Life moves on , and we, pass another day, or post another post.
A continuity so connected and steady, that we call it our life.
A good way to review life is, by re reading the diaries.
As I was going through my diary - bag, I found many new questions,
returning, and asking for explanations.
Can we explain away the life?
No.
Life is beyond, logic, understanding,
or even questioning.
Life moves on , and we, pass another day, or post another post.
A continuity so connected and steady, that we call it our life.
A good way to review life is, by re reading the diaries.
As I was going through my diary - bag, I found many new questions,
returning, and asking for explanations.
Can we explain away the life?
No.
Life is beyond, logic, understanding,
or even questioning.
45 Years of Diary Writing ; New perspectives on Diary's Re-reading
I opened the pack of diaries in the plastic bag stiring all
my diaries from March 1964.
Life has a strange view of looking at you as a culprit. It
holds you responsible for the missed opportunities in life, these increase with age.
It also judges you on the basis of your responses to
offers of friendships, networking, and becoming a leader of men.
I have committed many blunders, in this regard. I never
met CMD, as I was appointed th CC of NIDC.
I never talked to my colleagues, or team members, and least of all to my department ream.
This failure of communication was the cause of my professional disaster in life.
I was proud of my intelligence, thought everyone wanted to see me to get ideas.
Night After Night I am Blogging Overnight
Sleep deproved I go to bed as the sun ruses.
I live a life, away from reality,
Dreaming the days away.
Page aftre page
Day after day,
Is filled up,
With forgotten drems,
As I Blog the night away.
