My first step !

So I'm finally taking my first step, the one which probably someday is going to make me the writer i want to be. "I want to write", I've said this to myself a countless times and honestly I still don't know what to write about.This morning was not one of those enlightening "Bodhi tree" experiences for me, but something inside of me, that voice thats mine yet has this sense of  absolute conviction in it told me that today was going to be my day, that today i was going to start my blog, my first step towards my thunder.
If anyone ever asked me of what I wanted to do, I always had a standard reply ready, " someday I want to publish my own book ".As I actually sit here writing this piece which I'd like to say is straight from the heart, I begin to realize that either my heart doesn't have too much to say or ' writing ' ,my friend, is one hell of a job.A friend of mine is writing this book on Nuclear Terrorism, two pages a day, research is nothing less than what I'd call perfect and I'm sure very soon he is going to have his book published. But that's not what I want to do. I don't have a story line, I dont have a plot and whom am I fooling?....I don't even have that kind of patience. I want to write and let my feelings flow, when I write I don't want to think...because only then I know I'm doing just what this website expected me to do... "express my feelings". I've taken my first step, I have no idea whatsoever of where its going to lead me to..I just know I'm going to enjoy this journey..to wherever the forces of the universe are taking me.

"C'est la vie"..."This is Life" ...whatever I write is somehow, somewhere related to the lives we are leading.. so, the title.Drowned in work and other nitty gritty details of our lives, somewhere we tend to forget that  "THIS" is it  !!!!.... and " THIS " is how life is going to be...and that is where we give up on cherishing the journey... as I write the last lines of this post I can hear the distant voices from the mosque saying out their afternoon prayers.... their  call for "tuhuhr"...and somehow I know that its a good sign.... and for wherever he is...the power that I believe in ,the God my mom believes in, the forces of the universe, like some would like to say, is watching over us....
until the next time....