……….

HAVE YOU ENCOURAGEDYOUR DREAMS TODAY?

                                  Ibelieve  if I have a dream, I mustfirst believe in myself only then can I make it cometrue….even when deep down inside I don’t hear the words of encouragement…..Ibelieve  my heart will show me the way.  Ibelieve in the impossible, hold tight to the incredible, and liveeach day as it comes…..so that one morning I will wake up to find I am theperson I dreamt of.

                             I believe everyone hastheir own story to tell…..I believe  no matter how lonely I am..…it will never show. Ibelieve  I must hold my head up high and keep going…… Ibelieve if I cry alone....I show compassion for others andmyself..… I believe in the power of change ….tofind a better life. I believe in pain as well as in healing….thatthe unbelievable happens to those who believe in themselves. Ibelieve  there is someone up there who believes inme……always.

                       

     Ibelieve when there is darkness….somewhere there will be a beaconof light guiding me…towards something bright… .. Ibelieve there is a morning after every dawn which eagerly awaitsme for something new. I believe in reaching out for thestars, even though it sounds difficult…….. I believe  someday thestars will reach out to me.

I believe I can fly 

I believe I can touch the sky

I think about it every night and day 

spread my wings and fly away

I believe I can soar

I see me running through that open door

I believe I can fly, I believe I can fly, I believe I can fly

                        

                             -( Lyrics from thesong ‘I Believe I can Fly’ by R. Kelly)

     

                       I believe  if Ican give comfort and touch someone from my heart…giving a part of myself and sharingit with those who need it, will only bring me joy. Ibelieve each one of us has a purpose in life….and that I have tomake a difference to those who matter most and to others I may not know. Ibelieve  by doing so, even if it means not giving the best ofmyself…..I can still bring a change to others. Ibelieve  when I have no more to give, but if someone reachesout to me…I will find the strength to help.

                               Ibelieve if enduring pain, bearing shame,despising oneself for the sake of affection and accepting misery without aquestion is the definition of LOVE…then I rather notbe in love.

                               Ibelieve  love is to love me without fear,trust me without questioning, need me without demanding,want me without restrictions, accept me without change,desire me without inhibitions……will be the reason for me tolove and hold on to it forever. I believe when Isay forever.....I mean every day till I am alive. Ibelieve when I say always……I meanuntiltime ended. I believe  when I say Ilove you…I mean I have given you my all.

                            

                            Ibelieve I shall succeed, I believe mytroubles are a passing phase, I believe darkness willgive way to light, I believe there is destiny for youand me, I believe living is the best experience, Ibelieve someday everything will be alright.

                              Ibelieve life is for living and I am living it.

                             Ibelieve love is for giving and I am giving love.

                            Ibelieve hearts are for beatingand mine beats too.

                           I believe dreams are to be turned intoreality……

                          ANDI DREAM TOO……

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Guest Post  By :  Alpana Jaiswal

She is 38 year old....married woman currently staying in Siliguri..West Bengal, India. I am a housewife, I love reading fiction novels...Sidney Sheldon , Danielle Steel, Jeffery Archer, Arundhati Roy, Shobhaa De, Jhumpa Lahiri..are some of the few authors who I read. I love cooking, travelling, making friends and now writing.

Her blog. Motifs On The Wall..has posts mainly subjected to human relationships. I can only write about things very close to my heart and with something I can personally connect to. In that way I know that people will like reading them because the issues are some how related to them. I am a romantic person at heart...who is highly emotional.

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Guest Post :6 : Another Wild Imagination

I was having my long bath when this composition is being outlined. Never ending thoughts of you flow like the water in a shower. I don't know where it all started but one thing i know thoughts of you still lingers and affects the whole system of my being. The memory of our chat yesterday still rings like a bell. Your smile, your laugh, your face that haunts me and gives my heart the reason to double its beat. I am thankful for fate who lets us to meet halfway. And I thank you for lending your hand to reach and make me see your world and understands you even better. I love you and its no question. You were right when you tell me to live each day. For yesterday is but a dream unchangeable and gone. For tomorrow is a vision and still not even born. But today is ours to live. Its treasure not to use and it can be the best day that we alone can choose.

Neither you nor I would know the future we both have to leave it to fate and have strong faith in Gods will. I may not be the ideal girl you dream of or I may not be the right girl your looking for but I maybe the only girl who meant to share and spend the rest of your life with. Who knows, not me not even you.

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Guest Post :5 : Our First Hello

It was one of my ordinary Thursday afternoon watching a regular telenovela on t.tv. when an expected call came to me. It was a call center company telling me to come to their office somewhere in Ortigas to have my formal application. it took me sometime to realize what was the caller is telling me. and i smiled to myself when my mind finally absorbs the news., it is so happen that i mockingly sent my resume to them thru email a week ago. the next day i have found myself looking for thier office. I had passed their initial interviews and examination even the typing and phone assimilation tests. But when the internet using test came next, apparently failed it. for the mere reason of not knowing how the internet works.Well anyway I still have my fallback, I am actually a land title fixer.

It so happen that my brother in law is a real computer fascinated, so he had given me all his patience in teaching. He explains to me how internet is working, making my own mails sending it and the whole package of the internet usage. Because of my eagerness to learn and the fast learner in nature I understands finally the capacity of internet surfing. And even introduced myself to the wanders of chatting. Thank's to my brother in law. I have found myself enjoying making friends all over the world. All kinds of people, their nationality and culture. I rightly say that chatting has two kinds of faces. The one is the brighter side and the not so bright. Some people in the chat room are good, friendly and warm accomodating but some are mean, conceited and talks only about sex all the time.I was being lucky enough to often bumping in with the Indian people. They are nice, warn and friendly. Though I am old enough to be innocent with some adult talk but still i am. Friendship is what I am really looking for also comfort and fun but only clean good fun.

And then one night I met this guy. He is good in speakingwith. He is an Indian national, working as a computersoftware engineer in Qatar. He is younger than I am but for it does not matter. I am perfectly aware that in chatting you were creating your own world of perfection. You can tell whatever you want with anybody. You can hate them, like them, lie with them, want them or even love them. There is no limitation unless you draw the line. Rules is between you two or nothing the sort of. I don't know what came to me. Why I like to chat with him. Maybe because he is one sensible man that catches up my interests or may not be only just that but beyond.After our many cahats we became good friends talks about everything under the sun family, friends, daily life and work.We never realize how long we were chatting. What we are both aware is we both enjoyed each other's company and comfort.

One night he popped this giant questionof, if I can visit or come with him in his place of work. I laugh my hearts out because I know he was just kidding me, he is too far for me too reach. I told him I can't, its too expensive. With my much delight he told me he will find the means, will marry me and be his wife. Honestly, though I know it may not be halfway true it still touches my heart. It was only his words in effects but quite sure that words are too dangerous. He said he loves me with all his heart, body and soul but geez... I don't know what to think anymaore. We became even closer each chat that passes us by and it was admitted to us both that words can be decieving oftentimes but in my prat I am drowning. I was actually trying my luck asking him to call me on my mobile phone but fortunately after getting my number he did call.Whew... that was really something. But I still don't want to expect anything beyond the world of chat and in the world of my imagination. Though admittedly longing to the time to be with him even in my wildest dreams, too far from reality. I don't know where or how this strong feelings will be ended. Mayde in happy ending or in they live happily ever after like fairytales or it can be end up with hurts, pains, regrets or even hatred but who knows, fate knows only God knows. Whatever it may be one thing is for sure I will keep it for the rest of my life and will be a good memory that will lasts forever. Though I know it only began with our first simple chat greeting HELLO......

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Guest Post :4 :True Love

I do believe the Lord above

Created you for me to love

He picked you out from all the rest

Because He knows I love you best

I have a heart and it is true

But it was given from me to you

So care for it just what I do

For I have none and you have two

If I'd go to heaven and your not there

I know you went the other way

So I return my angel wings

My golden lamp and everything

To prove to you my love is true

I'll go to hell to be with YOU.

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Guest Post :3 :The Musings of Umamaheswari

I have been invited by my friend Jidhu Jose to write a Guest post.Thanks for the invitation,friend.A little about me:I am Umamaheswari Anandane ,a simple woman who loves writing and blogging and so I am here.Simple things in life and nature amuses me that I finally end up thinking about them giving life to them through my poems and writings.I stared my blogging career (yes,I said career since it gets too much attention from me now a days ;) ) with my poems 'Inside My Poem Book ', and then continued blogging with a ' Tamil Novel Online ' and finally to my ' My Musings World '.

In this guest post,

1. I am going to share with you some works from ' My Musings World ' and I will keep it simple.Everyone has their own interest and musings that vary depending upon the type of person you are.As for me,I love scrutinizing things that I feel puzzling and curious.I started this blog with the Laws of LIFE that includes LAWS of Physics and Biology that we normally come across and still I'm continuing my search further extending my Blog.As a child who is curious to know about how a butterfly comes through the cocoon,I am curious about life and nature and so my Blog is :).
2. How to gain traffic to your website? This question is normal for every bloggers including me.When I first started blogging,I was left with no idea of traffic.As days went by,I learnt some tricks which you might find useful.

• Join Blogroll and Community where you can let you website links in
• Comment! , keep commenting so that the people will come back visiting you
• Join social networking sites like Orkut,FaceBook and Twitters where you get into lots of networking

Hope you found my post interesting.

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Guest Post :2: Who is Moi?

So, I am asked to write guest posts. OMG! Moi? Yeah, this very moi!

So, what is this very moi gonna write about? As usual, random stuff. But lemme assure you, you ll like it.

I was supposedly the first person to be asked to write one...

So, what is this post about? Ahemm... Er...

Lemme talk about myself as an intro here.

I am a seedha sadha gal with a bit tweaked normalcy. [I hate normalcy. It is mundane!] Doing my Yem Bee Yay. And considers herself as the most wonderful person on earth. [Like I'll let you differ!! :P ] Like blogging for the heck of it. And talk a LOT! I love being me and am very curious about things. So much that, my questions make people pull their hair for want of answers.

I write poems too.. Which btw almost always revolves around romance. [Oh, not my experiences, lemme tell you before you form that question in your mind!]

I am supposedly studying for my economics exam tomo. And here I am typing this out for want of something more interesting.

This is an intro post. So, kinda pardon me for being short. And moreover, I AM supposed to STUDY now!

Hope to see you a lot,

Love,

Durga Nandan [ Click to see her blog! ]"

Remarks : This is a guest post from my Friend Durga Nandan. To Know more about her, please visit her blog http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/

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Guest Post :1: EMPTY

You just don't know how much
You mean to me
You just don't know how much I care
You just don't know how much
I love you
You just don't know how it feels
When you're not there.

I can't tell you directly how much I love you
For you might leave me with tears in my eyes
All I can do is hope
And look up in the skies.

It's you whom I'm longing for
Because I know I couldn't ask for more
You just don't know how you made me
That's why I'm feeling empty.


Remarks : This is a guest post from my Friend Nerissa. 

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