I rise from the ashes or is it just the alarm

I was sitting by the window seat of this plane to Bangalore. The plane was just about 5 minutes away from landing and I could make sense of the sectors and the roads of Bangalore. From that tiny window I saw even more tinier cars, villas, a certain township and really really tiny people. ‘Tiny’ is such an amusing word. In a very childlike manner, I crazed a thought of assuming the power of the Lego Lord and scramble the yellow red black pieces to stupefy the order of the tiny people!

In that moment of luxurious assumptions and self gratifying supremacy, I wondered if Cosmos fancies like this – When you try to hold somethings close to you and plan your life ahead, it shows you the middle finger.

Uhm, I guess a humorous comeback statement to the blogosphere would have been better than the cocktail philosophy I just shared, but then what the hell I am not feeling being funny. And I am missing all the punctuations. Anyways.

I have usually basked in the self inflicted misadventures, hoping at the same time that no one tries to squeeze the ketchup bottle on my face and see if I keep up with a happy face. Things have been a bit not so bouncy on this side of fence -  in fact they have been as eventful as Venkatpati Raju bowling a flipper with a tennis ball. But I hope to pull up some jig soon. Come alive on networks. Till then I snooze

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