i want to be me

i wanted to fly they said i am not meant to fly

i can be the wind under some one else's wings

i can be a part of some one else's dream

but, they said i should'nt have my own dreams,

the clear skies always beckoned me

my soul denied to listen to these voices

and my eyes never stopped dreaming

i want to break free of all these chains

that bind the human spirit

i want to be fearless, filled with passion living every moment

i want to be me

Pebbles

Hi everyone, I am a new kid on the block :) and i am really excited to write my first post. Lately I am having this urge to write so I decided to create my blog. And boy this is a really amazing thing. U can write whatever crap and the best thing is viewers are not limited. So even if u r bad atleast there will be some one to apreciate ur efforts :o). I had to struggle a lot to find a title for my blog as most of them were already taken, finally i had to suffix the title with "-r".

Let me know what is the feeling that comes to your mind when u think of pebbles. For me it reminds of vast frothy sea , and i am collecting round smooth pebbles on the sea shore. Watching the golden rays of sun scattering silver on the ripples of water and the cold winds whispering something in ur ears.Thats what pebbles remind me of isnt that an amazing feeling!