Grish's blog

I'm waxed, plucked to perfection. I'm just about to head out to the salon. I have a beautiful saree hanging in my mums cupboard with perhaps the nicest pair of shoes EVER to wear I have all the nicest accessories and was up to late last night. I have painted my nails - feet and hands. ALL FOR MY BEBE's WEDDING :-) She stood there, Voice breaking, and his soul showing. Both of them so nervous and beautiful. It was a huge gathering, All of the people there loved them both, so much. The ceremony was short, sweet. The reception was small and intimate. When the newlyweds got ready to leave, shaking hands, hugging and kissing each of us goodbye. i sat down for lunch sitting nest to her parents i was happy but tears rolled down my cheeks cause she was going miles away from me When she stood in front of me, I told her, “You just got married and i cant beielve it” She looked back at me and smiled I hugged her tighter and tried not to think "She'll be back this summer"

Today is strange and lovely. Strange because I feel overwhelmed by all these emotions I can't explain and just want to express and also rains in NOVEMBER. Lovely because it's lovely to feel so much and just be able to smile regardless of what's going on and the weather being so so so BEAUTIFUL. I want to laugh until my sides ache, I want to run to the highest mountain and yell "I am soooo happy" until my voice is gone. I have no idea, how or why I woke up and feeling this way and I know it doesn't really matter. I just know that I want to hold on to this feeling forever. I wish I can break it into pieces and give it away to everyone who needs it or wants it. I don't know what will happen tomorrow, or even mere seconds from now. I just know that I have this inexplicable desire to just be. To see the best in everything. To not allow the dark side of my ego and pride to cloud what is right in front of me. To not worry about what may or may not be and just lov

Finally after a month i am blogging shogging:) feels so good! I keep asking myself why sometimes it takes me so long to write. I make excuses, such as I have been busy, nothing exciting has really happened. Then I dig in and ask myself why am I really not writing? I believe sometimes more often that not, I create a numbness into my life. It's as if I try to shut off my desire to want to feel so much. It ends up being very unsuccessful. You see, I thrive on excitement, I long to feel alive. I think it's something that we all long to feel, it's in many ways what the purpose of living really is. Some people rely on being able to feel a sense of security. I have learned at times it helps to feel this, but deep down I know that there is not anything that is ever really secure. So why fight to feel something that at the end of the day is not really guaranteed. I don't want to feel numb; I don't want to think this is it. I know there is more. I want more and yet I make m