HABIT!!

It has become a habit now, that
even the minutest of my actions
the simplest of my thoughts
Now get gelated as a
poetry or prose
Unable I am to comprehend
the reason
is it because the happenings
are boring enough to be
jotted down for remembering
Or special enough to be
cherished and preserved forever
Maybe both. Maybe None.
May be , just like breathing
it is becoming a habit,
or a Necessity
Contagious and Natural!

- Isha