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sometimes as life trails on not knowing where you are heading, why you are living there would be instances when one sparingly bright moment you stumble upon something you never thought of or never realised and then... the bell rings.. just like you always knew this was it.. always..

today i had one such bright moment when i happened to read my friend's blog..

this is what i found...

Anuptaphobia

I came across a new word today. And it seemed so meaningful . I really liked the word. Just like that! Without any reason....

I started wondering how this word would relate to me.
Have i been living with it? Did i not realize it ?

It means
this.
The Fear of staying single. Whats so fearful about it. You get used to it. Not by choice, but by..... I dont know by what. You just get used to it because there is no other way to it .

I have seen people who have made use of this opportunity of being single to their best use.Bravo!
I have seen people who have made good use of their 'free time' [Thats what one gets for being single] , but at some point utter those words : It would have been better had he/she been around. And then there are those who end up just wasting time writing about some words. Just because they are single and have no hope of changing their status. :-)

And further i found , it means
this also.

This word also means the fear of marrying the wrong person. Hmmm that sounds interesting. And at same time, it has me thinking. Ohhhh i think i already have this phobia. I wonder what will happen if two people having this phobia get married.

As of now, i am happy. Amen.

This was the word I was looking for, not even knowing what I was looking for.. when I saw it, I knew it...

The first meaning really doesnt suit me, for I always had the pleasure and company of good circle of friends.. Being alone never really happened to me...

The second one strikes the chord.. The word really doesnt sound scary or phobic.. Its just a wary feeling of marrying the wrong person or perhaps to not marry the right person...

Just like these brief enlightening moments, seldom you come across instances in life when you knew the right thing.. you knew it for sure.. this has to be it.. the right decision, the bloody right choice.. the right way to life...
And it cant get more disgraceful (for the lack of better word.. i need more enlightment!!) when you dont find the guts to pursue it...
We say life is unfair.. but we design it.. we mould it the way we want it to.. we make it fair, unfair..

too much of optimism sometimes is like a disease... fighting an already lost battle.. losing hope like losing your limbs, blood, inch by inch.. swimming in the middle of an ocean with the flimsy hope of surviving...
well my life!! I am living every moment.. enlightened.. Im having a ball...
Unknown
dislike your foes
hate your beloved
for hatred is love
take another shape

leaps of joy
sorrow deep drowned
find their roots
in love abound

reeks in no conditions
bound by no string
love stays undettered
timeless and enduring

insecure and dismal
prejudiced and possessive
when life wreaths fear
love showers hope
bright and clear

love is
when life is
life is not
when love isnt
Unknown
self-driving has been one of the chief modes of commutation but driving has served me more than that.. driving was the time when my mind opened its gates to let out the unending wild stream of thoughts.. ideas that rushed its way through in the course of a traffic jam, some taking the shape of words and many more draining away unattended... I attribute a major chunk of my eerie, illogical, thought-provoking thoughts which found a meaning in this blog to the signals of JNTU and HiTech city...

driving cannot be isolated from the chain of thoughts it carries.. Our moods and emotions have its implications on driving....

In a jubilant mood, you seem to sail smoothly on the road.. Anger is when the urge to hit the accelarator peaks but all you end up doing is carve more designs and shapes to your vehicle. On a dull and gloomy day you simply commute...

Happiness is smiling green beaming at you on every signal, aggression is blood red which doesnt let you down even at the most unlikely of the places.. dejection blinks yellow, slow and cautious...

Even a metro express gives way when your spirits are high, a bicycle wouldnt budge to the blaring honk and persistent swearing, depression keeps you secluded clouding under the shadows of the metro express trailing along its path...

Traffic policemen, fellow commuters, pedestrains, road, weather and the rest of the universe always conspire and work in tandem to help sustain your emotions and by every means add more fuel to it.. despite the whole universe working as a unit, one component that always remains withdrawn and impervious to your emotions is the fuel... excited, irate or distressed fuel is always out of reach...

Driving, for now obvious reasons, is also emotionally-driven...