Maunders

Google Image What fun it would be to ring the bells and run away to a far away location  and listen ...listen to something that was created by you .Because music coming from a distance location has put me into situations where I see the strings entangled in such a misery or mystery that  it becomes impossible to bring them back in shape but strangled strings are so musical that it feels nice to listen to them. How  can  365 Days of a year create music and misery at the same time ?I have always abstained from  counting days because they don't bring any enthusiasm to the already slipping days with no such reasons to smile or create smiles on others faces.I have also been suppressing my abstract thoughts because they are too gloomy and I don't have reasons to justify that .But now I am counting  days ,maybe that would make me busy and help me understand that days are passing..passing in a strange fashion where I want to say something that I have no mood to speak about o