With a Pinch of Salt....

(Excerpts from a conversation with one of my best friends). Me: I think I should smoke a joint. Does it help? Him: Haha. It sure does. But have it later in life Not now. For the uninitiated this might seem like an undistinguished conversation. But for the well versed this ain't a part of my quotidian chores and most certainly will be an unprecedented feat if I twirl my ways to spiral down to this track. It is about that point in life when every random thought floods your brains and even the contemplation of jumping out of your windows seems ordinary. "That point in life" is pretty much an exaggerated phrase, lets just keep it to "that phase" where those typical chores seem more mundane than ever and haunt you to the point where you begin to question your very purpose of life. You are caught in that constant struggle to re-establish the  peace of mind conveniently  wrecked by occasional havocs of no...

Things! People! Places! You say, THAT is mine, HE is mine, SHE is mine.. Mind you, "MINE" is "your" word. When I say, something is mine or someone is "mine" it comes with a "forever" clause and that is only when I am sure that the person or the thing is going to last for an eternity. But do they really? Because sometimes, the most permanent things perish at the bat of an eye-lid, leaving you wondering how did I let it go. The process of letting go, comes to you naturally, you don't have to make it happen. So, what is it with the "forever" clause?  You stamp people with the "mine" tag even if they don't want to. Your desire to have them forever, consumes you in a way nothing else does and your constant efforts to stick to them take different dimensions. People have INTOXICATING influences on your life, you may not have the same on theirs. On things that I do, someone always tells me " That's how yo...