Once Upon a Starry Night Sky

My blog never started as something to write to show off to the world. Hence the being anonymous (except to some people); evidence to my previous statement. But I must admit, after looking at my statistics I became a little, if not entirely, conscious about how I write and what I chose to write. The advantage of being anonymous presented me with options that Cookies and Cakes helped me see, over and over again, tirelessly.

#1 You write for yourself and yourself only.

#2 Anonymity means even if people want to judge you, you do not have to worry... Your perception about yourself is above all others (something that always came in handy, in my day-to-day life, when restlessness of passed judgments come along).

#3 Write from your heart. A personal blog is like an online diary. Treat it like so. Pour your heart out, otherwise honesty is deprived. Besides, mistakes are what makes you, you and hey, forget impressing people, be satisfied with what YOU make of it first.

So, even though I check out my stats, day after day, its nothing more than for a bit of fun... I even realised that my blog description was missing the "R" from the word "YOURSELF" but I told myself, let it be, until there comes a time when the picture needs replacing at least.

I was walking to 7-E like I always loved to and two things intrigued me;

#1 A man was wearing a helmet whilst driving his car...

#2 I looked up and saw the sky full of stars... The starry night sky reminded me of one incident.

          Once, upon a campus varsity, a residential college was having a fire drill. Three male students were out whiling their time away, walking around in a nearby lake garden out of the campus vicinity. Empty chats and aimless walking were their means of a therapeutic night. One of the three would have begged to differ but he was just happy the man he loved was there right beside him. Not realising a fire drill was ongoing they made their way back to campus only for a call from a fellow varsity-mate informing them of the situation. So these three friends drove to the hilly area of the campus and decided to just settle down there until it was worth returning (fire drills in the hostels were always excruciatingly boring and not to mention a complete waste of time; if there's a fire most of the students already know where to run!!!). Along the road where they rested their bottoms on, two of them were getting tired of just sitting around. One of the two decided to seek solace on the laps of the third friend. The latter, would be more familiarly known as Mr. P and the third friend was Hdaran. Soon enough, the remaining  individual (let's call him Life-Sized Comfort), rested his head too on Hdaran's lap. Hdaran was happy, it was one of the best moments of his life. Life-Sized Comfort was like Hdaran's own life-sized teddy bear. Sleeps with him in the same bed, adores Hdaran, has petty but very exhilarating arguments with Hdaran and tells Hdaran everything. Hdaran in turn was so attached to Life-Sized Comfort that his company was so immensely enjoyed (Hdaran always thought that if Mr. P had not made entry into his life, Life-Sized Comfort would have been the next best thing; better of the bad at least). At this moment, Hdaran looked up and saw a glorious starry night sky.....