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Not so young Fashion Graduate From National Institute of Fashion Technology (NIFT), Delhi, India. Aspiring journalist. Amongst other eclectic hobbies, she likes writing and has written several poems and articles over her school and college life and now for a living. She would someday like to be be a more popular writer than just on her blogs. 'Tis a lady of grand splendor, who waketh in my bed every morning while the sun beckons her towards night...

Monday, December 19, 2005

from rushabh to me..... part-1

rushabh has over the last few months become a very close friend .....not the kinds who u spend a lot of time bitching with ..but the kinds who u spend quality time with! hav a lot of fun!also a great guy to call up when u feel like crying but dont want to...he has an uncanny ability to make ypo laugh over sadest of jokes.....anyway i think thats enoiugh of introduction and lines wasted over a single person.....just that this entry is the first part of him mail to me.....i think he put down the whole thing he had in mind very well....(*aplauds rushabh) and also put in the essence of a very good perspective(*kapil answering you)...here goes....

Hey, whats up!!! i just read you blogs... impressive i must say... very true... very touching... very sad... but you missed out the main point... You missed out the core to all these questions... the base of this spiral of thoughts and ideas... What you missed out is the fact that everything you go through IS... what we call... LIFE... Yes, you're right... in a thousand years you will never be able to find answers to the doubts and questions you have inside you... tearing you from within... the probelm is that you're trying way too hard... So fuckin hard that the answer is right there with you but you're pushing it away... The more you try and reach out for it the further it goes... Babes this is one thing in life you have to understand... There are things in life with no answers, no explanations, no reason, no logic... and the harder you try to get them the deeper you will be pushed into the unkown... untill you reach a stage where you know the answer to nothing... nothing is what is seems and everything is a question... a lingering doubt of what its true identity is... You see... the reason why life is called life is because it is what it is...

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