Walking Away

Choose or Loose?

Making choices is the most intricate part of life. You’re halfhearted, perplexed with thoughts like “Would it be nice to go back and change things if it goes wrong?”

I sat down took a deep breathe and gave myself 5 minutes to ponder on this question and I realized that, me being dubious about reality, I think a linear time frame is the key part of what its a part to be a human

Imagine if your really important choices are sampled like a box of chocolates then our decisions would loose its meaning

What would be at stake?

In the Summer time: Unexpected rattles -Part 2

Augmenting celerity of grey sheath of clouds hovering over my head along with gusty winds hustling the left over leaves from the ground forming a diminutive version of a whirlwind. Thunders, bright streaks of lightening and sodden clouds that tore the rain down pattering like heavy stones forcing its grandiose entrance. I guess we needed this cool down after a complete week of tanning.

Feels like winning a battle.

As I ambled through my memory lane I skewed on tangents of each phase of my life.
From what I was ‘A bundle of joy in the hands of hope’ to what I am now’ The sovereign of my own destiny’ .The celestial feeling I reach each time when I conquer my wins and glories in a quiescence fashion is ineffable by mere words. Surmounting all hurdles that portray as a gargoyle in my every night’s dream and impeding distractions without ending up with anomalies feels like I have taken my throne in a winning battlefield.