Thoughts, all over the place

o Rest of my life is only an attempt to distract myself from you. A part of me travelled into you that day. Rest of me tells that it might not trace its way back ever. That still I take this exercise is only because it brings sweetness of you with it and that is why I don’t complain.


o There’s little that I would do otherwise in those moments. They seem strangely stale from now on. That they’ll pass is the only appreciable trait they have. They are hollow as bubbles and yet heavy.
o Why did God create Human beings? Perhaps He could not think of better stuff. This is His best I guess. Much because He is creating nothing new. This monopoly tells us that He’s done with what He could.

o I am a product of God. His skills come out in me. Flaws of mine are His too.
o Ok I exist. But why do I owe it on Him? This is not done. He too like so much in our case is trying to find His reason of existence.
o Is a secondary thought not natural? I mean if I am not being my obvious self or faking it up, isn’t it natural too? For how on earth, under the Sun any formulation would be unnatural.
o People care more about other’s opinion about themselves rather than one’s own opinion about self. There, right there, unintelligence barges in and the approach is distorted.

o About the Game.
Akin to a situation of a middle order batsman in the game of cricket is life. A score is already there when you are sent in. From here on you got to bat, the difference though is in not knowing who created the Game or the Ground. If you happen to inquire, you will be dismissed as a philosopher until you are good enough to do only that-a job like that of a commentator. People in your team like you only if you play well, however if you outplay them, you’ll only sow the seeds of jealousy. Nonetheless, you have to bat, your coach is looking up to you, for even he does not know who created the Ground or the Game. Perhaps, the inquiry is irrelevant, because it only helps you to justify your dismal performance, whenever it happens. Or as they say philosophy is good, it helps you keep happy during a death breakdown!