LAST LEAF.....

Rainy season is giving its way to the beautiful spring. The month of onam; every keralite is making their mind ready to accept onam and its celebration. The dullest rainy season is moving with laziness, as memories of old friends’ fade. In the busiest schedule who has time to spent with the memories of past. Nobody has. And in this contest I am worried. ”Why I am giving important to those memories”
Each season has its own expression. Expressions of happiness and sorrow. Seasons can do miracle effect on human psychology. As in the story of “the last leaf by o.henry. Every human body is moving forward in a confident that there is still a last leaf not falling. But at the moment we feel that the last leaf is going to fall what will happen to the sensitive mind of human?????
“I AM AFRAID, IS MY LAST LEAF GOING TO FALL????”

WHEN I AM ALONE !!!!

Loneliness is a strange feeling everyone will have to suffer at one or another time of their life. But there are some strange souls who have to suffer it every time.

I really did not know what someone does when they are alone. Until one of my friend explained about the painful story of his loneliness story that can melts any hard hearts which lies in his heart secretly as a pearl in the oyster. His pain came out in our conversation as a painful flood of memories and sorrows. and from the time spent with him he teach me the dreadful effects of loneliness and he make me feel that he is a copy of me or better to say I am his copy.

And I came to understand how lonely hearts sang; dance and talk with imaginary people around. We are never alone. We are always surrounded by golden memories of happiness and sorrows. Our time is not enough to spend with those imaginary people around.
Standing alone in the balcony listening to the story of the breeze came from the nearby trees I noticed that my lovebird is alone in her cage as her lover died due to some unknown reason, she survived and now is alone in the cage. I looked at her painfully knowing the fact that it is better to die than to be alone.
“LONLINESS KILLS”
But now I am not complaining about my loneliness as I know there are people suffer this disease more intense than me.