What are you ? Asked the Night...

I dunno where to start. Okay, lemme start by asking this question.
Ever found yourself alone in a dark cold night on your bed, staring out the window to the sky and the stars above, trapped between today and tomorrow, knowing that you can't go back in time and don't know what the coming days are gonna be like?
Yes. Its that moment of the night when I get questioned by myself Who am I? Sorry, not who, rather what am I?
An average Human being has a life span of say 75-80 years. Some manage to cross 100, while some of the unfortunates can't even enjoy the youth. But in the end, where do we all go? What about everything you achieved, or fail to achieve, the efforts, your pride.. Where does it all go? It just vanishes, right?
As hard it is to digest, but we all know for a fact that in the end we all, whether it be some beggar from a street, or the President of The United States of America, are either going to burn to ashes, or be dug so deep in the ground that all that remains is a skeleton, a few bones.
Now, why am I writing all this? Obviously, to clear my head basically, but also to see if I can get the answer myself to the question that every night haunts me with.
I have read, and even heard many of them say "Live in the moments. Don't cry over past as you cannot change it and don't worry about the future as you cannot control it."
But honestly, how many of you can live that way ? I guess one in a thousand! or even lesser probability. Even I cannot live that way. No matter how hard I try to live in the present, but here's the fact that tackles me : Every past was a present, and every future is gonna be a present. Then which present am I supposed to live or be prepared for?
I remembered, what I read once, Life is hard, and as they say, there's no life without struggles. And that is when it hit me. Probably the solution I'm trying to find.
"Its not the destination, but the journey that matters."
Your life - Own it, Live it, Love it. Don't be ashamed of who you are. You already know that in the end, you too have to go, just like everybody else. But you have a lot of time for that, and your journey will decide whether people will come with flowers to your gravestone, or the tree alone will shed itself. Until then, I hope I keep on writing and inspiring and receiving your love to make the "journey" as wonderful as it can be. :)

Akkash A, Totla

The First

Its been 20 years when I was put on this earth. No complaints, but life hasn't always been a sweet partner as I expected it to be. There have been ups and downs, and yet many more to come. Everybody gets some. So why am I writing about it here ? Well, I don't know how many people are gonna read my blog but I thought to give it a start. I remember when I was a child, I know I'm not completely an adult now although I pretend to be one xP, but during the school time, I saw some of my friends doing the "Diary Writing" thing. I never actually got the gist of it, until now.

I used to ask them, why do you write stuff in your diary ? What sense does it make to write things that you did the whole day and all of your experiences and sentiments, basically the usual stuff that's going around you and all about your life. Obviously, at that age even they didn't completely know what it really does, but they simply used to answer me "it feels good".

Time passed. I completed my Junior college. I came from my hometown (Jalgaon) to Pune to continue my education in engineering and get a degree. As it happens with most of the people, I realized that I didn't want to do engineering, but it was too late. And now I'm here, in my 3rd year of engineering, praying when will I finally get done with this thing.

I tried to indulge in various other activities and stuff to keep myself busy. I never seem to enhance my mood to study the subjects I have paid fees for, and if I don't be busy I get bored, frustrated and all the regret flashes back to that day when I decided to take engineering.

But there comes a time, the night especially, when you want to enjoy a peaceful sleep but you can't. You wish to share your thoughts, your desires, your insanity to someone but you can't. Yesterday was one such night. I was bored, a little depressed and lonely. I didn't know who to talk to or what to do to get this feeling away from my mind.

And that's when it hit me. "Diary Writing - it feels good." But, time has changed, technology has advanced, and plus sooner or later I am gonna be a Computer Engineer, I thought rather than putting myself in a few pages of diary, I would start writing a blog. I don't know people will like it, or even read it, but I will definitely feel better. Also as I am a big Sherlock Fan, I remember the first episode when John Watson is advised by his therapist to start writing a blog to feel better :D. Obviously I don't need a therapist and I am not some "Oh dear boy, such a pity" kinda guy, but yeah I decided to give blogging a try.

So that's all for "The First" blog of mine. Looking forward to keep writing more and more, I just hope I can keep up to it and you all like it. xP

Tada! :)