My journey to home

I was exciting that day, was leaving sharp at 3:30 P.M. from office feeling to reach home as soon as early....was so exhausted wanted to go back home and take some respite but unfortunately its started showering heavily, waited for while to get the rain stop and for my goodness it ends in 15 min. Got the bus up to Koti, lucky enough to get the seat also and from there onwards my journey started...Bought the ticket and made my self comfortable in the seat, rearranged my messy bag and cell phone and taken the book out to read. I was completely involved my self in the pages of Namesake and suddenly bus stops...thought I was some where in Jubilee hills but it was Madhapur, the time was 4:15 P.M. again leaned back and continued the line which I left....Finished good number of pages but I was still in check post, the time was 4:40 P.M. and I got the reason why Mr. and Mrs. Ganguly kept their son name "GOGOL" ( for those who get confused. these are the characters of Namesake ) and the real traffic starts from there, it took 10 min to bus driver to cross the signal.

I was feeling drowse so kept the book inside and by no time my eyes get closed and when got up I was still in Masab tank but that 20 to 25 minutes nap was the best thing in the day. Some how I reached Abids and time was 5:15 P.M. and it was raining, I tried my level best with my duppata to save my self being drenched but thiness of duppata was not sufficient for that precipitation. Got my second bus up to Dilsukhnagar and again lucky to get the window seat, I settled down my self and taken out my ear phones to enjoy some music. traffic was terrible from Abids to Koti....the time was 5:35 P.M. and the bus was full to capacity, People were standing....its raining outside, all the windows were closed to stop the water to come inside the bus.....There is no magic in the air just the exhale of carbon dioxide. We are still in between Abids and Koti, I and my fellow commuters all were desperate to reach our respective destination. we reached koti, the depressed fellows who were standing are now busy to occupy the vacant seats. Now the time was 6:00 P.M., the bus started from koti but the road was fully packed with automobiles, there was no alternative other than to wait, and its still raining outside...I was still struggling with my ear phones to enjoy the music. Bus moves and stops with jerk, this was the constant process that time. Driver some how managed. The time was 6:35 P.M. and finally we reached Dilsukhnagar.....but still I was longing for my destination and it was yet to reach........

Envy...harmful feeling

I m still confused...Y people having envy feelings....Y we cannot stand with other happines..y we are so mean? Never got the answer for the simple question y people feel happy when others do not do well...ain't we statisfied with what we are having? Y we look at others...y we compare ourself with others...? If we stop doing or feeling all this things, if we stop giving importance to others works we will be fine...what the hell they are for us...we are to do our best...n I know I m doing my best....

Need for writing

This is my first blog and I m little conscious wht to write so as per my frd suggestion got the topic "Need to write". I literally feel every person can moderatly write their feelings...n strongly feel writing n reading will definately help to grow personally, mentally n morally. Once i was very depressed, i took the pen n paper and poured my all feelings in that paper...i was crying and writing but when i was in last para automatically I was smiling...the curve in my lips changed in upward direction...that time I was aware of the power of writing...u truly dont need a physical existent friend..writing will compensate that.