pain... anguish... ache...

Dosti...

Human beings are social animals.
Well, don’t we all know that part of our being?

The issue is about the arrivals and departures...

Why do we come together? Which forces bring us closer?
And then things change, people change, situations change, priorities change...

Change is the only permanent thing, says Buddha.
Anitya, cause of the sorrow, misery... Indulgence in that will necessarily lead to grief...

Knowing this entire, still we want to jump into the same things time and again.
Dosti is like the rain. It gravitates.

We all belong to each other. Now that is a huge statement.

The amount of anguish we face for being each other’s is not measurable anyway.

WHY? WHY? Why do we take the same turns time and again? Or wait...

May be it’s just me... Is it?

Can the whole world be wrong and me right?
What the hake, there isn’t any right and wrong...

Indulgence with life is such...

quest...

We always are
somewhere.
Space and Time.
For every ‘now’
there is a ‘here’.
Cannot be without.

Always,
in relation
with something
or
in relation
with someone.
Cannot be
otherwise.

Thinking
of someone,
about something,
cannot be
isolated.

Without
Otherwise
Isolation
that solitude,
could be
beginning of
meditation....