Cogito, ergo sum.....

I think, therefore I exist.....

....What would life be if we were devoid of thoughts? I dont want to start a debate on how thoughts and vision changed the world...It surely did and is an old high school debate, now taking shape of a storm in form of environmental issues arising as a climax of man's wishful thinking and activites....
....When i say i think and hence it defines my existence, i mean the mundane thoughts that float in and out of our minds. At times they are broken thoughts with not much link to reality, yes wishful thinking again but not convincing enough to see the light of the real world....At times it gets trampled by the rationalist monster that dwells in our mind..

Farewell

It was a cloudy evening. She was sitting on her favorite spot, jheelpar. But today it was quiet, no laughter, no jokes, no intensely passionate words being exchanges, no mingling of mind and heart...it was a lonely scene...She sat there waiting for the tears to come but it seemed even the tiny dew drops that cleared her mind have left her...she was alone in true sense....

Over the past year she fought relentlessly against all the changes of life but somehow in a wink of an eye she had lost everything.....she never seemed to realize that she was no longer the person she use to be....the world has shoved her away....her friends family thought she was a nw person, needed new treatment, had a new world but only she knew how much she missed her life.....the touch of her mothers hands, the comfort and laughter of her friends...all seem to have been lost....its a constant pain nowadays... she is always worried and tensed about something or the other...no one comes and talk to her like a child anymore...no one pampers her....she is all grown up to others but at heart she is still the one she was a year before...a kid among family and friends....pampered , taken care of ,free like a bird....

She had no idea what to do next...she cant do anything drastic, she had promised someone...all she could was to pray ....pray for some relief, for someone to come back and take care of her, her soul mate even he seemed to have abandoned her...it was getting late....she headed back home...she had her flight early morning next day....
She had a splitting headache, it was a regular affair but she never cared much about herself...Her hairs been falling lately and that made her a little conscious but she never did anything about it....

She never met anyone....Alone she left for the heartless city that changed her...There was some air pressure problem while landing, her mind became blank followed by a searing pain....she again didn't care much about that....


She took the taxi for what she now calls home, the pain was growing, she wanted to call him, she didn't.....the pain grew till it became a blinding white light in her head...then it happened....a truck came out of nowhere writing her destiny....

She never changed anymore...Destiny finally showed her the path...