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This recurring dialogue between me n I ..it starts manifesting itself so much In our psyche.. that we feel we’ve befriended a person for life.Was it always like this..did we ponder so deeply that both entwined themselves..so much that one looks fr spaces to mask this inner quest..

In and out of our cocoon…we brush past innumerable characters in their so called veils….everywhere..
we pull our shutters too tight lest we become a victim of mirth for lusting tongues..we tread the slim line cautiously ..we don’t want to end up being the protagonist whose catharsis leads to a tragic saga.

Vulnerability …thatswhat we humans suffer from..we let our emotions take over the hard core shell we painstakingly built about ourselves ..
No ,we don’t heed the caustic screams that try to beacon us ….and we stand their on the brink of the cliff flapping our wings…. To soar yonder ..thats our sole aspiration….and there we are scaling amazing heights…
our world is the sky…n it holds us spell bound by its fascinating colours…
Alas..ruefully it hits us…we are just a tiny speck in front of this majestic..boundless sky…can our weary wings take in the rough winds thatd hit us in the face…
And succumb to it..
Effervescent..that what life seems at times ..bubbling to the brim..yet it takes only a small pinch to burst it…

A fallen hero..that’s what we become…a Shakespearean tragedy…perhaps there will be a thundering applause when the curtain falls…and then a nerve wrenching silence …that’s how it is..isn’t it?

@kittpop: Look up at the sky…see how big it is. Life is like the sky..it’s big..there’s no time for smallness of small people only for birds to soar
Ask yourself whether the dream of heaven and greatness should be waiting for us in our graves – or whether it should be ours here and now and on this earth.
Walk of life

Delicious ambiguity that’s what describes life at its best.It’s like the rolling of dice..you don’t know how many steps you’ll move up the ladder or even if you do …you’re unaware of the serpent that awaits you with his sting that might send you back to square one…

Perhaps it’s this uncertainty that adds spice to our monotonous life.what if everything was predictable..would we feel that adreline rush our spine at every sharp corner..
Every morning we fumble excitedly through the morning papers to read our daily forecasts..and our moods inadvertently change accordingly..a faint smile lurks on our lips if the letters in ink tell us to lookout fr a romantic liaison..and if some untoward incident is going to befall …our brows are ever creased.
Well it’s just a nip inthebud..some of us eccentrics would go to any extent just to have our tarrot cards read or our even get our names changed incase it brings about some quirky luck our way.
But as the song goes ..what will be ..will be.
What makes living more interesting is the stumble n fall n learn..come to think of it a bland meal each day makes for a tasteless morsel which tends to get stuck in our throat..cause it sickens us at the end of the day..
The effervescence of life lies in its tanginess..where myriad images are governed by an unmistakable embargo of expressions..etched in our psyche..making our heart beat in our hands when we see a rushing train heading straight for us n we stand dumbfounded..Or the sinking feeling that creeps through our system when we imagine ourselves falling from a skyscraper..
One can either walk cautiously through the dark tunnel ..or stand stiff..it’s all a matter of the choices we make and live with…thats what makes us what we are..