Every Evening we come back home ... Every night when u lay down to sleep .. Thousands of questions ... with millions of possible answers .. may ponder in our mind .. Yet again every moment of respite .. One can only wonder .. how the questions remain unanswered .. So , i write .. i write to raise those questions ... At times to answer some of those .. ..I am always on fire.

This is for those who dont fold their hands and look up in the sky for help, for those who smile at adversity and say "Lets have one round more!!", for those who dont believe in stones and statues but in life and the force within, for those who dont follow the rules but believe in principles, for those who say "When shall the destined hour arrive..." and for all those who are tired of exploring and say "Show me the horizon" For Those who believe in I M POSSIBLE... for those who dare to defy everything.....
1 Comments:
For a minute, i was lost for words...
now that they are pourin back in... i feel what u describe here is the grey area between life and death...
What i call the phase when life eases out of us and death tries to creep in...Slowly it overcomes our senses..... and v cease to exist.....
My take is tat.. even when this "death" (not the actual one) takes over us... the individual inside ceases to exist and we merge with the surroundin as yet another "dead" (non-living) "thing" ..... Its like being on a painter's canvas but only as a background... A faint figure... With no real significance...
U hav described this period of "decay"....
Hi neer
Always a pleasure to read ur blog...
Specially when it reflects the course of my life....
Excellent as ever...ur thoughts...
Sid
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