Every time I cross that road, I discover new things...

 Every time I cross that road, I discover new things...

though I saw I didnt see it exists..

the journey again and again through that same road made me aware of its presence...

while I see 60 degrees straight, how is it I failed to see what was present even in that 60 degrees view.. fully knowing that there is still 300 degrees view I would not be able to see at any point in time.  

some times we need walking more often down that same road to observe.. or may be  more then just the vision.... 

flowing water - that I am...

I am that flowing water underneath,
though above I look like layer of ice.

Come summer and the ice will melt,
and open my real self,

should you wonder?

the floating leaf...

That leaf , learned to adapt to the storms of the sea on which it was floating
floating left and right yet it adapted to float on its waves so crude and high , 
and not give in to its force as they hit it high,

leaf was carrying the ant on it...

from behind comes the ship with full force...
splashing waves and roaring high and carrying 100 people
moving in the direction of the leaf...
and ahead....

leaf bewilders on the ships size and its speed and it cries
that it is not able to carry 100 people .. it is not able to swim past in that speed
splashing and sloshing ...

the leaf will yet reach its shore..
was it as big as the ship.. not at all...
but it reached its shore with the ant ..

Atleast I planted the tree ...

Dont know where we come from and where we go..

for each one comes alone and alone do they go...

is it not the fallacy that we think that we live in groups..

that groups and the surrounding makes us happy or otherwise, 

each one ponders and wanders on their path, to learn or not...in their journey of life...

In life's daily matters,

I take false pride when I do some good by helping someone ... 

I dont know what is good or what is bad in the larger scheme of things as my view is myopic

and that what is done cannot be undone..

yet that fallacy of good I perceived that feeds my ego 

I create some friend and some foe 

based on our own perception are the images each has built in their own minds of being my friend or my foe  ... 

but in my biopic 

Atleast I planted the tree...

Who knows that some day who will sit on that tree .. 

a chirping bird or colourful chameleon  

or a passerby taking some rest under its shade

who knows that the rain water that tree beholds in its roots would water its neighbourhood and quench their thirst. 

for i don't know what shape that action will take 

but atleast I planted the tree.. 

Who knows that tree would cry on its lonesome standing.. 

who knows that the tree may have to stand the storms .. 

and bear the droughts and curse some more on its hardships due to some one who led it to its existence ...

was it the hardships that it bore alone which was making it modest and wise or was it its virute...

and how would it even know the blessing that the others gave to it for the calmness and solace it gave to them...

Who knows who keeps the count of goodness or blessings.. 

but atleast I planted the tree....

I dont know who 'I' am who planted the tree.... 

some day "I" will vanish like everyone else..

will that tree remain ? 

I dont know.

but atleast I planted the tree...

life is ...

Every iteration got tears in my eyes... 

Did I lose a diamond?

Walking along the beach in the dusk, I saw something sparkle for a moment .. excited to see it and find whether it was a treasure, I walk to it, pick it up..but that glint vanished, I rotate and move it to see on what was in it that glinted, on no discovery I put it back on the shore .. waves lap and move it side ways .. one last look behind and I felt that sparkle again, was it that I failed to remove the sand or did I fail to remove the shades adorned on my eyes..but by that time I had moved on .. Did I lose a diamond ?....

VIMH speaks

Intuition marks it a black or white , but the more I think of it, it turns to become shades of grey..

Here and now...

Living each day .. Living each moment mattered,... and while i still say this, future and past at times bogs me ..  growing and outgrowing each day. did it lead to maturity and the greater understanding of universe, i don't know...  or may be it just gave me understanding of mundane circumstances and surrounding people and their behaviour, and i say i became mature...  yet  i don't even realize that time will sweep by and life may end... 

Universe is mysterious , so full of happenings that don't necessary have logic and reasoning.. 

whose life of the past 6 billion years has never been forgotten for the contribution they did  to the universe during their times of existence.. bones would get dissolved into the sand.. and the ones that may have got excavated would not be bearing any name tag... so what is it that matters to me .. 

While sitting in this cubicle and  making better deals or meeting my targets which is in a way is a life that I have accepted, i get these thoughts ..  did i inspire someone in my surrounding.. did i ease someone's pain... did i make some one's life better...is there something that i do that would make some one a little happier...did i wonder on the mysteries of universe, mysteries of life and death, existence of nature and various living beings, can i do such work which makes me happier .. would i get the courage to get out of this bent of mind that one needs to be excellent in their chosen field (chosen field it was by personal choice or the popular choice) and that was the only way to mark ones progress.. 

Life is too short to be led by doing things which may not make you or others around happy...Life's mysteries may never be resolved...  It is here and now..  living it with courage, simplicity, honesty while doing things of liking will for sure matter to me and my surrounding.. 

How do i take the life from Here and Now.. 

random thoughts..

Time is short and striding fast,

and i am getting older...

day starts and ends in the blink of an eye...