ichhamoti

Dear Ichhamoti, I hope this dream finds you in good health. The long wait is over. I am leaving this city on the coldest day this winter. If you can, come with me, if you can't, run away with me. They would chase us till the end of the world. I will build a wall, we can keep them on the other side. I give my dream to you. You are the only one who can nurture it into a promise. Ichhamoti, I am leaving on the coldest day. If you can, flow with me.

random thoughts!

Ahh the joy of having my back against the wall. the backlash, gleefully vicious, is always epic.....

Not too fond of dependencies, I grow conscious. As each day passes I know what I stand to lose. Everyday my heart pumps slower, my bones erode further.As i walk time, I chance upon faces from my past. Today in their absence, a dire need looms large. My kingdom for chance. And then suddenly I feel insecure.....

i claw to see the future. i cant even see the present with clarity. damn you heisenberg, einstein, hawking et al....