The CLATTER and The Blog

Hey! I am writing this because of the clatter in and around my house . It constantly bangs my eardrums and my brain is too busy to think . I know the sound pollution I'm talking about is no comparison to many others but still , everyone has a different limit of concentration . I think I'd score zero in this field but I don't want my mind to wander away and write a different story under this head .

Yeah the "BLAH! BLAH! BLAH!, ZWRRRRR! ZWRRRRR! , CLUNK! CLUNK! CLUNK!" fill up my head and leave me with very little brains or no brains to think how to frame these sentences . Believe me! I've put in a lot of concentration to write these lines you are reading .

I don't even care when I make loud  noises while listening music or watching TV at high volume but after this article , I'd be really careful next time thinking of the bloggers around me. Yeah! It is human nature to accuse something or someone else before seeing yourself and I see it to be true in my article .

Hope you got the message of the article , though not for the reason stated above but just for a little rest to your ears . And one day , you'd be proud of yourself that you didn't raise the volume up and had spent your whole life with sound.

                                              Through this post I've showed my support to a life with sound and still critcised it for the same reason. My final verdict is to live a life with sound but their must be a limit . This shows ," Anything too much or too less is not good."


                                                                                   

What I'm gonna write ?

I created this blog,
Without thinking What I'd do after making it,
My tiny little brain giving me no suggestions,
What to write, On what to write, Not even a bit,

And then I thought what to write,
In the midst of darkness I found some light,
To write about what I had gone through,
Thinking What I'm gonna write?

I gave the title "The Seeds to Read",
And had no idea What I'd make'em Read,
"What a brilliant move!", I said
And the next moment my head began to bleed
With the same thought that I had told you
But at last, my silly, stupid head
Had suggested me something to do,

It gave me this idea....
When it was Quater to ten in the night,
To post a poem on "What I'm gonna write?"

                                                          Hope you enjoyed reading this!!