The Stirrings

I felt like writing a poem today . The panaromic view of life in external and internal in the last few days has been quite resourceful for the mind .

The scattered dots that linked to take a shape are below

Glimpses of success in work and the lax will thereafter,Hide and seek of achievements with deadlines in work and self-discipline in personal life,A view of less previlaged ones, a group of blind with a music band , trying to live a descent life,A decision of buying an expensive magazine,"the Fortune" with question of proper usage of money in the background,An engrossed mind reading the magazine in the bus and its sudden view, (when i raised my head) ; of shades of black tar of road,green lawn in beautified marina beach,brown strech of sand . the dotted groups of peole on it ,immediate sea blue following and blue sky in the distant horizon in a sunny afternoon leading to dusk ,A begger sitting in the middle of an ATM and a milk parlour and watching the crowd in both direction,The difficulty of projecting the money value of technology to the un-initiated , the feel of "too many things to do in too little time" and "the will to do it",The news of scientists preparing a particle acclerator named LHC at an european university CERN to proove the existance God particle and the thoughts of quantum mechanics behaving differently from classical mechanics and all of them being governed by probably undiscovered single all pervasive equation of God .

The dots will grow more ...