There are 13 signals, from my home to work, and I live just 3 streets away! You take a turn or just go two blocks more and its right there. It makes me remember Chennai, as I grew up the roads became so busy and congested and signals appeared on every corner. I guess life is also like that .As I grew up there are red signals everywhere, putting so many restrictions on what I can and cannot do. The worst is the invisible yellow lines drawn not only by parents but by some friends and society. These are the people who define life by 8 hours of sleep, 10 plus hours of work and whatever rest for eating in front of the TV. These are the people who constantly believe I might ruin my life and I need help. I am expected to live a life from existing templates (mapped to age, financial status etc) and anything new seem to disturb them and the relationship I share. These days I just ignore or give a “watch me do this” stare when confronted by such criticisms. If it is too much to take, I wou
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Hope it's ZEN MEDITATION????.Pls correct it.
You are a "Prisoner of 'Zen'da". :)
felt like it a few times - once while transalting a excellent literary piece frm japanese to english and once while writing a story
Vidya