I finally manage to return to the blog after a long span. Some can't write because they feel they have a block :-D, and some, like me, can't write because they have so much that they can write about. I'll probably have my ears pulled, by someone, for the previous statement. LOL. But, believe me, I have a long list saved in my cell phone which is about thoughts I can blog about. Lets leave that and quickly jump to the topic of the day. From past two days I have been trying to figure out what are the things to which I am connected or attached. Forget about the things, who are the people that I am attached to? There are few beautiful souls whom I love, a lot. But when I go deep into my thoughts, I find I can go on with my life even if they choose not to stay. Don't get me wrong. All I mean is, I don't feel connected to anyone of them eternally. I end up seeing myself very detached. Does that mean my love for my friends, family and other people whom I love, is not real? I don't feel it that way, but most of the times I let people connect with me rather than me connecting with them. For instance, during my school time, I had a new friend for every class and I can name them too. But testing my memory is not the game I am playing today. What I am trying to trace here is the reason behind my having variety of friends. Many things come to my mind but the most feasible reason I have is that I never got possessive about people whom I took as my friends. I admit I have been at fault in one of my friendships, but when you have two choose between two people, one is definitely going to be hurt. Apologies for that. Getting back on track, I never really felt like fighting when friends chose to move out of the friendship. I never felt I had a right to change anyone's mind or even influence it with my own thoughts. To mention again, I never felt connected at the end. Fast forward a bit and come to this present time. I have this vision, again and again, that I live my life quite unconnected. I don't have any right to suggest or decide what others do with their lives. I let them live they want to live. Yet there is something that I feel connected to. The Nature. I enjoy my affair with the air, that plays with my hair, whispers in my ears, kisses my face, touches my hands, embraces me... I had my own vision of God one night, the most serene dream I have ever had. He is the only one I feel connected to... All that said, I don't feel that I don't know how to love and spread happiness. That's something, I am sure, I have learned. Spreading smiles is all that counts. When you are close to the one above, you are close to everyone here below :-)
What is it that you feel connected to?
What is it that you feel connected to?
