A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times,
It was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness,
It was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity,
It was the season of light, it was the season of darkness,
It was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair.


In short, the period was so far like the present period.
                                       

What we see is not What we think

I looked outside my window saw the rain fall, heard bird sing and turned inside towards my laptop and wondered why the keys are arranged in that particular order, why not alphabetical order? and thought may be it helps us to type quickly. But i was so wrong.
The first machine was invented by Christopher Scholes in 1873, to improve calligraphy, but there was a problem: if a person typed very fast, the keys got struck together and stopped the machine working. Then Scholes designed QWERTY keyboard, a keyboard that would oblige typists to type more slowly. And the trend continued. I don't believe this but it's true. All these years I assumed it was the best layout in order for people to type quickly. I was so wrong. This shows that what we see is not always we understand there's lot to that.

Sorry if i gave an impression as if i am writing about nature, rains ;)

All I Wish is you.

Your words make me cheerful,

Your smile makes my life wonderful,Your look makes me feel beautiful ,Your eyes makes me fall for you,Your touch makes me feel like a woman,With you, i feel loved.
You only have to speak my name and my fragile heart skips a beat.In my sleep I dream of you and wake up to see my dreams have come true.With you, is where i want to be.Always and forever you will be my dream come true the one I have waited for all these years. You think i 'm crazy and I say I am "Madly in love with you".

Walk Hand in Hand

       I am not the one who spend the day by complaining in headache and hence planned to get rid of this by doing something that i haven't done before to give it a whirl on writing. 
       Looking at one of my drawings, i remembered one of my friend asking me what was the idea behind the contrast dried trees, fresh water, rain, heat and commenting that its pretty unnatural from nature's point of view and I say its my inner world beyond thoughts. It isn't just boy and a girl walking hand in hand but i call it "Season of Love". 
       Love is just wonderful in the beginning like Spring when life seems to be like a bed of roses. But when the newness wears off there are difficulties, falls like autumn and gloomy like winter . Then heats up arguments and fights- Summer. Then the phase where we give up and start compromising - Rains. And again the love blossoms with the onset of Spring.


Walk Hand in Hand or Season of Love :)