I’m off for quite a long, I don’t know the reason. But I found tough writing, I don’t know the reason, is it because, I had ogled out all my thoughts? Or the cerebral fluid has dried off my brain? By the way, let us not delve into the reasons of blah-blah things; a past is a past. So what am I thinking right now - is I’ll push to finish off at least a page before breaking the flow. Thoughts are just coming as being penned down. But the emotions have been dried off, so is the faith. But it is good to be love and lost, rather no love and lose. At least I’ve got the memories to live with. I’ve got the chances to experience the hotness of the fire the coolness of the ice. And now I’m able to distinguish between the two. So far so good, the small trembling footsteps I took have now made me able to stand for a marathon. Yesterday has given a lot to me to build my Tomorrow. Things were positive and only positive for me. “Whatever happens, happens for the good” – a rightly said saying. I’ve got the reasons to giggle at my mistakes. The person who made the mistake was someone other than me, today I’m different. Tomorrow I’ll be more different. But am I moving away from my root, will the person I lost somewhere in the jungle of myths and rules of life be able to identify me again. To that I must say, I’ll will always live in Today, if you have faith in me, I’ll bring you to my Today, but I won’t compromise my presence to your needs.
A question always strikes to my mind is the definition of perfection? Are there things exist with perfection or is just the compromise to the best available solution we have which we can call the perfection. Things are perfect only relatively at a given timestamp under some give conditions. And if those conditions aren’t there, attribute under examination won’t be perfect. The best of your friend will be best only if you don’t have any shared interest. So if things aren’t perfect, why bother loosing them. The world is full of imperfections I can have as many as I want. Objects under identification are always relative. I’m happy today because I was sad yesterday, comparisons is the basis of every object in the humanitarian world. Today can either good or bad for me but it can not be yesterday for me. Every moment we live is altogether a pickle of emotions – good, bad, or ugly. Let us taste everyone of these; who knows if it is being the Sad which I’ll enjoy the most? Let us not search for the perfect moment or perfect destiny, neither we’ll find any nor we’ll enjoy being finished up with the journey.
Though the expectancy of life is always having a head behind the head, but still the bright objects do also have the dark shadow. Even the darkness has its meaning - dark is the background of the sky only over which the nature can paint the millions of twinkling stars in the night. The black hole definition of the perfect darkness states as equivalent to the object which doesn’t allow the light to escape from it implies that darkness is not the absence of brightness, rather it is so content in itself that even the light doesn’t want to leave it. Brightness is just the instability of the energy contents; the emission of light is just their way to catch your eye and to ease of their instability. Don’t be afraid to be dark. Dark is the color for courage.
I don’t know what I have written, does it make any sense or not? The intent is not to invoke a revolution or to hurt any single person. This is yet another chapter added to me speaking to me. I do it regularly, to exercise my brain, to keep the blood energizing my nerves. I search life in everything; every creation of the nature speaks off something, it is for us to listen to them. The man has become so strong to speak to machine trying so hard to learn the signals between the flipping 1’s and 0’s, why aren’t we giving any importance to understanding the person we sit next to – that too in our natural language? Is it something like we are learning to learn new skills but in between the learning cycles we are not finding time to apply whatever we have learnt?
