I called it moon dreams, but it lack dreams and not to mention moon. I once stopped writing as some sort of revenge, and now words fear me! Its my destiny, to loose words and dreams forever, but to keep my feet on earth firmly, to live a life rather practically. Daydreamers and wanderers have no place in this world. Let them perish forever!!

Wreath of white roses to words, to dreams, to the unknown friends who read this blog, if ever!!

I lost two of my neighbors to Cancer, both of them vibrant mothers and 35+, My brother is in sickbed with lymphoma- a form of cancer, and I every night I am reading Emperor of all maladies-A biography of Cancer. Unexplainable Sadness fills me every where, even when with Aarav, even in this office chair. or can I call it fear?