Scribble for the day : How to prepare a brain soup ??

How does it feel to be out of college and working??? Trust me; it’s been a real struggle...a struggle for survival. College was fun, as we could all reach a consensus in that opinion, college was the best part of life. It’s not just you growing up or maturing to an individual, your class in its entirety changes, everyone undergoes a change…and five years passed by in a rather feisty pace which went unnoticed. I feel the queries that you had all those days being a student was more comprehensively answered by the surroundings you were in. The answers were beside you, it’s only that you need to search at the right place and most of us do take a long time searching, don’t we? Fair enough if you could find it at the first go, but not everyday is a Sunday, me pal.

The questions that dwindle on the constantly swaying mind today, as an earning adult, seems like a tough nut to crack; for the intensity, the bravado and the patience required to decipher the query drains the life out of your skins. We always ponder if this is what we envisioned say 5 yrs ago when there was nothing to aim at but focusing on putting things for the day in place. Of course the attitude does wither away in a while and like they say there’s no point of carrying an attitude, if you no longer belong to that genre of hypothalamic fabrication.

And now, there ain’t no attitude, its mere solitude, a cumbersome ordeal with the self and the inner self, a battle that even the cerebellum or cerebrum, whatever that may be, may shy away from. Nevertheless, at the end of the day, its not about how you fight the battle, or whether you strike glory, it’s all about being there – done that, living up to the fight, never giving up[“Rocky theme – Flyin Higher” in the background]. These words they mite be déjà vu, a repetition of those expressions that drilled your conscience a long time ago, but the relic lingers on to your subsistence till confluence with dust. Whatever they say, its true elders who’ve endured the tempest do have a point behind all that old school belief.

As always I cannot find the time to prolong this from the point I started or rather the point at which I’m leavin this …but u can think of a question, of course to the self ….Where do we stand, now?? Are we happy???