Living in the past trying to gather few glimpses of good old times to soothe and relieve the soul. But as I peep deeper my joy suddenly start to sour. It could have been much better if I could have traveled a bit longer in life with the people whom I loved the most.
Life is a mystery which remains unsolved. May be these old wise guys know the truth but they get silent and absorbed and don’t want to disclose the reality to us. Or maybe the reality is revealed to us in bits and pieces but it’s the matter of solving the jigsaw. None of us wants to play these puzzling games and everybody takes today as a present, future as mystery and past as history.But you cannot detach your soul from the past and "hope" from the future while living in present.
After every milestone I achieve there is another standing tall as mountain. I take a sigh and get going with a new vigor toward an unknown destiny. It’s a vicious cycle and newer ends. The wise old guy known’s it all but remains silent. “Come on man don’t be selfish”. But he just passes a mysterious smile and does not answer any thing.
