Me Myself and the crazy world

The wind was calm and the snow fell like cotton wool and he stood looking apprehensively, far into the depths of the valley below and beyond. Only one thought loomed large in his mind, as he sipped from the steaming mug in his hands, and the very thought of it shuddered his body and his soul to their core. "Should I do this? To what end had all my pursuits till date led, that have now brought me here wishing for this. Is this the end? And do I have the courage to do this." The coffee went cold as he reminisced his life so far and all that he had wished and worked for. Sipping on the dark sour and cold liquid became hard, and he got up from the edge of the cliff and moved towards the "Tourist cafe" to replenish his supplies, with a new steaming mug. "Yes" he thought, "this is exactly the time to change, to bolster up the courage and take life head on. "Yes, after successful completion of 15 years being a techie, pitting wits against men and materi...

Today as i savour the words of "like the flowing river",it feels like its just all my ideas in ink.And how it comforts with the feel that i am in company of someone so alike,though not in flesh.Its a reminds of all those beliefs that drive me,but of which i was unaware.Knowing it and that too at this time is sheer joy,when i was losing into contemplation of my own recent actions, and inactions that have borne some fruits to my distaste.When it felt like things were giving way lest my dire efforts,when even after lowering my self esteem to the extreme to pursue and hold a friend along,all efforts had failed just as the other person is not ready to listen rationally and post it out... These words come to the rescue..."because of this,I never leave until tomorrow what I can do or experience today-and that includes joys,work obligations,saying sorry if I feel I've offended someone,and contemplation of the present moment as if it were my last."...so though people may...