Unchained Melody!!!

Lets assume everything is perfect in this world. Then he and I should be walking hand in hand; laughing... loving. Things get too perfect sometimes. Sitting in classrooms, I have spent countless hours thinking about our happy conversations, unhappy fights and well, just him. Somewhere among pages, chapter of "us" was lost rather unceremoniously. One day we just shook hands and parted our ways. Both had their reasons. No one justified. Everything seemed grey for a while before colors sprang back into place. And now it seems like a million years have passed. No remains, no traces, even memories have faded; yet somewhere something still bleeds intermittently. A different kind of blood, a different pain. When things remind me of him, I don't feel sad or hurt any more, just a bit lonely. And I smile. Simon & Garfunkel, Complex Numbers, Coffee mug and a little heart-ache - all so perfect!

On a dry yellow day

Sometimes I think about vague things. Like that lanky girl running in the park last sunday or how do I look with wet hair and about having to wake up under water. What are these thoughts and why do they occur?
Thoughts basically are pieces of imagery created by sensory experiences that stay in either our conscious or sub-conscious memory. These fragments then hang on to each other and form rule-based ( I mean syntactic) sequences and reoccur in our mental process. Given this rather scientific definition, we can deduce why some such thoughts might not make much sense in ordinary frame of referrence as symantics is not important in our "thought process". And thank god for that!!One thing that I enjoy the most is this ability to think randomly and try philosophizing over it. A personal favorite.