Commotion of Emotions

                     While life goes on tumbling, rising and reverberating in chaos, there is a strong urge to fit our actions into bins that do not change. I do not know where this urge comes from, but people have defined rules for life that must not change with chaos - their morals! It is a brave thing to do, so not many people do it. People who don't, flow like sheep in flood, un-attending to their thoughts unpopularised by their lack of opinion. But on the other hand are definers of stark boundaries of lucid constructs - Justice, equity and freedom! The society only allows a certain stigma of the latter and so to pass on, some non believers wear these opinions like their own. That is where the problem lies - opinions unbacked by facts and reasons. The problem becomes a mountain when several such people simply paste 'their' opinions to different cases without realising their origin. For example, stealing from a person is bad - everyone nods their head; but is

Every step that I take, Leaves its mark on the sand; So when I turn to look back, I know where I stand. The journey seems ordinary, Nothing different from the mundane; It is only when I pause to zoom out, I see it from end to end. From hatred for curries - To eating all that I could find; To hating a few again, I have left a lot behind. But weight must be shed, In order to move ahead - To the vibrance that the world has to offer, To all that breathes but isn't dead! These moments of gradual calm, Spruced with spikes of erratic temperaments; Are to be honoured just as much, Even if they fill you with fear and laments. And so I understand that life happens to us, When we voyage out in its search; And everything that we ought to find, Has always been inside us. It is like a reckless horse, Designed to dash straight, And you must put all effort to nudge it - At times before its too late. How gradual ar