I have been trudging a large portion of my small life from the tinsel town fraternity from where dreams were innovated to stretch itself across a landscape of thought provoking actions. Most of my memories remain framed in silence across the off-white walls of my memory lane. I have not been working on the uneven pieces of canvass lately and I have taken a break from publishing my penned thoughts which gradually started to get dimmer by the day.
I find immense joy in being able to enlighten the daily days of some of the people with whom I get to interact quite periodically.
It can be very difficult to find the source of inspiration. It just keeps varying from person to person. Oddly enough, it is even more difficult to keep the momentum flowing and I myself arrive at ends where I begin to realize that I have actually drifted a bit beyond the marked boundaries of well perceived goals.
In almost everything that I do, I always try to find an affinity between myself and the persons who are out there just like me. I try to look at the possibility of finding myself within them. I try to look at the world around them and dive into their world of illusionary problems and figure out possible exits and gateways towards their definition of freedom.
The multifaceted perplexities in life all arrive at the same junction where our roadmaps coincide in the form of consciousness. I have come across people who talk about their volumes of experience and spread them across the table like a collector’s deck of cards coming from a variation of resources. Yet, I often find them lacking what I seek in them – wisdom and a sense of satisfaction.
As the freshness of the early morning gradually dampens to a spectacle of dusty roads and noisy surroundings, I slowly graduate myself to unwind my eventful day to a chain of events containing terse chapters of events where I find myself role-playing someone else in an affinity that perhaps only I could understand. For the bewildered bystander, it would remain a piece of a puzzle yet to be understood until it has been realized within due course of time and grey hair…
I find immense joy in being able to enlighten the daily days of some of the people with whom I get to interact quite periodically.
It can be very difficult to find the source of inspiration. It just keeps varying from person to person. Oddly enough, it is even more difficult to keep the momentum flowing and I myself arrive at ends where I begin to realize that I have actually drifted a bit beyond the marked boundaries of well perceived goals.
In almost everything that I do, I always try to find an affinity between myself and the persons who are out there just like me. I try to look at the possibility of finding myself within them. I try to look at the world around them and dive into their world of illusionary problems and figure out possible exits and gateways towards their definition of freedom.
The multifaceted perplexities in life all arrive at the same junction where our roadmaps coincide in the form of consciousness. I have come across people who talk about their volumes of experience and spread them across the table like a collector’s deck of cards coming from a variation of resources. Yet, I often find them lacking what I seek in them – wisdom and a sense of satisfaction.
As the freshness of the early morning gradually dampens to a spectacle of dusty roads and noisy surroundings, I slowly graduate myself to unwind my eventful day to a chain of events containing terse chapters of events where I find myself role-playing someone else in an affinity that perhaps only I could understand. For the bewildered bystander, it would remain a piece of a puzzle yet to be understood until it has been realized within due course of time and grey hair…
