The sound of breeze

On the title bar of my blog, I said, "When my mind feels like talking, and my fingers typing". It has been more than one and half years since my last post. My mind did not feel like talking; neither my fingers typing. Wait......Or did they? Ahhh, I am not sure, may be I did not hear (or did not listen?). Life has changed completely in past one and half years. And when life changes; more often than not, it produces noise - not always the outside world can hear that noise - but the mind can and the mind does. So may be I did not hear what my mind had to talk because of the noise - may be the noise of change was my lullaby.

So when I opened my blog page and ponders over my last posts, I felt...well...weird. As if my mind wants to talk again, as if the noise is settling down - soothing. As if I can hear some mumbled words - often scrawled, abrupt and abstract words. So here they are again - my fingers typing those vague sounds, hoping soon there will be more. More meaningful and more readable ideas, arguments, criticism and opinions.

Until then, they are standing by...