it is raining...
and rain conveys different things..
water : is symbolic for 'feels'..
and rightly so...
i cant help feeling a bit of 'regret'..
from somewhere..
it is different from usual 'rage/anger'.. etx..
i think somewhere some1 is realizing few things..
God does exists..
and sometimes : he goes out of the way : to plan things for us...
it looks 'ideal'..
too good to be true..
and thats where decades of 'programming' really shows itself..
a question which is answered in itself..
becomes a question : asked by others..
and 'faith' is defeated by 'society'...
to be honest : i never felt 'best' at anything..
just problems : which i can solve using skills..and make money off..
my best moments : walking unknown streets..
smoking...stopping at different places..
talking to strangers...
and knowing how you ll know a stranger..
it is weirdly honest and truthful..
coz u know : u ll never see them again.
there is honesty in that.
and thats how i knew : real.
the real which people told me : always had a hint of 'bias'..
bias of relativity..
how and what they 'grew' into..
and why of it..
It is like "kite flying" ... the wars dont care who is flying it..
the kite and it maneuverability : matters as much as the string..
what matters more : is the time and 'choice'.
...there are always more kites and more string...and more days....