These winter nights are perfect for some unaccounted and subtle thoughts to come up and connect me with others. Let me know how did you find it. https://t.co/KgHxKNSpNS
Breath Of Gold, Kishor Kumar and waves of life motivation. Thoughts while and after a conversation with flute-maestro - Pt. Hariprasad Chaurasia https://t.co/hlTUiu8Tmg
What if I won't be able to express it before it passes; what? I don't know. To whom? I don't know.
Then I tried to weep; couldn't.
I must sleep. What else.
What else...
At lonely times, my desire to do away with my intricacies is like a cancer patient's desire to do away with his tumor.
But it also does keep me away from staleness, which is respite.
My ideal senility would be writing with arthritic hands about the decisions I took when emotionally supercharged and being mature enough to let tears flow unrestricted.
I wa reading that "There are two types of pain in this world. Pain that hurts, and pain that alters."
I find it fancy but apocryphal. There is only one type, the latter one.