Musings, facts and fun

She glanced at the lush green grass outside and reminisced the last time she had walked barefoot on it. The rustle of the grass, yielding of sand and the touch of soft wet soil. This was an unusual moment for she could see all her life flash before her eyes, in spite of her frenzied attempts to fight the memories back. Countless thoughts swarmed as she recounted her childhood, her teens, the days with her friends and family, the incessant laughter, the long talks, the career highs. Not that her life only had sunny days, she indeed had seen many ups and downs, and many dark nights, but none of them were comparable to the darkness she now felt around her. She was lying down curled up on a hospital bed in a cramped room. The emptiness of the room managed to match the emptiness she was feeling inside. She lifted her head and glanced at the pallid roof and whispered, her voice breaking, ”Why me? Why it had to be me?”, trying invain to elicit an answer from the one sitting above, one who...

You will agree that there are always two sides at fight within your own self. This battleground remains normally latent, but there are times when it becomes highly conspicuous. If you are not buying this, let me give you a simple scenario and you would find your doubts melting away. There is always an obstinate unhearing part within you that tells you to retire to the whims of slumber, to gorge when you are trying to keep a tab on your weight, to wake up late, to postpone all works to the nonexistent tomorrow...the list appears endless . When this imp inside you pushes you to seek the pleasures of sleep, at the same time the sane part instructs you to stay up- reminding you of the things left to be done. Or sometimes when it makes you gape in front of a store window, the sane part reminds you of not missing the miniscule price tag showing the enormous price attached to the manikin.The diet conscious janta would very well agree how hard they have to keep their impish self at check eve...