Plenty and still not enough!! A view from a rainy window

It rains quite heavily outside.. and my thoughts emulate the rain drops...

It is Quite some time since i stayed away from this space. How sometimes life turns and flips quite swiftly and at other times too rapidly fast to comprehend.
Many a thoughts roll in my head... A lot of people have asked me why i write here.. Its just a very humble excuse for me to get to the extended family out there who take out time to go through my words and expressions and I also very conveniently find for myself a non assuming medium that lets me write and express freely . Sometimes you wish nothing fell in the bowls of good or bad, divine or evil, curse or blessing but just stayed as a form of energy afloat.
Alas, Life is never a fiction blockbuster.
I do wonder why sould there always be a 'black' or a 'white' or even a 'gray ' . Why can't we let people pass by us without judging them one bit .Let situations move by without sitting and putting them in perspective. Why cant we come back from a party and just forget that we even went there rather than spend as many number of hours discussing and throbbin on who wore what, who hugged who, who smiled at who and who looked like 'a make up factory' . These are real words and phrases. WHY WHY WHY....

Why can we not be like the silent bird that sits atop the branch with poise and grace and sees the trees sway, the stream flow and the world move. Are we so bound in the shallow of our trivial thoughts and being that judgement of every single instance whether a situation or a person or an event or even those which hold no consequence in the larger life have to be 'graced' with our ever ready comment and take on them.. Given for free and that too most when least asked for!!

Relationships on the other hand are the mother of all when it comes to be in them with the poise of standing with a stance of a 'Gray' or black or white.,.

Expectations galore!! Especially when there is an activity of thought words or action between two energy compositions, here i talk of humans.

How some are loved and loved to the points of insanity. While the same are hated at their very sight. How for some we are the best that we ever be while for same we are now the devil of devils.
How some inspire to let us tread atop the rockiest mountain with ease resembling that of a butterfly while for some even a step is like Cardiac arrest.WHY WHY WHY..

Why is that the same child that is adored loved cuddled and played with when grows up is disliked with the same intensity... Who do you blame.. the world,, the situations,,the circumstances.. OR THE SAME ONCE A CUTE CHILD..



It rained very heavily here.. It was quite overwhelming to see a lash quite heavy as this one.. Such is the fury of nature.. the ever powerful and ever eternal.. a blessing for some while a curse for others.
How the some make 'coffee' 'drive' or even ' romance' plans drawing inspiration from the 'AH WHAT A LOVELY RAIN' weather!! While some who find their abode on the roads would even crave for water to drink even if it rained PLENTY. How IRONICAL!!
QUESTIONS LASH LIKE WHIPS ON MY BARE MIND
what is life ....why are we here..why do we live the way we liveeveryday. how for one life has plenty to offer and for some ... its just a word somewhere out there..
why is some born with plenty as a blessing and others like the plentiful ones..
why some have plenty to eat and still throw while some wish there were fewer 'plenty' so they could get some to eat too... why some can afford to let clothes hang on themm while some die on the streets for they could not fend enough cloth to wrap themselves in... why can some choose what color light to be in while for them they only have a single colour of the candle or a traffic light to choose from..Thats also not a choice.. Why do some die when they arrive and some make otehrs wish for death when they 'arrive ' at a place ...Too many questions... all thought seems to elude me now..



How in an hour of plenty there is still a soul somewhere which seeks peace by other means!!
in deep sorrow and melancholic euphoria,
with all my gratitude
Ratin