There are days that are just lulls in conversations…
….pauses in mid-step…..
….halts in long journeys…..
and white spaces everywhere else. There are days when you realise you have to climb the tall ladder to be able to enjoy the slide…and you’re doing just that…
…and hoping that the ride on the other side will be worth it.There are days when you fight crowds and other people…
…and others where you fight impatience…frustration….loneliness…boredom.
Every day is a lesson. Some days that lesson is about waiting.
Good blog…maybe a little immature but, at twenty six, you’ll still be very young to we crumudgeons who are very old.
porchwise, define immature.
Porchwise, How mature is it to call somebody ‘immature’?
i really liked the last line and wow, the blog is bursting out colors from all directions 🙂
Porchwise, define mature.
yups .. patience .. if you have that .. u’ll have everything !!
P.S .. something happened here ?? it has screwed up the template .. must have left some tag open .. take a nice close look 🙂
oh dear. i am so impatient.
“All things come to him who waits – provided he knows what he is waiting for.”..woodrow wilson (i think)
What are you waiting for?
And on some days you just revise old lessons.
there are days when it like becomes your everyday 🙁
Just in case…
The Mumbai Bloggers’ Meet
Barista, Bandra Bandstand,
Saturday, June 25 2005, 1800 hrs
Each day is unique; for we can make it as amazing as we wish it to be.
There will the rides and the slides, the pain and the gain; the quelling of fears and the happiness thence flowing as tears.
Hope we always remember the lesssons we learn each day. 🙂
so true…lessons in waiting! 🙂
Hey this is a really nice blog you have here. Love your poems a lot. Would visit more often 🙂
“Every day is a lesson”, I totally ditto that. 🙂
so true, and so well put