Err random jottings again…
What is it that makes one anticipate?? I dont u\s why.. i anticipate… if i write a nice poem.. i anticipate comments.. keep tracking it on the blog or in the community…
In blog, I keep waiting for comments.. i ask ppl to visit my blog.. then look out for comment.. y do i do so??
what happens if they read a portion of my life or not??
there may b many silent readers.. still why do i look out for it??
how long will i seek them ??
y seek them from strangers?
y from ppl we know??
y is it imp…
many a times i read out my poem to my sis… erm.. from the blank look n no comments.. i know she is bored.. n yet the next time i will show her.. even if i decide i wont..
y this compulsion to be liked n adored?