Discotheque

Did i enjoy going to discs a few years back?? Hmmm, yes....partly cuz i liked dancing (if at all thats called a dance..some common moves) plus that blaring sound that hit the surroundings as hard as an object, and whats most amusing abt the place is that u cud dance in front of total strangers which can never ever happen in any other place (other than dance parties and suchlike) and the way u danced showed what kind of a person u are and what exactly u wanted at that particular time. May be its that place that people want the same thing - attention. What kind of attention is another topic. Dont think i i could enjoy music there or take a dip in a nice tune or hang-out with friends (cuz there's lot of confusion on this front, whose dancing with who, and why did they leave me with a stranger on a dance floor, every friend has got be near-by each other to make a secure circle, if not u end up barging out of the place in anger for having bad friends)nways....as those motivations first got diluted and eventually evaporated, with it evaporated the love of going to discs...bar was never my thing...chilled stuff messes up my throat plus all that screaming in the ears to get urself heard. Its all right, im ok with this change, which came way too soon but i still see my friends and really close people wearing their clingy dresses going to discos...what do they still find fascinating there??huddling up among fresh teenagers ...what do they seek is their business but what is surprising is that whether they still seek what they seek? or is it that im the odd one out...its not much to do with age but more with priorities and bent of mind...even when i went to discs, i knew i wouldnt continue for long....it was one big cartoon network there...who were we kidding and why? As i seek company of friends who still want to get lost in the same sounds/music/shor, running after the hollow empty but gift-wrapped idea...i am sure i'd like dodge out.

Disha-heen....direction less

For last many days feel completely direction-less, the cross roads that has been my address for last many years has brought on this seemingly permanent loss of magnet in the compass ...i have lost the vision, reference point, and even desire to be anywhere. where did i intend to go that i reached here...i know the theoretical answers ...im banking on sai baba to remind me ...its like an arrow losing its way in the mid way to its destination, a direction must be found soon as long as there's momentum lest this arrow will fall on the ground, im not far from ground in any case.....