Dawn

who could savour teh drastic desires of time. I have come here to mingle with my unperturbed soul. The amount illicit thought surmount the peace within.

Maybe there is another twilight before dawn. Yes, there is a chance.

snap

salvations of desire runs through the agony of existence

Vida con mi novia

in this new place that i have come to know.

I struggled for a while,

a while seemed an aeon.

Now, the aeon seems an ant,

the ant is a symbol of life.

A desire one must fulfill

by the vortex of the whirlpool, Swooosh!

I sit here

the horizon of a wide-frame lense before me. I screen in between, the struggle i had to go through. But, I was not alone, I do not see this drama staged alone. i have a soul with me.

A soul who sees what i do

who breathes what i breathe

who struggles what i struggle with.

Such is the swim ride called Vida. That as long as love, as along as you struggle...

You Live. and you love....

Losing Control

perhaps the notion of control is overrated. I sit here, this long weekend.

Control is a state of mind more than a kinesthetic achievement. This day, i retrospect at the weekend spent well, went fast.

Control is more often related to a physical object. Recently, i lost something expensive in monetary terms, in societal values. I LOST IT!!!

Instead of a feeling of loss, the incident bore me a sense of relief and enlightenment; what it means to be out of control. It was PEACE.

I do not know where we lie. We need the material goods to keep us happy, yet they bind us in an incomprehensible bond is is smeared with afflictions of materialism. It is only when we lose these things that we know how loseable they are!

Time

Memory always plays the cushion for a bedless creature.

Reminding me of the past that i am living now.

Living tomorrow

Who wants to know what the future holds?

Who wants to know what the future holds!

the present dilemma lies in the denial of the present!

Adan wakes up with a heavy hangover of thoughts about the day ahead. He doesn't know whether it will go smoothly for him.

As he starts thinking, the routine takes over him,.

Brushhh, coffee, eat...think no time....

The present is always fine, because it is here.

3 Years-A Passage of Time

I have been wondering...what was i doing three years ago? I was still completing my masters'. I had an illusory idea (which was pretty strong then) that i would be working in the advertising industry. I had studied enough, i thought.

I was all geared-up for my role in the workforce, earning my living like some of my friends. I had forgotten that i was more comfortable in academics, or being a student of literature.

The idea of changing the paradigm of my reality was creating a tsunami of thoughts in my mind.

I jumped.

Within a fortnight, i felt like a fish out of the water, or more precisely, a hippopotamus outside a water. I withdrew.

I ended-up studying, in the classroom. Inhale.

The rest of the three years passed smoothly with some unforeseen discoveries. I withstood, i lived.

I swam across the seas and built my dreams on sands. Three years just flew by.

But i lived my life, I am Adan.

I look to see where ill be 3 years down the line...

No need speculating, because they will pass...and i do not where ill be. But i know, i will enjoy our life.