Life goes on......

It would be easier for everyone, including me, if we could just drop the causality of elicitation and concentrate on the train of thoughts just for
a moment. Given that, Trust me dear Sathy I mean you no disrespect when
I say this-'Hows' are not as fruitful as the 'Whys' to worry about but
you can only know of this If you might have lived a life rather than spent
one in observing another, have you ever wondered how ordinary is your life?

Well that question might have felt as bump to your head if you know what
I mean. So to ease things off with an intention of blowing gentle cool air
allow me to give different overture to the given set of things. Imagine that
there is massive attack on your country and the government is looking for volunteers to join in the army, the air force and the navy and suppose you
did volunteered and got enlisted. Every individual who volunteered might
have a unique reason which stimulated him/her to do so.

Well, Whatever might be the reason of you being there would you like to
come back to your life again? Would you like your normal self again?
Though you know whatever you do everything would be downhill from there.
Its pretty strange when we come to look at things in that manner we realise
that how meaningless, how ordinary and how mundane over life were. We never
might have even realised it and our whole life would have just crossed
without we making any fuss about it. We never realise how daily chores
succumbs life out of life itself. It probably the greatest paradox-
how life sucks life out of itself.

Personally, I don't have any regrets in my life given another chance I
would be the exact same person I'm today. I would make precisely the same
choices which I made, I would make the exact same mistakes which I made,
I would love the same people whom I love today. But I believe, as it is
only 'possible to connect the dots looking backwards' whatever I would
have done I could not have made my life anything else other than 'ordinary'
which it is. Whether this ordinary bug is on you or not life goes on.....

Rambling

Though its late but a part of me doesn't want to let you sleep.

It might be the best thing that others do at this ungodly hour,

Still as my feelings(for you) my intentions are also uncanny tonight.

I long for twinkle of your eyes, the warmth of your voice, the

staunchness of your thoughts and the rare yielding demeanour.

Though no coital feelings cross my mind at this crossroads

but still nights turns unbearable.

At this imbroglio where you had me put in

I'm unable to locate any noun but your name.

Reprising it overwhelms me and turns me into receptive being.

Though the above feelings prevail Its still hard to convince "I"

to disturb one's sleep for something 'unimportant'.