Love HER Watching "Her" made me realize that human beings are mortal but the feelings are eternal. Love can happen to anyone, anywhere irrespective of time and space. It evolves you as a real good person which you are and makes you live jauntily. The world is really moving fast so does our uncanny mind. We've been restless since the advent of advancement in technologies. A social life have really become bizarre and superficial. We are more into facade which takes our real away and we don't even realize. Then later we regret for being such a dork. There is so much things running in our mind, we wish if it could stop for a while. It won't let you sleep well and haunts you and hunt you down. Are we poached by these addictive technologies? Yes we are and we can't help it out.Things need to slow down to find our inner true virtue to contemplate and comprehend the purpose of life. Love is not compulsion. It just happens. It is inevitable. Love is not cliche, it evolves and become more profound with time. It is unbounded and independent of all. It flow incessantly like a river stream and you never get lost in this paradise but finally find yourself.

The Drunk Man in Train I was in the train commuting from Jhansi to Kannur. There was a drunk man lying unconscious on his berth. He puked all over the seat which naturally appalled the co-passengers. In spite of all the problems the people in the train and the railway police helped him to recover and did not thrown him from the train. Although they were in great rage, they did not allowed to let down their human spirit. I was really impressed by the people's attitude and it made be believe that humanity still exist.

Joie de vivre It all sways, The horse neigh, We fly on the beach, joie de vivre ! So much noise, Can't listen to my own voice, Sudden demeaning debonoir, Rather not get struck upon thee, Do we have some purpose, Still can go that far, From being veracious, A varying thin line, Cynicism is all it takes, Doubtful and brought disgrace, the Joie de vivre is lost, At heavy cost, Can we light upon thee, Swing back and forge for past memory, Still can run on plain, Pretending lying on the beach of sorrow, In midst of valley narrow, Here we come so far, The sunlight shall scribble my heart, Joie de vivre thrust upon me again, Staying away can make this meaningful, Then stay away, Albeit for how long?? Figure out on your own, Thou the life , Thou Joie de vivre!