Food for Thought

     I remember when I used to be a kid, I'd keep running around everywhere without taking a break or some rest. All the adults would be napping in the afternoon and would poke around them, room by room, wondering what makes them sleep in the day. I would stuubornly not sleep in the day, saying "it's not bedtime, yet".      Somewhere in time, things changed. Now, I'm lazy. A couch potato. Sleeping during my travels, my classes, whenever I find time, be it morning, noon or dusk. I have started loving idleness - sitting for hours doing nothing, relaxing all the while, watching movies and loving entertainment.      It is something, a culture that cultivated in me when I was around 14 years, I believe. I recollect I used to hate the fact that I wasting so much of my time, but it was addicting and I got comfortable with it over the years. And so, laziness, as an habit got rooted in me.      Any habit, as good...

Love is a very shallow thing, materialistc, and thus easily mutable, and removable. Imagine a patch of grass and a banyan tree.. The grass can be easily dug out, moved around as per need, and discarded and reinstated when wished. A deep rooted tree, will be hard to remove. The roots will remain,  even if you'd cut down the tree, it stays there burried forever. If love were like the banyan tree, there would be no breakups, everybody would have just one relationship, and it would last for eternity even if it was cut down. but love like grass, is easily broken, easily moved over to another as the needs change, forgotten as though it never existed, and always replaceable. Love comes when it needs something, when the expectations are fulfilled, when there is materialistic and physical worth. If any of it is lacking, the love changes. So not give too much importance to the feeling of love..  it is just a survival mechanism, embeded in the brain to sustain the species . Rathe...