Thinking Out Loud

He wanted to outrun the car and I let him. He was fully geared up in his all-white tracksuit. I revved up the engine and checked my rear-view mirror. He was gone. I could literally feel my heart pounding against my chest. I heard a thud coming from the kitchen. My mouth turned to sand; I couldn't stand as my legs had turned to jelly. Another THUD! Fear washed over me completely as I stood, stock-still. I finally caught up with him at the butchers' buying meat. 'Hey, I've been waiting a long time.' 'Okay, okay, no need to blow your trumpet. I don't know how you did it but you just beat me only by a couple of minutes.' 'Couple of minutes? I have been waiting for you for the last 200 years!' Somehow I overcame my fear and tiptoed to the kitchen. All the drawers and cupboards were open, yet nothing was missing. Instinctively I looked over to the set of knives and there they stood, all of them, shining coldly in the dark night... All but one. Where wa...

I am currently going through a "glass-half-empty" phase of my life. Nothing seems to fit, work or make sense. Today's program is brought to you by the words "whatever" and "I don't care". Let's start with "meh". When coming to terms with the stale state of mind, the cold hands of death do not seem so scary; on the contrary, they are welcome. I have had my share of downs in life, but I have never felt so miserable; not even when my father died. The feeling is to get away, not on a bloody holiday but from this life. These are the moments when I realise that life is not just about surviving; it is about living. Do I want to understand the meaning of my life? The scarier life becomes when, eventful as the journey maybe, unattainable the destination as I sit with my thoughts and I realise that, larger the silence, the longer the day. It is at moments like these, I have been told, that God will speak to you, but as tediousness has evolved i...