A month has already passed and we are in middle of Feb already! I look at all the things I had planned and hoped to get completed in this year. With this pace, they seem impossible to finish. I am hardly able to keep up with the changes happening in my life. It scares me. And yet there is something very exciting about it. I keep looking into myself, picking up things that I like, and things that I don’t. I accept them all and yet I throw them all out. There is peace in contentment with oneself.
Suddenly, all the time in the world looks so less. The to-do list is getting longer. The projects, studies, exams, conversations, dreams, desires….. Life is getting more exciting than ever. I feel happy and in a long long time, I feel secure. How do I collect all these moments? How do I ensure they don’t slip out and get lost? If not the moments, then their memories… I feel the desperate need to hold on to them. And I dream of making the new ones.
There are a few things that need urgent attention. They bother me like sand in my eyes. But when I close them, I realize that I am happy. Blissfully. In a long, long time. And so I carry on living with my contradictory self.. cherishing every bit of breath that I am given.
Five Senses ... 