By the sea

From where I am, I can just see the sea...

Not you... Not me, Just this sea...

Each splash it makes on the shore,

Seems it is saying something more...

How far did this water have to travel?

And with a crash ended its marvel...

Did it have any emotions or thoughts?

Or a message for me it had got?

Thinking this I sit by the shore

Waiting for this water to say more...

Beginning

Whenever i start something, there is a new zeal, a new enthusiasm.
I always questioned.. why do people have blogs.. Do they want a vent?? Do they want someattention?? Do they want to meet people like themselves?? Or just because its the 'in' thing..
waise, is it the in thing??
Honestly, i dont know why am i starting with this..
would this prove to be an asset or a liability(in business language)??
Tooooo many questions.. hence proved. And i think you, who are reading this because i dont know why...might have also realised or already know, i am sooooooo confused...
i wont say i hate this part of me, because this has been a part of me for quite long..
Well, i just found another utility. Since it is gonna be stuff written by me,
i wont need to take care of the bits of paper i have written some of my good stuff.. atleast i consider it to be good..
Its been long since i wrote something..
Will write soon. till then, i ll regularly try to put up what i have written till now..
So, WELCOME!!
And god you are patient, read all this crap eh??