It is said that through a day you approximately meet 100 people with whom you talk/make eye contact/push/argue/buy/sell. Don't know whether it is a Quantam Physics conspiracy theory or it has something to do with past life regression. I don't know who said that and pardon me for not sighting the source.
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Most of the days not even five of those 100 people whom you meet leave an impression in your mind. And those who leave the impression, it sits in your head like a tattoo. You can't get rid of it until and unless you decide to go under the needle all over again. i think the impression is not based on how good or bad the interaction was, rather it is more about how sincere and intense were you at that moment of your exchanges. And you know something is wrong when your mind and heart lose co-ordination. One bit rationalizes and the other bit says "what the hell!."
At times you meet people everyday over years at work/college/school/dance club/squash game/cricket field but their exit or peculiar behavior doesn't really matter. But there are those people with whom you don't bump at your workplace/college auditorium/sunday mass all the time but when they are gone you are at your wit's end. Maybe Darwin's theory of random motion can explain this. At times, thoughts about the unknown guy you bump into at a party who ends up talking to you through the evening, might just occupy too much space in your mind. And as a result, you don't know what to do about it.
You give yourself the timeframe to dive deep - destiny unknown, path unseen. And when it gets blurry and too fragmented, and you see the thoughts dying an un-natural death- you make peace with the sudden death by writing about it. They are right when they say, your mind makes it or breaks it. They are also right when they say- your heart saves it or kills it. I am right when I say you live it or let it go.
Most of the days not even five of those 100 people whom you meet leave an impression in your mind. And those who leave the impression, it sits in your head like a tattoo. You can't get rid of it until and unless you decide to go under the needle all over again. i think the impression is not based on how good or bad the interaction was, rather it is more about how sincere and intense were you at that moment of your exchanges. And you know something is wrong when your mind and heart lose co-ordination. One bit rationalizes and the other bit says "what the hell!."
At times you meet people everyday over years at work/college/school/dance club/squash game/cricket field but their exit or peculiar behavior doesn't really matter. But there are those people with whom you don't bump at your workplace/college auditorium/sunday mass all the time but when they are gone you are at your wit's end. Maybe Darwin's theory of random motion can explain this. At times, thoughts about the unknown guy you bump into at a party who ends up talking to you through the evening, might just occupy too much space in your mind. And as a result, you don't know what to do about it.
You give yourself the timeframe to dive deep - destiny unknown, path unseen. And when it gets blurry and too fragmented, and you see the thoughts dying an un-natural death- you make peace with the sudden death by writing about it. They are right when they say, your mind makes it or breaks it. They are also right when they say- your heart saves it or kills it. I am right when I say you live it or let it go.
I feel choosing option to "let it go" will be the best. :-)
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