I still find myself floundering. Still not settled at new place. So little time is left. Due to this my literary urge has been suppressed these days. This is the reason, I have not written anything worthwhile since many days. What to write? is the question. My mind seems to have run out of ideas and observations. I feel that everything around us is a mirage, it is not reality, it is Maya. Those whom you thought were close to you have been found wanting. What is the reality nobody knows. I feel that we are caught is the web… Read More »What to Write?
Most of us are the slaves of our mind. And where does the mind gets its power to control the body of which it is a part of? It is the master and feeds on our fears, anger, happiness and all other emotions. In turn, it generates another responses which may be necessary to defend our body from dangers or may be harmful to our body.