Musings

I smiled, thinking of the futility of feelings and the futility of analyzing them.. Life is all about this. There is no final destination you’ll reach but the journey is what it is all about. Each person you meet, each incident in ur life would have diffused lots of positive and negative elements into your life. There'd have been lots of people who would have left a lasting impression in your life sometimes by making you happy or sometimes by leaving you hurt or sometimes both . That’s the whole point. Try to imbibe what you think is the best along the path of your journey so that you become one moment richer , or one memory richer(good or bad, you have only gained!), or one scene richer, one feel richer, as you go on along the road ahead. It’s like the road paved with sometimes flowers, sometimes stones, with the scenery around becoming more and more clear as you move on, with each pixel revealing itself with more clarity as you move further. Those pixels which you seek out become visible to you more, with each person in that long wide road getting his own version of the image around, seeing only those aspects which he is passionate about, only those pixels he is interested in, tuning himself more to the wavelengths of the colors of certain fragments more than that of certain others..
Its like a jigsaw puzzle which extends itself more as you think you have come closer to the solution, guided by the beautiful, bright and mellow colors of the different pieces you have managed to find out from the infinite collection of the pieces, each one specially designed for you with God’s own palete and paints. Our folly would be to hurry up through the pieces in an attempt to get the final picture which does not exist, without taking time to appreciate and enjoy the beauty of each .

Sometimes I feel that it has all just started, I feel young and yearning for something which eventually makes me sad as I know there is nothing much to yearn about. There is going to be no big surprise in the end. The journey is what it is all about. What I am yearning for is what I am going through.

Life ..is okay ..with occasional highs and lows...moving on..Is life, a perennial state of wait? .. A long wait for something anonymous. Probably this is God’s way of making me look forward to each rising sun and each falling leaf..