"The way the ball bounces.........."

Years later today I received a call which would have been no big deal some time ago. The sheer expressions of joy made me smile something that I had been longing for a while. It is quite ironic to see myself running away from the dwelling that I once worshiped. The wood where I march today is lawless and unfair. The town claims justice and order. The town is less of surprises and more of peace. The woods are beautiful as they stand beyond comprehension. The woods are eventful and full of surprises. They are never short of excitement and thrills. I really cannot claim to have more lies about the woods. Nonetheless the town is not the place I did be. 

As eventful as it may seem, this week was certainly different. It was silent among the several errands that I ran (not used to running errands on a weekday) during the week. The clock seemed to stretch every second to shame the minute. I have been good and keeping my word and yet it seemed slow. Neither has voice nor video faced any ban nor did they mute. Attempts were made to reconnect. Attempt because it was not fully completed. The chords were strung but no music played. Some more attempts will be made soon. Attempts to make some big decisions were undertaken. None succeeded, though it should have by now. Attempts were made to converse and shun the solitude. Again I tried but did not exactly know what to talk about. This week seemed to be a week of attempts. It tried connecting the dots but every node made me realize something. I am not exactly sure if it is something good or bad, but definitely regret. Over what is a question that I am still trying to figure? Will it sta...

Here on the rocks of Fabula, I stand, Seek solace in solitude I wear, Gushing winds, splashing water, None can growl loud to stir my sleep. Deep in sleep, I still ruled the palace, All bowed before, all praised after, Feeling important, I smiled, A smile that even today dries the tears. The borders without bounds, seemed hard, Global was not I in any dimension, I preached reality and followed theory, I failed presumably with no assets to claim, Fabula lay firm, and I firm on it. Lost in translation, I was left alone, Seeking no companion, I forgive my sins, For one a sinner isn’t one if he commits none. New year 2012.