Its been long since ive had an intellectual stimulating talk. the mind seems to be a barren land post my mba course. That which was supposed to churn my potential and make my mind run, has lead it to an uncertain standstill.
Distance has terminated the ability to converse for hours lest the mind is always on the phone bill. Its been long since ive argued, debated on a topic- not even thought about it and the vociferous nature that tends to take over me is buried. Now im sober, in a coma-where the heart only ticks, n the mind only works to routine.
Where is the me, that read books for 2 hours daily, followed the markets, knew the news?
Where is the me that rebelled against decree and was pro the iconoclasts?
Where is the me, that debated on anything and learnt from everything?
Then came to my rescue,my villa buddy we chatted over-philosophies, theories, books, people-till 2 in the morning.
I hardly slept, and I slept as I never slept before.
It was a breath of fresh air
And I felt my mind stir.
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u hv read books all ur life.... now is the time to try ur hand at things u hv never done before... how abt playint table tennis and riding a bike..??? ;)
i second rashi.. if ppl r allowd 2 gang up against the blogger...
you should now go for more "experience" activities...
its yr 1 chance to try out things!!
like i learnt i dance real well.. if you can side-line the handful of bruised ppl...
maybe u can discover a new calling calling you
Oh now i know where it is this sudden will to learn to ride a bike be born'th.
But my question be thy twin, where is it the me?!
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