PENSIEVE!

                                                                     'PENSIEVE' !!!!

Many confuse it with PENSIVE. I have been asked time and time again --> "Why did you name your blog PENSIEVE ? And what the hell is it?! "I dedicate this post to those baffled few. 

To start with, NO! I made absolutely no typing errors. Those who have read Harry Potter must be grinning wide right now. And for those unfortunate few, who were deprived of an oh-so-very-magical childhood just because they chose not to give THAT series a read, well I shall be kind enough to enlighten you up. *Alright now, save the Thank yous for the last. * 

  PENSIEVE , is a beautiful word. 

                     My definition to it would be ~ A vessel for one's thoughts. 

                     And thats's exactly what this blog is to me, ergo PENSIEVE!

Often I am told that I over think , even my pictures tend to capture me in a pensive( NOT PENSIEVE) mood, reflecting some deep though process going on in that airy head of mine.  Denying that would be lying to the point of foolishness. I do think a lot. My mind is always crowded with varied thoughts . I do that out of habit, because I have always known myself that way, that's exactly how I remember me even as a child. It's  neither a curse nor a boon. Though I wish, for a minute or even for a fraction of a second, I could put an end to it and just breathe. 

In the magical world of HARRY POTTER, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, used it as an outlet for the many thoughts that crammed into his mind. How I wish I could possess one too! But that would be too much even for wishful thinking so, I created myself one!!!!

This is my PENSIEVE! My vessel for thoughts and memories. A peek-a-boo into my magical world. I am not here to prove a point or to be remembered, I am here to share. The worst part of holding memories is not the pain but the loneliness of it. Memories, need to be shared. I can't go back in time and re live my days but I sure can immortalise them . I can bottle them up in fancy colorful vials and pour them down my very own PENSIEVE , only to watch them take shape and play a movie while I revel in their existence with lustful eyes. 

              "The powerful play goes on ,and you may contribute a verse." 

                                                                          ~N.H. Kleinbaum (Dead Poets Society )

                                                                  

                                  AND I AM HERE TO CONTRIBUTE MINE!