Handwriting on the wall

Coming back to my blog after a long time..its not tht i had been too busy...just didnt feel like blogging...although lots of things r goin on in my life right now.But I had lost the intrest.Now why am i writing again...probably I hav regained my intrest:)
lets see how long its gonna last...
Now for the big news..I am getting married.
I am marrying this really sweet guy...who'll keep me very happy
1st july is the D-Day..the countdown begins :)

Its been quite a long time since I blogged.During my college days I was a n avid blogger with a fan following ;) I remember designing my own web pages but I lost intrest after I left college.I created this blog under pressure frm one of my best frn pinki.Still it remained largely ignored.Didnt feel like writing anything worthwhile.
Dont know why I had lost my motivation to write.Dont know why I hav started writing again.And I dont know how long I'll continue doing.Impulsive and unpredictable thts wat I am.....

On Wednesday, April 5, 2006, at two minutes and three seconds after 1:00 AM in the morning, the time and date will be

01:02:03 04/05/06

This will never happen again in our life time.

Next sequence will be


07:08:09 10/11/12

at THURSDAY 11 October.

The zahir is something which once ouched or seen can never be forgotten and which gradually so fills our senses that we are driven to madness("The Zahir",Paulo Coelho)...and my Zahir was u.
There was a time wen I could hav done anything for u.My love was like a delicate lilly..which u crushed so ruthlessly.Love cannot survive on its own it requires care.Without tht it withers aways like a dead plant.Its over now n know wat I dont hav any regrets....I feel so free now :)

Once upon a time there was a little girl playing in her garden.She picked up wildflowers,Chased the butterflies,digged in the sand to collect pretty stones.Ah wat a bliss !! she thought I wish life would always remain carefree.
But life never stays the same...like changing colors of the sky it truns from bright blue days of childhood to darkness of adulthood.
Nothing stays same...everything has changed and so hav I.