why is it that i feel i need more work more respo. when i am free, leisurely sitting and getting my wages. why is it that i cant sit back and relax? why is it that suddenly when i am loaded with work i start complaning but have that too good feeling at heart. why is it that i love adventures when life is so pleasant and happy..
why is it that i keep on coming back to blogs even after i finish reading those..
why is that i always feel a looser when compared to my dreams..
why is that i never try to find answers but keep on asking.
why is it that i try to understand 'chandrayan' economic instabilty , and world affairs when i dont have enough knowledge of running a house?
why is it that i never write down what i think those 'unique' thoughts but try to identify with everyone thinking me too me too
why is that.....
3 comments:
u rm, is alive... :)
only in death is there stagnation, complacency, no actions...
and death need not mean end of breath..its the end of activity..
u, i think is alive...keep those questions coming...u r expressing wht a lot of us arent...
:-) gosh! i liked it
"Passion . What is life without it?
Questions…what is life without it?
Anger…what is faith without it?"
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Habit..What is life when u are addicted to it?"
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