Suprisinlgy things are still the same

Yes surprisingly enough things are still the same. Most people will thank god for it, but there are times when you want things to change, really change.
Role reversal ? Not a chance. You ought to be what you ought to be. That is it. You have made a place for yourself in this world, in this life, in this social structure, amongst your family and your friends and you have to keep it filled. If you step aside no one is going to step up to fill it for you. Or atleast not the way you would want them to fill it.
Ironically enough, if this was the corporate world, people will be pulling you aside. But alas it is not.

As I step into new roles, take on newer beginnings, I find myself torn between the new and the old. Excited and anxious, calm and jittery, confident yet confused I still take a step towards the new. Is it abandoning or is it trusting that things will fall in place. Do I become a guest in my own old memories now. Will there be a void, which time will not fill. Thoughts are traveling faster than light. And when I turn around and sneak a peek, things are still the same. Thankfully or not, I dont know. But yes things still look the same.

Cold November Rain! not literally

Every time it rains, it pours, very true indeed.
Cold November rain, sigh.
Its raining 'everything' under the roof, literally everything.
Free time, fever, fights, awesome dinners and nights , more money, plenty of travel, some sugar and honey.

Life has never been such a downpour of things, new confusions are splashing down,
joys roar and thunder, more ideas strike like lightening in cold cold November rain.

Misty 'together times limited', relief from the cold rain. Warm soups and warmer homes, life is a potpourri of all this and more.

Cozy welcomes, happy faces and happier voices, changing times and changing roles.
Split between responsibility and will, one cracks you down and other widens the crack, cold rain flooding it with muddy ideas, puddles of restlessness, drops of calm.
Patience my child December says, and cold November rain- here it comes again.

Craptitude : High time I got started on this one

Craptitude : It is high time the word got its due credit.

I stumbled upon the word accidentally, during one of the chat sessions with the someone dear, and we both soared high in the ignorant pride of discovering a new word. Months after we thought that we coined it I happened to search the web for it...and guess what there were no hidden surprises...there already is a word "Craptitude" yes u heard it right.
For your use " http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=craptitude"

But I want to put forward my own meaning here...Its time that this word got its due...cause its not many people who have the ability to survive and enjoy crap. Have you ever made it through the night , just proving to your friends that your craptitude is higher than theirs? If you have then you know exactly what I am referring too. Crap after all is not that bad, lets not attach the American meaning to the word...
Oh Crap, replaced by Oh God...this itself proves how worthy the word is....

Ok now lets start from the beginning, and for me to really start I have to invite the one who discovered it with me and a few of my friends who really know what I am talking about to contribute first.

Sai, Shruti, Minu, Pkd, Aka, Prats, Vandy...does this word exist in your dictionary ?

Times lost and found

Picture picture on the wall, remind me of what I was. An attachment in the email, the email in the inbox, I open it and find a treasure in that past. Treasure of moments lost, faded memories, friends left behind, and all this while I let it be there.
Place changed, displaced old times with new ones and I simply moved on. Then, an unsuccessful attempt to clean up the inbox mess, and everything came back in a flicker,gush of laughter, channel of tears, and my new found love for old lost times, and I realize how you need to open that last door in your heart sometimes and peep in, its all there waiting for you to be re-discovered.