As November approaches, It brings memories of the most wonderful gifts, I ever un-wrapped. I never fantasised that Love has to last forever. It can't, It shouldn't.
But in complete submission, Miracles happen; the recognition of the souls - entertwined.
Possibility is that Self-Talkers become the Bloggers. It's quite a vent out for people like us who come up with the best answers when the examination is over.
There could be nothing more embellishing to life than some idle time every now and then; had a chance to go on a journey within and to find that how miserable I am, and the amount of misery I was to attract.
I realize that I like to please, in order to be Not Unpleasant. Since I remember, I have been living according to the time table and the commandments prepared by my well wishers {The parents, the relatives, the friends, the parents of friends, the friends of parents, the whole web of spectators, Shall I call them a pannel of judges? }
The pressure of living by an ordinary life has increased so much that I started feeling trapped, and wished to close myself in my castle. But its neither safe nor satisfying inside. I find content-ness in oneness, with the Subject and the Self.
My journey within has got me to a destination I never thought I would disembark at , Its called Nowhere, and I have felt there is no purpose of life, but to Live, to Love and to Let.
The journey is more about loosing than finding anything, and I take it easy.
But in complete submission, Miracles happen; the recognition of the souls - entertwined.
Possibility is that Self-Talkers become the Bloggers. It's quite a vent out for people like us who come up with the best answers when the examination is over.
There could be nothing more embellishing to life than some idle time every now and then; had a chance to go on a journey within and to find that how miserable I am, and the amount of misery I was to attract.
I realize that I like to please, in order to be Not Unpleasant. Since I remember, I have been living according to the time table and the commandments prepared by my well wishers {The parents, the relatives, the friends, the parents of friends, the friends of parents, the whole web of spectators, Shall I call them a pannel of judges? }
The pressure of living by an ordinary life has increased so much that I started feeling trapped, and wished to close myself in my castle. But its neither safe nor satisfying inside. I find content-ness in oneness, with the Subject and the Self.
My journey within has got me to a destination I never thought I would disembark at , Its called Nowhere, and I have felt there is no purpose of life, but to Live, to Love and to Let.
The journey is more about loosing than finding anything, and I take it easy.
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