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It was only a few years ago when while attending the criminal class i scribbled on the top front of my criminal book freedom for those who cant live without it. It was well taken by a friend and we gulped it together from bottom till neck. Today when i reread it i wanted to read in reverse freedom for those who can live with it. Now when it belongs its been relegated to the unaccustomed pages of life that are seldom turned upon. Some time its bartered for a spanking reality and others its there for free......and quite certainly this is how the rush of life is turning into the endless crowd of the world. The list of life may not be akin to others but the newly founded entries are simply the copied ones. May be this is what life does to you or may be this is what you allow to happen. It couldnt be both and its difficult to choose which one is actually happening. Or its the easy living easy pretending syndrome and i am not averse to the idea of running after beguiling idea of life............

stubborn desire....

It wasnt the insanity, wasnt the courage or glory.......it was a plain stubborn desire that refused to subside. So though unwarranted or undesired it carried itself and got ensconced and now when part of the system its licked the most. without much fuss and while still inside it controls the entire mush and melody of life moving it around a pity pit which should have been filled years before......

.......my fav.......

.....so when one is drenched in the ocean of adulthood holding the pleasantries of practicality, so when everyone around have taken the bath one wonders what is cleansed..every thing worth keeping was lost, in the numbness of life there is no heaviness no lightness, no right no wrong, no presence or absence. the heart beats and the fear reverberates. when the routine of morning and night still survives, one hates the absurdity of change of light & life. its then you arrive to be lost to laugh....