Skip to main content

ANWE-ISM 2.0

When I was a child, I wished to travel till the ends of the world.
When I grew up, I realized the world has no ends.

Comments

Nikhil Menon said…
fact! :)

btw,what is the 2.0 now?? :P

Love,
Nikhil
Thousif Raza said…
nice :)


take care and kep writing......
Anwesa said…
@Meera,
Thanks dear ! I've been to your blog. Will put up your award soon.
Anwesa said…
@Mayz,
*Smiles back*
Anwesa said…
@Nikhil,

:)

If Web 2.0 is here, should Anwe-ism be far behind ? :P
Anwesa said…
@Lil' Priya,
:) Thanks baby ! :)
Anwesa said…
@Thousif,
Thanks ! :)
Anwesa said…
@Aditi,
Thanks ! :)
Bikram said…
yes it has no end .. but no harm in still trying to travel as far as one can go ..

there are so many beuaties in this lovely world, so many beautiful people ot meet, so much expereince to gain SO MUCH OF EVERYTHING TO GET...

what say :)
Anwesa said…
@Bikramjit,
Yes,there is a lot to travel.
How do we know said…
my related one liner - they always told us, the sky is the limit.. and then we found out, there is no sky.. there never was...
Anwesa said…
@How do we know,

:) Nice one !

Popular posts from this blog

MRS DESPATCHER(PART II)

CONTINUED FROM PREVIOUS POST… Eighteen months later…. I was beginning to like my work. It was a challenge sometimes. I had learnt to go beyond boundaries. The dreams which had eluded me once, were dawning as reality now. I had my taste of success and as they say nothing succeeds like success. I had developed a knack for solving my own problems. One day , I chanced by a couple who were seated in a corner of the quaint little coffee shop. I couldn’t believe my eyes…. Divya and Sandip…here of all places. I couldn’t help but confront them. Divya was warmer than ever before and Sandip… I knew he was feeling a bit coy..its so typical of him. But I was more than surprised when he asked me to join them. Though I didn’t refuse, they found me going after five minutes. I invited them for lunch on Sunday. It was a fine Sunday morning and my guests were sharp on time. Divya offered me help in the kitchen and I chose not to refuse. My books kept Sandip busy. She could read my mind and went on with h

A C R O S T I C

A s I was walking , C hoosing the hues of life, R ainclouds made an appearance O n the sunny sky above. S cuttling through untrodden paths, T he narrow bylanes,not a soul around, I was indeed lost - Drops of rain C hased me - but Ahoy! a way was found. P.S. :My first attempt on acrostic poetry.Hope my readers will like it. To know more about acrostics,click the link given. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Acrostic

ILLUSIONS OF REALITY...

The more you point out my mistakes, The more you are drawn towards me. The more you try to hurt me, The more you bleed in your heart. The more you run away from me, The more my memories haunt you. The more you want to forget me, The more you are reminded of my presence. The more you want to chase me away, The closer I come to you. The more you hate me, The more you end up loving me. The more you call me an “illusion” The more I dawn as the reality of your life….