And we all go back...

Life doesn't stop at happiness. The beautiful renditions of joy that I have had experienced in the last few days are now locked, stored and preserved for eternity. These moments will be recalled from time to time in the future, when the heart will yearn for comfort. Of course, these feelings will be reciprocated at another location hundreds of miles away, in a heart which will await my return, and knowing this, I find solace in my own mind, as I slowly trudge my way into another age long oblivion...

A million rupees per second...

Now that I am back home, enjoying my short break from military life, I wonder why time has to fly so fast when I want to hold it back. It seems I have too many things to do and see and too little time to do them. It's like a child opening up a pandora's box fused with a timer. Playing games, learning the guitar, listening to music, hanging out with friends, eat out - and all I get is a month. No, I am not complaining. I guess everyone goes through this stage at some time or the other. But it does seem queer. God has His ways to entice us at times and show us the real colour of life. But that spell is brief. And that's how it should be.

Till death overtakes me...

I am always so curious about life after death it takes away my sleep at times. I feel like flowing in a dark black river, having no control over the circumstances that surround me, waiting for the final fall over the edge of life. In a way, all men are equal. They come and depart alone. I have a feeling that when they reach the final threshold, there remains no difference between an infant and the aged, between a doctor and a murderer. They become one and the same. Soul has no shape or existence. It has no perspective yet it is the one thing that unites a spider with a lion, a man with an ant.