I sit at my home and I know I'm born no poet,
but today I want to explore the roads and see what's out of the closet..
The life's been so heterogeneous and written by non-uniform pencil,
remind me of the graphs like exponential..
Sweet, caring, caressing, slow and steady initially,
until throttling into the full racing gear recently...
The space-time is steady and relative to observer, to quote Einstein, may be changed at will,
Alas the ONE didn't give me enough power to wrap the fabric and bring the time acceleration to a kill...
Here I'm in a place, at a time, with a mindset, armed with skills, and looking to a destiny ahead - I always desired,
yet I've carried and preserved all the innocence, sweetness, eagerness, curiosity, fear, charm, love, zeal and envy of a 6 year old...
Time, they say, has great powers - it changes everything in it's tide,
And I've also been a spectators in its arena; effected by its forceful ride..
But like the skin effect of high voltage current,
time changed in me, only the outside which was transparent..
The inside, the core - it still remains and retains,
Quietly the flame sustains...
It's all by the rules of the nature,
provides tools for the safety of its creature..
Being an introvert, I never considered it good for me,
recent study shows, a highly reactive Amagdyla is the key...
The evolution provides this advantage,
high reactivity on the inside, shields me from outside dangers, keeps me self engaged...
The ONE who scripts the roles for his characters in this book of life,
does the justice - to some with powerful Amagdyla and to some with knife...
Carrying the love of a child, I miss my home, my family,
Has this been a paper, my tears would mark this love more elaborately..
I talk to them face to face 3-4 hours in a day,
But Alas, "mamta, ehsaas, sparsh, apnapan" don't stay...
I'll get back and I hope to see you soon,
The scripter of my life, please don't make it in a blue moon...
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Ashish Aggarwal
09/07/2013
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A question I've been exploring ever since - what's the purpose of life?
So far, I'ven't found any conclusive answers - I still maintain it's a life without purpose..
Just some of the things, that I always knew weren't the answer, some of which I eliminated myself:
1. Is it money?? NO..
2. Is it love?? mabe
3. Is it fame?? Fame is ephemeral. It's like electrons in Quantum physics. It lasts but as soon as you observe it - it's all gone.. Answer is NO..
4. Is it knowledge?? maybe
5. Is it fear?? mabe
6. Is it just survival under any circumstance?? definitely..
but today I want to explore the roads and see what's out of the closet..
The life's been so heterogeneous and written by non-uniform pencil,
remind me of the graphs like exponential..
Sweet, caring, caressing, slow and steady initially,
until throttling into the full racing gear recently...
The space-time is steady and relative to observer, to quote Einstein, may be changed at will,
Alas the ONE didn't give me enough power to wrap the fabric and bring the time acceleration to a kill...
Here I'm in a place, at a time, with a mindset, armed with skills, and looking to a destiny ahead - I always desired,
yet I've carried and preserved all the innocence, sweetness, eagerness, curiosity, fear, charm, love, zeal and envy of a 6 year old...
Time, they say, has great powers - it changes everything in it's tide,
And I've also been a spectators in its arena; effected by its forceful ride..
But like the skin effect of high voltage current,
time changed in me, only the outside which was transparent..
The inside, the core - it still remains and retains,
Quietly the flame sustains...
It's all by the rules of the nature,
provides tools for the safety of its creature..
Being an introvert, I never considered it good for me,
recent study shows, a highly reactive Amagdyla is the key...
The evolution provides this advantage,
high reactivity on the inside, shields me from outside dangers, keeps me self engaged...
The ONE who scripts the roles for his characters in this book of life,
does the justice - to some with powerful Amagdyla and to some with knife...
Carrying the love of a child, I miss my home, my family,
Has this been a paper, my tears would mark this love more elaborately..
I talk to them face to face 3-4 hours in a day,
But Alas, "mamta, ehsaas, sparsh, apnapan" don't stay...
I'll get back and I hope to see you soon,
The scripter of my life, please don't make it in a blue moon...
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Ashish Aggarwal
09/07/2013
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
A question I've been exploring ever since - what's the purpose of life?
So far, I'ven't found any conclusive answers - I still maintain it's a life without purpose..
Just some of the things, that I always knew weren't the answer, some of which I eliminated myself:
1. Is it money?? NO..
2. Is it love?? mabe
3. Is it fame?? Fame is ephemeral. It's like electrons in Quantum physics. It lasts but as soon as you observe it - it's all gone.. Answer is NO..
4. Is it knowledge?? maybe
5. Is it fear?? mabe
6. Is it just survival under any circumstance?? definitely..
