I really am no poet, and that is probably the one thing I regret not being. But what the heck! I can still share one with you guys, just ignore the fact that its not written by me!! Infact its not even a poem in the strict sense of the word, its a song, by Bryan Adams, and its called "If you really love a woman". Heard it after ages a couple of days back, and have not been able to get it off my mind ever since. And so, I have decided to make it a part of my blog..probably the only thing that I will never be able to demand a copyright on[:D], but anyway..here is comes..!

To really ,really love a woman
to understand her
you've got to know it deep inside
hear every thought
see every dream
and give her wings
when she needs to fly
then when u find yourself
lying helpless in her arms
you know you really, really love a woman.

When you love a woman
tell her that she's really wanted
when you love a woman
tell her that she's the one
she needs somebody to tell her
that its going to last forever
So tell me, have you ever
really really loved a woman?

Its not the whole song, because shreds of the song is all I can remember as of now..I have never been able to boast about my memory anyway, so I guess this sudden vacant expression on my face is well justified, or at least,well explained !!

I really have no clue why I'm posting this song , that is not even my own, on my blog...maybe I'm just trying to compensate for that creative thread that God forgot to weave into my Being , which I would have so loved to have, or maybe, there's a lesson to be extracted from these lines, for those who can feel an echo of their own lives in them...
As for me, I just like to drift in the warmth of the song, the beauty of its expression and the music, that can mellow the most harrowed of souls....

I'm back in my hostel now, and its rather unusual for me to be writing a blog here..can never really find the right atmosphere here to write one..our computer room is all stuffy..there are always people waiting for some computer to get free so that they can gorge on it..am counting myself in that category too!! Infact, am the worst of its kinds!! The keys require all the energy that you can infuse in yourself when you type, and after five sentences, you are left with your fingers aching, begging you to stop! But the addict that one becomes after the incessant use of such a device, you really don't bother about such minor agonies, even when they get manifested in self infliction!
Some ordeal it is to work on the computer here! Maybe its not that bad either, but coming back from home where I have my laptop all to myself, any hour of the day, the strict regimentation of the hostel can actually get a little trying. But since I've been in a hostel for almost six yrs now, am more or less accustomed to the whole drill. But, even that does'nt help mitigate the frustration of it all.

Normally, my blogs come when I'm in some mood to write, when there is a desire to capture a thought, and mould it into the written word, but today, am doing it for the abject lack of anything better to do..had to meet a friend online, but dont think thats going to happen today..and since I still have 40 mins left to myself on this computer, this the best way I could think of whiling away my time. I do have a lot of other, more fruitful things to do right now, a slightly less consequential one being studying for my Term exams, that are but, a couple of days from now(oh boy!! they are actually that close!!), but I really am in no mood to go to my room, with all my books staring at me, quizzical looks on their faces, questioning me as to why I have estranged myself, almost permanently from them....unfortunately for them, at this moment, writing is what I'm going to beguile myself with.