I am kind of forgetful, most of the important dates which I should remember and wish, I forget. But still there are some dates which I can't, the story or the love behind this doesn't allow me to forget. My favorite singer's date of demise is one of them. Two years back he left this world leaving behind all his creations and remorse audience. He was used to be called King of Ghazal. I have already gave a little introduction about it in my previous post. I had very few milestones to cover, and most of them are not very over the top kind, but attending Jagjit Singh's live concerts was on the top of the list and I now know this milestone would never be crossed. A little bit of disappointment we all have, our share of disappointments make us the person we are. But some of them are too much to bear or forget or to just pass on. Some of the regrets or bereavements born to give you the prickly feeling of disownment - disownment of not having something even if you try your level best.
A little heads up
The Blogorama is collection of my daily blog. Whereas category "Things made my life awesome" talks about my past wonderful experiences in an ascending order, "Now in my mind" says the issues I like my opinion on. "Life, in making" is recently started daily log (not so daily!), "Meditation" is something I come back so often, thought that would interest YOU too. Well, that sums it up (almost).
A constant dreamer, believe this is not the end of the world and try to make changes in my own life constantly. Life sometimes went hard and strict-my life's choices would determine whether I have taken them as lessons or punishment.
If you think someone else is the problem and is not letting you do certain things, that implies you perceive yourself a victim. Being victim is letting the person win. If you really want to make a statement: Ignore him.
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