The windy points

The windy points
reflection of life...

Thursday, 20 September 2012

What has life become today???

So for the past few days, all I have been doing is thinking! Yes I know, all of us think so you might be thinking what is new about that???? Well, life these days seems really empty. Every morning I wake up to look for that one thing that might make it seem full or a better word for that is complete..... :) but in some way or the other, that feeling creeps back inside.
Sometimes I wonder whether we are living in an illusion, we think we know what we want in life but in reality is that what we really want? I thought I knew what I wanted in my life but it turns out that I keep questioning myself everyday.
Does anybody else feel that way? Or is it just me? Where has all the focus in life gone? Today, smiling, laughing and being happy has become a thing of the past for me. I smile, I laugh but I still feel like I am missing something. I know, I know, I keep going on about this missing thing in my life but it bugs me to feel this way!
Doesn't anybody else feel unsatisfied with life sometimes? Don't you people question your life? What can you do about all those questions? have you ever thought about it?

For now, I can share something with everyone:
And a Poem I wrote out:

Thinking of you has become a habit,
But thinking of you, thinking of me,
Is like a dream come true.

For Old times' sake,
I want to hold your hand,
For Old times' sake,
I want to be in your arms,
For Old times' sake,
I want my lips to touch yours,
Just for Old times' sake....

This has become a wait,
This has become a wish.
There's still more memories to make,
So let us give it one chance,
Because thinking of you has become a habit.....

Friday, 7 September 2012

The House on the Rock, Wisconsin, USA

House on the Rock, first opened in 1959, is a complex ruangan2, roads, gardens, and shops with unique architectural designs by Alex Jordan, Jr.. Is located in Spring Green, Wisconsin, and is a regional tourist attractions. The Infinity Room at the house that extends several hundred feet from the valley, without a buffer below, with more than 3000 hand-made windows on the side.