Was reading a chapter of the epic Mahabharata yesterday. Fate as it is, prevails over everything - which makes one think, what if the wrongs being committed are also fated? Why does only the end have to be called fate because you did so and so this amount of time ago and are now suffering the consequences? What if you were fated to do those damn wrongs in the first place?
Also there's this catch that while no one can change the fate, one can choose the path which you may take to meet that fate. WTF?
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Was listening to a song I used to listen when I was about 20. It was anger, extreme anger... and then suddenly the mind (or maybe the subconscious one) threw this song in the fore ground. I had to listen to it. Man, music is one thing which works wonders. Of various kind mind you. It soothes the soul and can ignite the fire. It can enslave and it can liberate. It plays with emotions and makes you burn. I wonder who came up with this concept and how it grew so much. Its become almost a need. I was of the opinion that the music has died in me. Well, it keeps popping its head up every now and again. Mostly its what I used to listen to when I was growing up. If I can call myself that - a grown up, not by just age..
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Its amazing how one can feel connected to the world and still feel alone in the myriad scheme of things.
Its a bad thing. Very very bad. Its like Morgan Freeman says "Hope is a dangerous thing" in Shawshank Redemption.
Everyone gets out, though no one gets to live forever. Who would want that anyways?
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