Mobile rings but it is not audible
in the hustle bustle of mind ramblings. I feel technology should restrict its coercion
when we need some space for ourselves. Whatever.
Eyes
met with a stranger, who is trying to extract some sense happening around.
Smiles. Exchanged. Confusion. Regained. Man! Nobody is clear of what one is
doing with their lives. We all started running behind goals of uncertain destination
or rather should I call uncertain process.
Then,
have been to a book store, to add up a soul to the already existing space-crisis
of my bookshelf. You see, I love books. But I can’t marry a one. And then mind
jumped to think how the sequence of life with a soul mate is gonna be. And then, came back from that
paranoia to be realistic that I won’t be marrying in the near future. Mind said
cut the crap. I did.
We
all work at the clemency of our thought process, ever cared to tune it in the way
we wanted to? Let that mind be free from dogma and despair, as envisaged by
Tagore. But let that be reflecting you in all ways because,
Mind as a game is a one-man show....
Came home and squatted on the terrace for a star counting exercise. It is those little things you relish and, alas !
Life as it comes......
but make it as you choose it to be !
Who said you can't be your own destiny maker :)
Nice to see you write :)
ReplyDelete:) We can't get away with it, can we ?
DeleteIf I learnt one thing in my undergrad life, 'Have no regrets, have no inhibitions'.
ReplyDeleteRegrets part - no engineer will ever have. Inhibitions are person- specific :)
Deleteimpressive style.....It would be nice to have you write something about the Youth Convention Experience!
ReplyDeleteThanks ! Someone from that Delhi convention meet ? Could have been much better without the Anonymity though! :)
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