Everything

I am someone who accepts and enjoys loneliness,its good to have some time with ourselves in this speed driven life.I think about everything beyond the scope of this universe when I'm alone and often end up in tears due to the unanwered questions and doubts that arise in my mind.Those are mainly about souls,God and such,which textbook theories can't help me understand about.I know I should do some serious academic work during all these time that I waste daydreaming and doing philosophical thinking with,but if this is what I really want to know about,shouldn't I think deeply about it?Nature,Panchaboothas,life-all are the subjects that my mind wanders into.I have not yet been to choose a favourite of all 5 elements.How can I?All 5 are so unique and extraordinary,I love all the aspects connected with nature.Sometimes I feel like just going on a trip to the Amazon rain forests and experience the life there,or the African land of which the Massaai tribe that I have learnt about in my last year History lessons have amused me,or go to the romantic and beautiful European countries,which is every girl's dream.I just want to experience so much things all in one life and I'm allready sure that I won't be able to attain any of my wishes.Being in the famous libraries of the world,exploring the pyramids and such wonders..they all are a fascination for me,dreams laying hidden in my soul,hoping to be fulfilled during any of my life if God allows me to.

Madhavikutty

Aami..Madhavikutty..Kamala Das..Kamala Surayya..Known widely by these names,I prefer to address her as Malayalee's own Madhavikutty.One beautiful,strong and determined woman,she has inspired me a lot.Her unexpected demise made me break into tears.I felt a sudden numbness all over my body.Eventhough I had only read one book of hers,her personality plus writing style was something I adored.I did not move my eyes from the television screen in which most channels reported about her and telecasted some old interviews.I sat there and wondered what her soul would be doing then.Where would it be?I then felt jealous of her beauty which was so natural even at her old age.Now recalling the stories of her I read,which mentioned Naalappattu tharavaad,her ammamma,the village and even Calcutta and the school there,I wish I too lived during that time,when the world was just so different and a lot more peaceful.Now she comes in my mind more often,so I have decided to start reading s ome books of hers.
R.I.P.

My first post

Even though I have had this account for long,its only today that I made up my mind that I should start posting.During this rainy season when I think back to my past,I wonder..what will happen to all my memories?The happiness,the sorrows,the frustration I faced..everything..I need to share it with the world.Once born,all should be ready to face death at any moment..I can never agree to the saying "Memories lasts forever".What will happen to all my memories once I'm dead?In this world,even the deadly Alzheimer's sweeps off our memories.So,while writing this,I want to share my life,my opinions & culture with the people around the world..If not,simply to write away everything and hoping that it would be read once by someone,somewhere..