Giving words to my thoughts...

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I  am returning to this space after 2 years and past 242 posts .It doesn't mean that I have lost my itch  for writing. I have always loved  scribbling words that give voice to the way I look at a situation, or to the way I feel about anything on the ground and under the sky. . My   view  may or may not matter  to the rest. However for me it remains a  mark of my own creativity. My creativity is more about visualizing things that  seldom see the light of the day.   Some call this  “Daydreaming” . I don't mind if people call me  a “wandering mind.” Neither I am bothered about the stigma called  “laziness” attached to it.  I see it as a tonic that energizes me  to think  beyond the realm of possibility For instance no matter how much  ever  I would have   chased my dreams  of becoming a corporate tycoon  I would never have been one simply because I would then lose the privilege and intimacy of being around with familiar and friendly faces sipping beer in crowded bar. I don't like the idea of sweating out chasing my dream I simply like to live my dreams inside the comforts of my imaginations”. My pursuit of wealth is “happiness” . I enjoy every moment of happiness that surprises me. The happiness that surprise me the most is when my wife wakes me up in the morning with a tumbler of hot filter coffee. I call this  the thrill of being alive and kicking !!

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