Silent Words
Krit put this in her post….{Thanks Krit}Re: There is no word to express what i feel after reading ur blogs…
“U know amit…when i started reading ur blog.. the first thing that came in my mind was…this guy is mad…’tum pagal ho’…par know as i keep reading i can say that u r amazing…coz u can express ur thoughts ur feelings so well on the paper…it’s a beautiful feeling once u can express such simple things so clearly…there is so much passion ,truth,honesty in there…and as ur new blog says time is a big healer…i agree i totally do…there are sum people like me who can not utilise their time..but instead they go with the flow..sorry i’m not a writer or anything just thought of putting a comment.”
This is what ‘Badal’ has to say about my blog..
“You know this week we talked about the movie “Shabd” this writer was living in his own world and it was sometimes hard to understand him. Although, the things you wrote where nice and pure, I have it also sometimes with your poems. I don’t mean that you live in your own world but I mean it likes to me that whenever you are writing, you write about your thoughts and everything, and you express them so …I don’t know! I just find it difficult to understand I know now I sound weird. I don’t want to hurt your feelings or what so but I have never meet a writer like you”
Mansi comment
” hi! pls dnt stop writing…..it feels so nice to read watevr u write..i really admire u n watevr u write..
take care of urself”
What do I say, its not the first time, I heard it so many times from people that I express well, and after reading her words I asked myself, do I? And all I remember is that I could never express myself in words, I mean to talk about the real me, and my real feelings are an impossible task for me. I always preferred writing down, I don’t know the reason, or maybe I know, when I was a kid I hardly had friends, let’s not go into any painful memories, but then one day I got a new diary for me, and I was in my 8th class.
And I wrote my first poem of my life followed by 3-4 more. I got excited when it was published in that time famous newspaper “Pioneer”. All that lost in memories..
Last year some one close to my heart asked me to start writing again and I did. But somehow I lost the harmony again. I started writing again when I saw this flick “Shabd” I got my words back and so I found this blog space. Till date I write my blog, my only way of expressions,” silent expressions” I write when I feel hurt, when I am happy, when I am smiling, when I am lost, when I am crying, when it rain, when its dark ,when I win, when I lose someone and when I have people around.I write all my feelings here. Whenever I had fights, or arguments, or disagreements with any of my friends I just walked off, or I fell silent and then wrote to them what if felt. All the time, all my life all I did was to write, never could express in talking. Life changed so much, but i realised i still am same, I cannot still talk to someone about what i feel, but i can write about my feelings.
I have wonderful friends, I can talk about them, I can listen to them, but at the end of the day I go back to my laptop and blog, maybe now I am accustomed to expressing in silence, in my own way, while i am writing this post I can see the open sky from the window, I can see the moon in the confines of a creepers in the garden, switched of the light (only my notebook screen shines) and listening to
” sili hawa choogayi,sila badan chilgaya,geeli nadi ke pare,neela sa chand khilgaya…”
Thank you to all the people who write about me, write to me, comment here, and talk to me on YM, or who call me up to say that I write well, I write what I feel, what I have to talk about, my only way of expression is writing 
Some of you people may call me pagal /mad / crazy or whatever. I just express my thoughts, my emotion, I write about my experience, nature, people, music and lot more around us from our very own life.
“jo kalam se kaagaz pe aa jaata hai, woh labzon me bayaan nahi hota” And there are so many people in blogword whom I admire for their writings ,amazing skills there
A few parting thoughts “Tum mujhe yuh bhula na paoge,haan tum mujhe yuh bhula na paoge, Jab kabhi bhi sunoge geet mere,Sanng sanng tum bhi gungunaoge”
