Comparing life... oneself...

Many of us like to see how we are in the eyes of nature, we want to know how we look like, our shades, our attitude and character (sincere apologies if i am wrong here). We have that certain affinity for something or the other. Some part of nature resembles us too well... rather we blend in something so well that it completely describes us.

Now the thing is, what resembles us... how we look at ourselves in terms of nature... How do we think we are, how do we compare our lives... i know many of us think we are different, but anyways, how can we be different from nature??? We are always the same, our individuality would never change even when the trees shed their leaves in autumn, its just the leaves that move away, the core, nature, being of the tree would remain intact till its alive or even after that.

I have always had this close knitted relationship with water... sometimes i compared myself with it, sometimes i felt cozy and comfy when i looked at silent waters... or even the high current rivers!! The way they sparkle in the sun, the way they give that glow, the way they move and the way they blend each of its layers... shapeless, timeless, free and unbound water... i know i know i cannot compare myself with all these great beauties or qualities, but i have that certain affinity/attraction/kinship (or whatever you may call it) with water. I don't know why, how and since when... it has been there all the while.

Is there anything that you feel similar with?? fire, trees, sky, mountains, soil, sand, rain... anything that holds nature in itself??? i would like to know... what is it about that fire/trees/sky.... that makes you so attracted to it??? Lets Play!!! Lest see how close we feel to nature... lets know ourselves in the terms of nature!!! (Again my sincere apologies if these terms have offended anyone...)

Fluid & Infinite

For sometime when we have no one to talk to, we pen down thought...ahhh... technology, rather we hit the keys and there the e-media just gobbles up whatever we try to explain...

These days, i have been more on the "talking" part...looks like i am addicted to "talks". I can go endlessly without any particular subject and can blabber any amount of nonsense. The best part is, i dont have to tire my fingers, i dont get tired speaking and i hope others dont get tired listening to me.

Have any one felt the talk going on smooth, endlessly for hours where you talk so much, about everything that it feels nothing. After 5-6-7-8 hours you feel as though the talk wasn't just enough but when you look back, you havent spoken of anything at all. Its all nothing- No reason, no logic, no subject matter. You have just been talking, sharing, understanding and enjoying each others company without the slightest hint.

How would you define such fluid conversation, as though its all just a moment which passed away in a snap. It feels as though those useless matters you blabbered about were infinite and you almost created a universe for yourself in those few hours. It moves, talk flows and you just let it move without bothering about your time or any other business.

Maybe thats what i think is the beauty of water. It flows, it has no particular shape, it defines itself as it moves and it is INFINITE. Even a drop would just make the best possible shape for itself, it would reflect all colors in the universe and sparkle like a gem. Sometimes when we talk, we reflect ourselves, all colors, all shades and all moods... swings...

If analysed, the hours of talk didnot bring any result, but what result do we want anyways?? how would we define "result"... okay i am getting a bit incohherent, hmmm... fluid and infinite it is! a bliss!!!