Today I have started a new or shall I say anew but it all happened as it was supposed to but for that everything odd had turned even as it felt through my senses.
The mundane life of the snail has been that was discussed most and relevant solutions was resolved did I say problems and the prima facie or the secondary requirements pertaining to everything or the other.
It tires me a lot in fact the very thought of it has been or rather become an excuse for everything quite a comfortable one but he the fiddler still dares to fiddle.
If something has to end to begin another let the end not be for the beginnings of the former or for such matters worsen the latter.
Breathless as it often becomes when a sudden gust of air or in water deep and at times when you wish it to be.
I may not be writing what I was thinking but I had to resort to it because it let me escape from many I cannot identify any particular that comes in sequence or to what that may be put aside but has become relevant in real time cast a silhouette over the moon as clouds white hover and which causes a frown to be dipped into coffee and sipped little while listening Mozart or Tchaikovsky the room dimly lit and the chair that rocks too little.
It should not happen the too common everybody expects it to be perfect and that has lapel and authentication but the toddy distilled from rice often intoxicates the uncommon few.
It had been for quite some time I had been stamping my feet on the ground the same to prove what I am not that I am.
It is all about and around I what pretext it had been into or what circumstances the moment next would offer.
Sometimes the fizz bubbles up and whoosssh!! That’s all that is heard and you are on the spark of a firecracker up in the sky also lit with many few.
And then I wish to be also with those there over there there where they are and I open my eyes….
Confessions shall I say that I have sinned somewhere down it’s the I which forgives and forgets and moves on considering a relative universal religious rational policy for which I doesn’t repent or a deep breath and you feel lighter than earlier moment or the warm sunshine that always makes I feel better and I runs jumps a little and everything else is fine.
I also reflect on the significance of this shaking off attitude and take a note of it but there are zillions of such notes if piled one after the other it could have formed a staircase to heaven or hell whichever is nearer.
So I with a little penance and a heavy heart and taking a note in his big pocket sets out for some adventure of more misgivings wrongs and sin if not something one should do whatever it be but something has to move to give its former place to someone or it misfits a phrase of gel with or shall I say the theory of making jelly a little harder so that nothing moves in it.
We or I has been chasing a constant unchangeable absolute perfect order that is ideal to I and all where I becomes little in we all I know you know what I mean but this feeling or this splinter rekindles the fire within that puts to ashes to arise as a phoenix again and again.
To I am one Truth to them and all there are other truths definitely all truths are not same and are particularly different from either or so where does I and its Truth stand??
There are more than 9 lines of truths in despair waiting for I and its glorious past to be revealed for its history which makes you realize the truth which frames your future as you stand amidst the pillage that you have gathered all through this time so that I could write some say 6 sentences full of truthful words which are absolutely lies to others because you see others have their own truths in which they believe and work upon their past their future and present yet all at once I find a faint glow of warmth coming through my heart well do you see a halo behind me well I can see it which makes me again a little lighter than I was this morning but I think I should end a line before well I couldn’t make it what I decided a moment ago.
There is times where I promise and with the sheer hope that I will able to render it full but still an unknown fear grips the heart.
The heart responds far earlier than the mind and I think it’s your breath that replies fastest.
Its the eclipse or the storm that brew like the tea leaves in the warm water the other side of the moon where there is Light to that let I go.
It’s the I that wants all good can’t accept anything else for I think I is special and in respect to that I deserves best and won’t settle for less.
It’s true that happiness can’t be lent and who knows better than I.
Life of I has to move on and it should be and will be good after all everybody loves I and one who is loved by everyone I know it will be fine someday yes it will be.
The night beckons on the eerie silence that questions one belief about everything or other still one is nervous and shaky and will eventually wrong for which I waits patiently to start everything all over again a note is noted down and as You and I knows.
I wishes to swim across every odd and there will be flowers abloom over the meadows the pristine blue sky sounding the bassoons and there’s all the mirth and joy and all reasons to celebrate.
It worked and the magic really worked to clear all nuisances I had been to and the road is clear for I is again jumping high. Are the moments of despair over the muddy terrains would become a clay road that’s baked by warm sunshine and the sky is really blue the meadows deep down are lush green carpets and the fiddler fiddles ……. The young’s of the village gather around him together we dance and live to the glory of humanity and everything is so blissful blessed be those who helped me in to now what will remain remain and remain as it is for the moment so heavenly peaceful and I hope to tread upon the miles zillion I am ready……
ready for everything and the past is over and if Lies can make it all happen so be it for this Life of I is precious or is it that I is against sinning but I can’t compromise and would not settle down for I is not above Those who I serve after all it seemed like that was that all a deal a mere raw deal which I could not sustain and had or will have to give in No the reply from I is No I had had enough ……. The world doesn’t believe in I and so I won’t move away from its commitment but still would distance away…..its time for real Life I pay attention to these words its going to start the biggest hegemony I and the World has seen and would dream to be realized for its going to be good for all All and all.
I particles are moving hither thither twittering like sparrows looking for a place and twigs to build their nest and that often creates thoughts that put up questions and bubbles as the foam gathers on the ripples of waves that the tide and ebb has brought forth to the shores to the feet of King Lear.
