On a lazy morning when the only company that you long for is a sleep and you are forced to push the limits to the dreadful thought of work, some old parable that you learned pricks you to wake up...The constant stare to the walls hoping to see a magic being portrayed or a stillness in time did greet me too to this morning. What was the thought that passed in me? I still ponder, pushing aside the cellphone that still blinked unanswered texts and messages staring at me with a hope of being recognized of its presence. But the moment was not right neither me. The blanket that rolled itself to the unusual shape added to the grief in me saying aloud "I will wait for your return ".....The one into which I had squeezed in was no longer part of me I felt like a soldier disarmed in the battle ground. But alas I had to walk down....it's strange when we think about the pace of forgetfulness we exhibit in our life...we forget and forget and what if one day we forgot as to what to forget? probably that's what the life is all about.....done with all the morning job its time to set forth to the destination called work...The wait on the roadside surrounded with cascading flow of people rushing to various corners drawing a line of contact between existence and growth.. I stand alone not knowing which direction to take....there are no constellations ,neither a breeze to guide me through and the only help is the uncertainty that grips me tight. it's been a while since I have got myself drunk in the mystical wine of success and probably that thirst was drying me out. What I dreamt for was the rainforest and what I have is a desert for me. Well its time for me to take a nap as I am nothing but an expression in you. The expression whom you named uncertainty.
