11/27/08

An Aqua Mind

There are times when you have to just walk the path along with the situations coming your way. It’s not every time you are suppose to check … plan … and expect to be in a wonderland. It’s always true about your birth and the existence you hold on this planet. It’s all the truth in which you have jerry your age and from an innocent mind you reach till having an innocent face. You do not see but you know at times quite a thing which you can not represent to this world about your belief as their wont be the mind sets or there would be less of the mind sets you follow in or belongs to. Probably it’s a hollowness of your own self. Which makes your life dark or it’s your brightened vision which can bring you up from all sorts of perturbed mind sets or sort of people. . . it’s all in your own hands to make up with your life. It’s a flow of trust which needs consistency of human mind physically present with you but rhyming somewhere else. It’s all about the pages which some times get blurred before you put up a eye to it. It’s about the words which some times change there meaning before they could come in to your situations. It’s sometimes about the situations which get messed up before you walk through it. It’s sometimes about the time which flicker you to such extent that you loose the brave heart you showed to you beloved one. It’s all about the dedication which shakes till bottom of your spirits and chases you down to a lean thin line of the mercies human which belongs to an animal species. At such times you all need to Hold the hands together and take a long breath of your life time and start the journey with empty head and soul. Where you throw your self again and again to the dirt you feel around you. It’s about the miraculous words which are waiting to whisper in your ears to take up a high end spiritual foolery of life. There comes the cold and you get shrunk at your heart and your body start reverting with the woody feeling all over your mind. Where your mind has it’s own walk to make and where your heart has it’s own pace to pump the beat to every second you spent in the seldom.

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