Déjà vu.

Déjà vu...not really ?!?

Déjà vu is a french word for "already seen"..most of us have experienced a situation which we feel has already occurred... weird feeling right ?

A few days ago I come across a very interesting fact about Déjà vu....its seems experiencing Déjà vu implies that you are exactly when you're supposed to be at the very moment. We often come across dead ends in our life; Life seems hopeless then, the wrong and the right both seem to be the same..in such situations I wish we had the Déjà vu feeling so we would know this where we are suppose to be at the very moment, then life would be so much simpler...less complications and confusions..having to know you are going where is suppose to is the best boon in such situations...however some things are not in our control...may be thats how its meant to be...in the end what matters is the choices you make..its doesnt matter whether is right or wrong sometimes...because your choices shape your destiny..what is meant to be will happen..for me right now is one of those situations..I have made my choice, now all I can do is wait to see where my destiny leads me...
As Mark Twain said..."All good things arrive unto them that wait - and don't die in the meantime"

Summer

Every Summer has its own Story..

Probably the happiest period of a Student`s life is summer vacations, atleast as a kid it was mine and still is. During our school life most of us were asked to write essays on how we spent our summer vacations. So I thought to refresh some summer memories since vacations are getting over in a week.

The first few days of the vacation are like the honeymoon period its all nice and sweet and the last few days are the divorce period where we usually torment over the vacations getting over and linger over the memories made.

I still use reverse counting technique till my vacations starts. Summer is all about having fun...barefeet and loose hair is the dress-code..sunny days, water fights,lazy days, sleepless nights that's just the start of the awesomeness summer embraces.

As kid I have fading memories of going to my farm house and sneaking out in afternoon to pluck some mangoes off the tree, though I was never allowed to eat them but I always loved doing it because it made me feel at par with my male cousins. In the evening under clear blue sky swimming, hide and seek (which would go on for hours), board games and carom with the day ending with the amazing tales from my grandmother and stargazing. All of us would lie and gaze at the stars until we feel asleep it is one of the best feelings in the world. It shows us that even the dark side holds something pretty inside it. Before nostalgia completely takes me over, just one thing:  "If you come has happy as you leave, you have had a good vacation,"