Casual Thoughtfulness!

The more I want to be like water, the more I analyze its character as well as the adversities it hides in itself. So far I was focussing on the exceptionalities. The calmness, the resilience and the adaptiveness. I have been envisioning to imbibe all of these for a while now. These are pecularities you need, to survive on without being afflicted or hurt. Yet, it is hard to be so flowy and accommodating, you will always be hit by hurdles.  Somethings will always try to stop you. Yet when you choose to flow, you shall. When you flow, you put all yourself in. Then there is no baggage behind. You believe to gather yourself and go along all the time. But when you decide a life like that, in real world scenario, you shall only abide by yourself and be prepared to be dispossessed by most people to meet new ones and keep flowing. You shall hurt them and hurt yourself in this process. There will be attachments and heart breaks.  Just as you touch water, you feel cool, you fee...

Once I lived with a song.. The song had a beautiful smile.. The song had a nested soul.. The song believed in itself.. Once I lived with a song.. Everymorning it hummed in my ears.. Every evening it sang to me to sleep.. Every now and then it helped me live.. Once I lived with a song.. The song had a dark side.. The song had forbidden brink.. The song was sad.. Once I lived with a song.. It once woke up choking.. It was entrapped inside its own fright.. It meant to break the walls of steel.. Once I lived with a song.. Its sufferings became unbearable.. It was time for it to forget it all.. It was time for it to end.. Once I lived with a song.. I couldnt see its plight.. I couldnt help it either.. I watched it die till the end.. Once I lived with a song.. The song looked at me for help.. The song couldn't figure out how.. The song needed a friend.. Once I lived with a friend.. My friend needed a guide.. My...

“In the long run, what matters is how much you are centered within.” I, like I always do, “wonder”, and this time I tried to look a few notches deeper into my own self to discover the existential importance of my alter ego. And I realized that it’s not just important to me rather it is my true self in the hiding. The thin line between sanity and insanity is what all this defines.  Having read a few more books on philosophy and existence, including the mythological dramas from around the world, it stuck me how everything is so relatable and inevitable. The energies – yin and yang, positive and negative, dark and light, good and bad; why does everything exist in two parts?  I always like to connect dots in my life; I certainly am a firm believer of destiny, a path that you choose to walk on. Talking of dyad, my constructive soul as well has two parts. Talking about them, I realized how destructive my alter ego can be and how it sometimes overpowers my sane self. It cou...