Pain

Pain works in mysterious ways. How many of you have had chronic pain? Pain that never goes away and pain that knocks on your mind 24 hours a day. Pain that drives you nuts. Pain that follows you like a shadow and doesnt shake off no matter what. Pain that doesnt give you a break no matter what time of the day, no matter how the day has gone. Pain that is ruthless, meaningless and energy sapping. Pain that takes away your desire to live and be happy. Pain that keeps ramming into your head like god who is omnipresent no matter what.
How many of you have gone through that? This is only the physical pain i am talking about. Like all good and bad, i am confident that this pain will pass too. Pain pain pain. It is like the freaking demon shoving discomfort up your anal passage, rejoicing and getting along its business of doing more. I sound like a dark person right now.

Random Shit

I go through phases when it comes to writing. The frequency varies on a monthly basis depending upon how i feel and if i do have the strength to express myself. It stems from the fact that i am a cynical person. It is all in the mind. I am 28 now. 10 years ago i was a happy go lucky soul with an abundance of laughter and mischief running in my blood. There was this constant urge to push life to its limits by being as non conforming as possible. I was very much a rubber cork bobbing along in a vaste ocean, being carried around by waves and currents. It was a good time. It was a time where i lacked the ability to think too much and do the right thing. It was a time when i was ignorant and didnt know i was. It was a time when mistakes were made. When you dont know if it is a mistake how can it be deemed one?
As you grow older, your awareness increases and you tend to be cautious and calculative. You might end up being overtly cautious and calculative and that is where i am right now. I heard this phrase from the bhagvad gita which said that knowledge aka gnana and bhakthi aka devotion are the same. When you acheive gnana you tend to acheive devotion. I still havent gotten there yet. I am blabbering random shit. There is no correlation.

Walking on

Weekend went by. Relaxed, clean and odd. Relaxed being the most important one. Clean-being very unusual and odd being odd. The birds chirped. Reminded me of bangalore when bangalore was actually green and nice. The birds chirped, the earth was damp and the air was clean. It was a good weekend. Did my mind and body good. I am back at work today with a spring to my step. The weekend was good. It went by well.