Everyday Musing
Delhi might be a great city to travel. But the heat gets to you. Gets to you in such a way that you want to claw out the sweat out of your skin. Get that sticky feeling out of our gut. Hold it in front of you in a messed up pile, your face in chagrin as you look at in and soak it into a bucket of water like a pile of clothes. Having a dead end 9 to 5 job does not help. Something must work out. You just need to dwell within you. Sure, everybody says we all have a calling. However , that call my friend, takes eons of years to appear right before you. At least it feels like that. You might say that we are all going through the same feeling. But, the world as we know it, is honestly, plastered with the thought of survival of the fittest. And I, a selfish homosapien, looking for that flickering light at the end of the tunnel, flinch my eyes wide open, only to find empty spaces of darkness stretching before me. It just appears so fucking far. It’s like a Himalayan trek. No matter...