When ever i talk to my conscience i feel guilty............i know one day i will regret for these days , which i am wasting now, what my mind keeps on chanting my ears all these years!!!!oh mother....forgive me............for being late/'late'?.
Nature is the mother.Anything against her is against us , the members of universe.
She got the power to make anything God,(or She can bring that object either living or no living to that point where we call something God),so i want to revert , its the only way.
Now i look at myself and finding the cola or pizza near me i feel guilty....
When reading 'Jidhu' or 'One straw revolution' we have the urge.....but where we ignore it? at what point?comforts?defined things are bitter but we don't know what is sweet so we think there is no other tastes better than bitterness.
Its long since i wrote anything ........its long since i talked to any of my friends.......(and for me i don't have anyone of that sort at Doha)Remembering those good days in India -my breath ,where we had life!!! where we had souls in our rhythms,where we had a language of beauty and breeze........afterall where we had dreams...................
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