Many a times when we are thinking we fail to understand how, when, where, we reach a certain depth in our reasoning, in our conclusions. We explore places we have never been to before and then get lost in the labyrinth, the maze that our little spider of a brain webs around us. Sometimes, just talking about X we reach on Y and we don't even remember how we got there. Then we try to backtrack our conversations, thoughts, and land on Z which in no way is related to X OR Y. It happens a lot to my friends, acquaintances and others i happen to converse with, but i am unsure whether this is applicable to all because i do not believe in generalizing people. I do not categorize them and then assign adjectives, i am not very judgmental either, i never was!!
There you go, i have drifted off my opening paragraph regarding the fickleness of our brain....From X directly to Z. I chewed the Y and spit it in oblivion....Damn you grey matter...damn you!!
Well, so my brain is no different, does the same. It thinks deep, sometimes so much so that i can't really fathom its depths and i just close my eyes like a pigeon does when faced with a cat, thinking that the cat would disappear, but this feline is not ordinary one, she strikes back with a vengeance seldom seen in animals. It hits you and there is no calm for a long time. In those cases, which are often, i humbly just pull the plug, shut the damn thing down for a while. Give it time to just float out of the lava on its own and learn to swim in it.
I have learnt to swim now, to guide my way through the labyrinth, through the maze, out of the quicksand. Sometimes friends come to the aid, sometimes i am alone but to fight it leads to no result, to let it surround you and then to negotiate your way is the only option.
I know not how to swim, i go with the flow,
I get swept away, sometimes i am pulled down below,
I manage to survive still, i manage to negotiate my way,
The tide lets me pass then, for now i just survive and try to stay above but,
I promise the tide that i will learn to swim some day.
There you go, i have drifted off my opening paragraph regarding the fickleness of our brain....From X directly to Z. I chewed the Y and spit it in oblivion....Damn you grey matter...damn you!!
Well, so my brain is no different, does the same. It thinks deep, sometimes so much so that i can't really fathom its depths and i just close my eyes like a pigeon does when faced with a cat, thinking that the cat would disappear, but this feline is not ordinary one, she strikes back with a vengeance seldom seen in animals. It hits you and there is no calm for a long time. In those cases, which are often, i humbly just pull the plug, shut the damn thing down for a while. Give it time to just float out of the lava on its own and learn to swim in it.
I have learnt to swim now, to guide my way through the labyrinth, through the maze, out of the quicksand. Sometimes friends come to the aid, sometimes i am alone but to fight it leads to no result, to let it surround you and then to negotiate your way is the only option.
I know not how to swim, i go with the flow,
I get swept away, sometimes i am pulled down below,
I manage to survive still, i manage to negotiate my way,
The tide lets me pass then, for now i just survive and try to stay above but,
I promise the tide that i will learn to swim some day.
