For a few minutes I have been thinking to post something special as my first post.But nothing sort of 'celestial fire' as mentioned in Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard is no where in my mind.But here I am typing something me too don't know what the things Am typing are.But,one thing is clear my mind is not free it's struggling to find something special to write about.
     YES...AT LAST DROPS OF THOUGHTS HAS START TO OOZE OUT FROM THE CLUTCHES OF CAPTURED MIND...Here let's start the sojourn...