For you Viksy

Today is your shradh. I feel very awkward. I don’t know what to write, how to write. But I must have to as you passed away like an every very ordinary accident that happen on a busy highway of a winter night. No one might remember you after two years as it’s the ritual of life to forget about the whom passed away and to live with the present. I does not matter how dear was they, but it’s the fate, fate of everyone, every soul who decides to be born and to die.
Heart always tries to convince me you are somewhere and still alive. I know heart never lies cause soul never dies. I could never imagined, the minute before I got the news that you were no more, that you meant so much to me. I curse the destiny for writing such fate for you. I just feel you were not destined to die like that way. I just imagined the untrained doctor giving push up to your cracked bones thinking you need ventilation.

I don’t want to remember these things. Whatever it is, your death has taught me some beautiful lessons about life. First every kid is very special for every parent. No one has the right to kill or to commit suicide, just for the sake of the parents. Second, I again feel that friends are very special and true friends are the blessings of heavens. Try to always keep contact with them. Thank you Vikash for giving me such beautiful lessons for the whole life…but it would be more beautiful if I learnt it from life not from your death. So, I decide to go to Parna’s wedding. Some friends can not be left and that is her special day. I would be there for her…

discovery..ti..hi

I just see no notice the month of my posts..i found it really funny. i have posted my first write up on feb then continuously on March then i silent for 1 month and there was a big gap ...yes after three big months i had written something om October..n here in November i posted two...Wao...well-done.
So what else remain that i had to write ..yes i will write all the minor ,major people of my life...from today onwards

I always feel that i need to write something. but for the sake of writing i can't write crap.then i feel why i need to write in English (since itz not my mother tongue and i dislike it as it imposed on me). Even most of the people from other country like Holland which is very near to England can't speak English properly. then i feel why not i write in Asomiya...so dear all I Miss Gayatri Baruah announce today that i will write for my sake whatever language i prefer to write on that time......................

when blood comes out all the way, u cd not feel like breathing . i'm just feel the same way

Walk with me..
I promise I'll walk side by side
Dance with me...
I promise i'll follow your steps

I know you dont have anything to give me ..
Even not I
But still i can give you a promise
To love you till the end o' my breathe

Sometimes i feel

Sometimes I feel relationship very much complicated and sometimes very simple. I know these feelings might come to everyone’s mind. I’m not the first one. Yesterday I got to know one of my school friend got married and he had a baby girl. Nothing strange. I know. But I found it very interesting. He is not the first friend who knot was being tied. But his case was special. I met him in a party for the last time. And of course he was the host. That was my second time, a party in a proper discothèque. You would love to know that this friend was the proud host of the first party too. He had some business. I better not go about that things. I refer about the party because that time he introduced us a girl as his would be girlfriend. I must say her would be because the girl did not accept his proposal till then. If I’m not mistaken my friend did not offer her any proposal, officially either. Till then we never see our friend serious in anything either it about examination or relationship. So then also we did not think that their relationship could be grown up. Times pass, I almost forgot half of my school friends. Never bothered to contact them. (Though we were in the same town). More time pass, I left my hometown in search of better career option. I got lost somewhere in this crowded city. Sometimes I could not identify my own behavior . This metro sucks my emotions, serenity of my feelings. One day, as if from this long sleep I wake up. Of course for the noble cause. I started doing all that things as I did before, face the situation as I did. I this tenure, I searched out my old buddies. Because they also attached to my root. When I visit the profile of my that not so serious friend, I was amused to know that my friend got married with that unofficially proposed girl. It really touched my heart. Loved to see my friend from fun loving, easy going boy to a true lover, a husband and o’course a proud father. Actually we are the culprits. Sometimes we started thinking about relationship so deeply, seriously that only the relationship stays but the emotions because of which the relationship starts unintentionally, unnoticed and dies.

life...........

I'm in love........
Love with the world,
With the beauty of nature.......
I'm lost ...somewhere...where the river o' music flows.
Oh' pleaseydon't try to find me
Or wake me up...
If it's a Dream
Cause' I'm in love with the life.............