I came across a blog which was about a girl who is trying to find out what she is and what she really want to be. I happened to come across her site through updated blogs and was hooked to her words right from the word start. Can someone be so expressive, I don't know. Perhaps it's because I always try to restrain myself from expressing my trueself. Why; don't ask me, but whenever I tried to be myself, people around me tried to change me. I don't understand that where is THE critical fault in my thinking / ideology but may be we could rant about it some other day. It's about her, the way she held me mesmerizer with her simple way of talking with words. I am sometimes so like those girls who want to cry when they are happy or laugh in anguish. I wish I could watch my favorite "Jerry Maguire" with a girl holding my hand, silently sobbing with me when Renee Zellweger says, "You had me at Helo". It always lands me in tears. Sometimes, Silence says it all when words are at a loss.

Isn't it, Swati. I hope you had come tracking me back.