Standing on the sea

It has been raining a lot since last two days. Too much of fun invites cry and too much of rain invites dirt. Cycle of life actually!

I have lot drafts pending to post but then I can not polish it before I put it against you all. Why am I writing so much? It's 10:35am in the morning, supposed to be busy office hours but NO. This little mad heart has decided to write again.

How many times do we listen to heart? How many times do we throw out this madness on the floor? Very few times. Watch Bhoomi Trivedi (Indian Idol contestant) on her selection day. She was like a wave and you don't want her to stop. There's a flow inside her! You certainly want a platform to show your insights! Perhaps these blogs gives me a little.

I am always fascinated about flows and forces. David Ville is a force. Bhoomi Trivedi is a force. Amitabh is a force. Nusrat Fateh is a force. They drive you in the flow they are already drawn. When I watch or hear them I feel like I am standing on the sea and they are calling me inside. I am afraid to go obviously but also know it would be the utmost pleasure to be drawn in such flows. Music, cricket, football, dance, writing, movies, drama - these all are flows. You realise your sole (force) existence because of these flows.

Someday, if I get a chance, would like to be drawn in such flows. Go on writing and leave everything!