Basking

Feels like home.Snugging into my thoughts,dabbling with words,pestering with the keys,thanking Dreamluver unconditionally...all in this eventide.Feels homespun,all for that friend who brought me into such familiarity after a long time.I may not belong to the league but the league belongs to me.After all being a Vella isn't about damn dimensions,its about feeling Vella,wherever and whatever you are.
Sitting in Kolkata,seizing this moment is quite a serendipity.Quite a thing to imagine two worlds congruent to each other yet there goes no intersection.Unique,unparallel,integral,this is real.Am a city monger,i breath life in its fastest form,see its colors on the greatest mural,feel its beat in the highest resonance.A Presidencian at heart,the Presi savoir-faire running through my blood,life in my college has myriad experiences,fast,furious,snazzy bespeckled with goof-ups to the height of madness with hues of that common masti phenomenon making you believe your admittance to a similar world spanning different worlds...Vellapanti.Such is the feeling when you arrive at crossroads like this.
Having fiddled with several notes running through me at this moment,of apprehensions,self-appraisal,bemusement finally getting myself in the groove of this song.Thanking vellas for reading this emotional atyachaar.Guys,just wait and watch.Ready to create a new dimension in the Vella world.

P.S.Dun u xpct me 2 rite in sms lingo....blogin dt wy s seriosly heresy..lolaaaaaa:P:P