Bhawna Raina's Personal Blog

Somedays I don't want the fog to break, I don't see much and I am invisible too. Clarity and clear vision are a discipline that I detest. I am the best looking for my own tracks to tread as I go. Go back to the memorylane, when the vision was innocent, Moving on, I drew blueprints not of my aimbition but my failures. The surprize is no longer hidden in the scaling to the top, Rather my everystep makes me marvel. The fog becomez a sense of strength for me, It lets me try harder to get through to find myself amidst more.

Shadows are the partners, Wanted and unwanted, seen and unseen You know they are there. None but they stick around forever. The only voice ever heard is to be true to thyself. Nothing haunts you in solidute but your own shadows. From the past, of present and fear of the future. What is gone is incorrigible, what may come forth is an enigma and only the present is always real. Nothing, not the master time will repeat itself. The shadows are free from evil ideas only the acts are seen not your thoughts.

Didn't we evolve? We have been learning since childhood the evolution took place and is ongoing. All I read and listen to, these days is about heart rending assaults on people destruction of life and property. I wonder what is wrong with the thinking of people. Tolerance, co-existence and moving on is hard to believe. I hope the is process is not reversing. People are exhibiting guresome acts. Innocents being raped, murdered and something like 3 hour movie has become the lead news of the nation. A nation where other conditions like poverty, malnutition, depression,unemployment and illetracy need more attention. Most unacceptable in these situations is victimisation of the victim, accusing the surviour of being at fault, damaging  public property and disrupting the course of life. I wonder how many of these actually even understand the moot point. And then there is another thought of people who considers these things absolutely normal. Strangest thing that appears is also the

Clear head and open heart are virtues which aren't everyone's attributes. Tough goes in the making of tough. What is seen through the naked eyes may not be true all the time. We see what we percieve and that isn't always correct. The contruct if mind is complex and is a composition of our experiences. Some people are able to hold on to how they feel and see things for not just a day but lifetime. But, for some expressions need vents. All those things that we say and do may just be unconscious acts because if a lot of thought is put into doing a things the purpose of that act tends to diminish. I am what I am. In your opinion, I may not be right and in saying that I will have to have the same view for you too. But, these simple acts are easier said than done. Looking for simplicity isn't simple at all. Being humble is not possible always. Truth may be a bitter bite for one and logic may disappear in other person's sight. We all have our own race to win