humble rahman, excited n cool Kate and my midnight walk

Should I say humility? Modesty? I donot know, that's what occured to me when i watched the Oscars a while ago. No cries, no long list of thank yous, ( i remember, once there was an actor thanked the whole list of people he knew, good for him, he spared his dog and cat), just two simple, clear poetic statements, rahman is my favourite: Made your mark!

The next was Kate, gorgeous Kate...now slightly shrunk..(oh, scarry old age!?)..but still amazing...amidst her sobs..she asked her dad to whistle from whereever he was.....so cool..and guess what.. right next second..her father whistled....the spirit.....but then long list of...................................

It's past one(mid night) and i have a strange habit. Taking walk at midnight..i find a connection with the infinite. No disturbances, no horns, only a sizzling sound of leaves or sometimes dripping of water....a sort of stillness, quiteness .......it reminds of the things that i have left undone...the more i think, the more i walk...night is cooler than day..perhaps it is free from human breaths?? I wonder..........

Finally........

Fianally I have created my blog. Nothing interesting in this..but the interesting thing is the person who inspired me to blog. Guess who? Its Mitch.......

Who said only teachers can inspire? these days it is the other way round....I am a bit late comparing some, I am too fast comparing some other..whatever..its never too late...

Rest later..