to myself !! 
been busy these two months , adjusting to my life as an internee .
words r hard to come by once u sit down to write , they run in a jumble in ur mind , lots to write but don’t know where to start !
first – introducing the book that brought me back to my blog – Richard Bach’s “The gift of wings” .
whenever i think of airplanes or flying i always associated it with “freedom” , i still don’t know what exactly that “freedom” means , ‘am not able to define it ! to define it means ,to limit it , i think so.i love speed , fast cars and bikes , may be it too has got sth to do with a sense of freedom and adventure …sometimes pictures tell us more than words do – a pic of sky or sunset over the sea , or just the sea itself is so calming , a sense of being free , happy and well i can’t find words!
The way Richard Bach writes about airplanes and flying and sky ha , see this ..
“that the sky is always moving but is never gone ,
that no matter what the sky is always with us
and that the sky cannot be bothered.my problems to the sky did not exist , never had existed, never would exist.
the sky doesn’t misunderstand
the sky does not judge,
the sky very simply ,is .”
Reading this books ,makes u want to fly, into the sunset , just for the fun of it , Knowing that there is always a place for u where u r alone, at home , content .
