Back home..

I have wandered back here yet again...
In the middle of the night.. all awake with nothing much to do..
After a long while, I come here to find my blogs preserved here... safe and sound..
I read some and smile at the momentary goofiness that would have prompted me to write some of them.. and well some other blogs that I must have written with a lot of conviction.. And the knowledge that, that conviction still lies within me... just as strongly. Some I read and I think "I wrote that?!!!".. I read the comments here, and feel part wonder that people have bothered to read what I write.. and gratitude for the encouragement that I have been fortunate enough to receive here.. through the kind words of friends and family.. Where would man be without some moral support or a pat the shoulder, especially during those tough when u tread through life with a heavy step and a burdened head..

What keeps driving me back here?
Maybe I am tired of routine life and come here wanting to write something that would create magic and make the world sit up and take notice and cry out "oh hail! Soorya... the magician of words"...
Or maybe I just want some time out.. writing away the thoughts that flit in and out of my mind at a surface layer.. so that I am free to pursue the thoughts that truly and really is me
Sometimes I come here bubbling with some funny tale.. sometimes with a disturbed soul.. and sometimes with a sobered quietened mind..

No matter where I go, no matter how many new pple I meet and talk my head out to, about all the little nothings.. and laugh and what-nots.. this is one place where I dont have to take the effort to please.. or to make someone comfortable.. or try and be comfortable myself.

The crux of the matter is,whatever the reason that finally drags me back right here, I feel I am home :)