Wandering mind
I always wanted to learn new things, have new experiences, meet new people, go to new places. And sometimes I keep myself busy looking at old pictures living old experiences, turn off my phone and be with myself, lay down and read books or comics.
Talking a lot sometimes or being silent for months, trying to give hands of help as much as I can or keeping myself busy in anything but myself, Being vibrant, living the moment, yet trying my best to not go with the flow. Only dead fish go with the flow they say.
Talking with small kids the same and the old ones too. Guys the same and girls too. Being a cold hearted asshole or showing genuene love for you.
I like cofee the same and icecream too, tea the same and kulfi too. I love metal the same and classical too, guitar gives as much peace as the flutes do. But in this big ball of randomness, what actually defines me? And what do I mean to you too?
In this ever flowing time, in this life, where do I stand actually? What defines me to be me? A fixed point, specific traits, specific beliefs that make me Piyush Baral and what makes this Piyush, Piyush to you?
I am not asking for answers. I just wonder.
And my mind just wanders.
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