one year old....

I knew I have to write some thing in April, because it was this month last year this journey started. A full year and just over a handful of budding leaves in this tree, this page is still a special place for me; especially because it reflects some of the pristine moments my mind indulged and enjoyed. For me, It’s not really the subject that makes the point, but the process. Only in those fine moments you will get that urge to express your mind and you can pen down something. And those moments are not plenty. I know you could blabber about any thing under the sun here but I knew that’s just not what I wanted to do. I could be careless about what I am writing about, but I do want to write only in those fine moments. That makes the difference. May be my prayers then be I could go in to those divine moments more frequently and more easily at will, because I am sure when your mind is pure you can realize the genuine desires you cherish.