Soliloquy
Somehow things don’t seem headed the right way. It is not even a crossroad- now no more chances to choose an option!!!!!!
Things seem to have reached a dead end !! It is so end of the world kind.....
Feelings I thought I had overpowered come crawling.... aspirations that never seemed they were start staring in the face all of a sudden. Ideas stifled long ago suddenly spring out from a treacherous maze of thoughts. Treacherous because- time and again they make you fall into traps whose existence you always knew.Answers that are hard to find and more so when you are doing so without questions!! Justifications that are hard to justify..............
Why does the vision seem so blurred?? Why is that I can’t get over roadblocks that have time and again blocked my onward march?Somehow things that have let me down have almost remained the same- only the settings and the protagonists change.
Why do opinions influence me so much?Why do i have to make sense of every innane thing that is said??? Why can’t they just be another passing comment?
Why can’t I look back and put things in perspective? Why the need to commit mistakes, Why the urge to cry at my own downfall? Why the desire to explain things to friends when I know they don’t demand explanations??
Infact why even the need to correct myself........When I know I can get up and run why don’t I?
Things seem to have reached a dead end !! It is so end of the world kind.....
Feelings I thought I had overpowered come crawling.... aspirations that never seemed they were start staring in the face all of a sudden. Ideas stifled long ago suddenly spring out from a treacherous maze of thoughts. Treacherous because- time and again they make you fall into traps whose existence you always knew.Answers that are hard to find and more so when you are doing so without questions!! Justifications that are hard to justify..............
Why does the vision seem so blurred?? Why is that I can’t get over roadblocks that have time and again blocked my onward march?Somehow things that have let me down have almost remained the same- only the settings and the protagonists change.
Why do opinions influence me so much?Why do i have to make sense of every innane thing that is said??? Why can’t they just be another passing comment?
Why can’t I look back and put things in perspective? Why the need to commit mistakes, Why the urge to cry at my own downfall? Why the desire to explain things to friends when I know they don’t demand explanations??
Infact why even the need to correct myself........When I know I can get up and run why don’t I?
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What else can happen but that the worlds split apart, and they do split apart, or at least clash in a fearful manner.
~ Franz Kafka
Was missing you all these days in the blog world. Good to see you make the cut. :)
Hmmm .. a writer, a generalist, a director and a philosopher ...
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