Born out of a quiet desperation that I still indulge in sometimes. An old one this.
I am tired,
Tired of rationalising,
Tired of trying to find a purpose.
Things seem too vast and too complex,
Self-doubt plagues me.
Where am I heading ?
What if all that I am about and have been is a charade?
How will I know ? How will I know that I know ?
Circles, I am tired of them.
Sometimes a road less taken is that way for a very good reason, so said a wise man.
Ah, if only I could see a road, any road.
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Y'know, I once said
I've travelled so far and so fast,
That when I look back all I can see is dust,
And I think had I ridden more slowly,
I might have been able to see more clearly.
That wat written way way long back. No use. Stil ride life the same way.
a man once said
i am the way,
the truth
and the life.
a straight line is a tangent to the circle.
We all travel down that road with self doubts and other baggage. So chuck that baggage and look for exit roads. Cheerio:)
ah yes. that fine balance between what one is necessitated to do and what one wants to do .. sigh.
priya ==> you wrote those lines?
nice.
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