I muse

Am in a pensive mood....a couple of things that Ive somehow known throughout surfaced...yet it was a realisation I was having now...and many of my past experiences made sense.

It is so ironical how the vital art of "letting go" can be a lesson well- learnt,only when it is delivered by someone we really care for or something we hold dear.

And yet again,a relationship that glides along amidst crazy storms and blissful sunshine suddenly just fails simply because the winds just grew out of hand and created so much damage that eventually not only simmered down the dominant glow of sunshine but also made you wonder at the purpose of its mere existence.

Everything happens for a reason. There are lessons learnt.

Valuable painful ones.

The glow in my eyes

Every morning of each "working"day, I need to dive into a mad traffic that made sense to only those in it. It made me realise that when it comes to riding, I prefer a maze of unbelievable swerves n mindless people. Straight roads and peaceful traffic is not boring but then I would not riding there...It gets me into a hypnotic spell where I just follow instructions coming from that sense which we all talk about and get to wherever I want without knowing how it happened. Either ways ,I am safe!

There is a fly over that I need to take en route from office.The best part of the whole ride.Getting to the flyover is no cake walk. I need to get past a path that might actually pass for a road that stretches over a 100 feet. At the terminus the flyover branches out into a huge circular slope.At the point where the altitude is at its best, my favorite spot ,I look ahead and right in front of me...at par with me... is the teasing orangish peach sun bleeding love.Not glaring.Not powerful.Just beautiful.Just hypnotic.Feels like heaven amidst earth. The one little aspect that brings about all the difference to a mundane day.

The moment that comes just in time.