I like to travel by air. Siting in the aircraft and experiencing that sweet twirl in the stomach when the plane takes off is what that I like the most. journeys are always a Pandora to see , observe other people. To see how they react, behave and to imagine the kind of lifes they live. The kind of dreams and aspirations they endure. Its a very very lucrative experience. One can easily spend hours gazing at people and wondering about their lives. Amidst my journey, I feel a persistent vacuum , a self realization of things and goals that matter to me. This is probably the best time think about yourself, sitting all alone with thoughts in your head surrounded by strange ,unknown people. No body by far bothering you or is there to break that bubble of thoughts you have been enduring. So what kind of thoughts get me dunk in my seat and make me write are pretty hay-wire to begin. I am thinking about the vast potential a person holds, that caliber and capacity to scale heights reaching sky. Every person possesses the potential, question is how to unwind that potential and make choices that you want to make and a lead a life you dreamt of. I think after this journey I have got the answer. Its hard work. Sheer hard work without the lust for magnificent results. Just give it your best, No matter what may come through. Just sail high. Work hard enough to tell your luck that you gotta be around.
' Define Love' , he said in his husky voice. I felt a knot in my stomach, I had no idea how to describe it. " Love is undefined " I said. It is that neurotic enigmatic emotion that connects two souls with a string which is intangible. " So how do you know that you love me? " I whispered softly " I know it because I am conquered by your essence even when you are this far away " He took a deep breath and silence followed.
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