Introspection

As each season turns, the leaves a shade lighter, whether it is or not is, a question in itself, left to perception, of what is for the better, never worse. Being rooted and accustomed to the weather prevailing, the slightest change of wind sends shudders of uncertainty that worries you down. The stability of existence is on shaky ground. But doesn't the end of every storm of change bring out a different beauty? 

Building Bridges

The prevarication of human relationships can be so highly appalling to the naive debutante of societal life. Insecurity, irrational deliberations, the act of deception well played; all seems like a convoluted conundrum that one may never get around. A bubble of forged reality we live in and to console ourselves, we look back at the generations gone past. Slowly becoming accustomed to the norms of this pseudo world, we begin to consign to oblivion who we truly are and continue in the all natural scheme of things, to live as your self concocted alter ego - your new self. What we say and do is a well crafted and directed act of illustrated brainwash that is taught to us as the lessons of life! It becomes an inherent part to ensure survival without which you turn out to be that odd one - which more often than not, you don't want to be.

Where is all of this leading us? Is this a safe retreat of pretension we prefer to the actuality of the omnipresent cut throat competitive lives we live?

Genuine is a concept long forgotten in our fast moving world. 'Unconditional' is mocked at as something surreal and impossible. A sincere call to those we thought close is only a failed attempt that shall break free with a louder shot.

An attempt to clear the air of all that remains unpleasant only lets your foot slip deeper in the unbecomingly and now common quicksanding negative force. The hurt becomes too much to bear and we generally succumb.

Life leaves us, thus, alone. When you go to bed, you don't have anyone but yourself. You realize that there isn't a soul who will stand by you except your own flesh and blood. Then again, for how long can they hold your hand?

As we fly out of the nest hoping to reach new and better horizons, being skeptical of what is in store may after all be a better approach  instead of hoping for the vibrant sunshine and a pot of gold only to be left disappointed by leaving our imagination to flow.

The world has become ever caustic and trust is no longer part of their new age dictionary. It is up to us to be smart and maintain  a reasonable distance while yet we try to build bridges to reach out to those who have yielded to this and could do with some help before crumbling. Then there are those others whom you think to have some similar ideas/notions as yourself but later discover, after pledging your trust, that that cannot be farther from the truth. And that is when you realize you've been tricked into what they call euphemistically 'raillery' of the improved big bad world.

Don't lose your head though. It takes a while to get that flow and play it smart to swing the wind your way. We can't afford to let it affect our otherwise mundane everyday. Life is after all an interesting yet vile game. So, hold your cards close!

Cheers. :)