Minds Eye Of Life

“Wounded mind is more powerful than normal mind”. It was the tag line of a SMS that I received recently. Sometimes I find these forwarded SMS’s pretty pesky in nature. Pretty much so cause I’ve been quite Impatient by nature. Wait, Nature! Let me blame it on circumstances. There I go again playing the blame game. The buck got to stop somewhere, Let it end here. The SMS did ignite or should I say reignite the spark in me to write again. I know, I know, my on and off romance with writing been ongoing for a while. Back home from work I sat as usual lost in thoughts as every other day. ‘Confusion Called Life’ were the three words which stroked me from nowhere. And I got thinking again. Somewhere down the line I’ve always fought hard to get out of the intermittent state of confused mind. I’ve been trying hard to figure out a way to pave a path of unambiguousness. A thought of finding a structured way to accomplish what I call as set of achievable purposes. But every time I try to do so so...