Those thought filled days.

Days of introspection are finally here. I guess I am using them to the fullest. Revisiting very virtue and quality of mine, trying to make necessary changes, so that I emerge out as a sensible being; far better than the one I have been.

Knowing about some intellectual brains, reading some really good stuff, trying to use the granted time to the benefit of the self. I hope she blossoms with a smile at the end of the trial that I really evolved in the way I expected to be.

That's what this is being all about. Really utilizing the time to figure out who the real one are; and who the fake. I am glad that already an outline has formed and it is being filled by discrete parts to make life gain a fuller picture & develop into a meaningful collage. I wonder how I allowed myself that to happen, but eventually I now understand that it happened for good.

She said she is being relaxed or rather composed. Neither sad nor happy; but relaxed. Really felt good. What more could be of good thing to really let some one be relaxed? Priceless, you see.

Even I am out of that self imposed misery & seems like I am really putting in efforts to make it a meaningful day to call off at work. Life seems pretty sensible now.

I just can't wait to talk about those little personal things again with her. She has been the everlasting contentment of my life. I silently wink and smile reckoning even she knows that.

Its just like working on a small contribution to a robust project. You realize what you've been working on only when the project's out on screens to public. But that some how makes it intriguing.

To me, this is like that long wait, clear in the eyes of a soldier who waits for the war to be finished to go back home & fall in the arms of his loved one. But yeah, War certainly teaches him many things.

This is teaching me! 

Death : The Mighty.

This apparently is the first time I am going to talk about death. This surfaced from the grief of losing a good old friend to the Aussie soil & it got extended into a philosophical channel in a span of overnight. Nostalgia was at peaks when I was walking down the lane close to my work place to fetch cigarettes for myself. The same lane, where till yesterday, we shared chai-companionship; smoke-silliness.

This is just temporary or perhaps I'd like to believe it that way. It'd be too coarse to digest if it turns out to be intimidatingly permanent. 

My thoughts zeroed down to Death on parallel with the cigarette I was killing. He is just a good friends, he just migrated to another country in the name of good, which itself is proving out to be unbearable for me. Everything seems conspired against me these days. Letting Go two most important people of my life in one day. What do you say? Wouldn't that be too harsh on you? Inevitably, I have only one choice; To Live Through It. So, I am living through it.

So coming back to death, How Death is mighty? I'd rather adopt a simplistic view here. Death is the most obnoxiously scary thing as well as the ultimate freedom on the other hand. Its just the way we look at it; I tend to go with the latter.

We, the humans are bestowed with the burden of living through, until it occurs to us to carry us along with it to the unseen worlds. I totally eradicate the prospect of fading away in between. Either to stay back silently among the ashes or to rise like a phoenix; the only two choices.

I've made up a theory yielding a benefit from death. Every other reluctance, apprehension, inertia fade way palpably in front of the mighty death. We prepare ourselves for the death, all the aforementioned appear miraculously stupid & tiny. That, obviously leads to the most important leap- Initiative.

So be prepared to experience the ultimate freedom - You'll live through in Style.