The Excerpts

Life beyond hopes..

 09,Sep 2019

 Life, a favorite word.

It gives me hope, wish to relive, explore new avenues every time I whisper LIFE. But, the definition I guess is always contextual. It always was and may also remain the same ever. Why? Answer is with the question I am raising here. Even at this place my remarks and analysis are for a particular atmosphere & environment.

Nature gives us everything - it never discriminates. But we do. Lots of stuff wrangling and wandering up in here. I am so much confused to tell what actually should come out & what not. It pains sometime, the other time I just forget it. But what happens beneath is not easy. I just place another layer of everything else over it & think I have just came out. 
That does not happen!!
But I don't to help it. I feel it to be good. A kind of that should happen to me. I am writing here to vent out. Excerpts from the heart, excerpts from the mind, excerpts from the soul. 
And trust me there is no end to it.
Life goes on, it starts and then keep rolling, whether or not you like. the wheel. Fantasizing enough huhh.. The wheel of this spontaneous fountain keeps on showering fresh water whether you want to be drenched or not. It does not ask for permission.
Spontaneous things are mostly this special way. Those things, moments just happen to you without asking you if you are ready, if you want it, if you like it? Alas!! it happens to be that way apparently always.