Childhood was simpler when you wanted something for itself and then the world changed, it became chaotic, disorder personified with no semblance of anything remotely resembling order…… I no longer know if I want something because not having it is a convenient whipping horse, an excuse for rants and tears at the unfairness of it all or because someone else has laid claims to it or to justify a deeper, hidden need for something else. When and why did life become so complicated where the only sense things make is non-sense? And the ultimate absurdity is the basic question itself, its not like finding the answer to all this is going to make whatever I want for whatever reason will end up being handed to me on a platter with a cherry on top.

Once again Ramadan is here, the holy month where the doors of heavens are opened and blessing showered upon those who I ask, after ages things have become full circle. From anger to denial to numbness, I ask again to have I know not what….here’s to hoping each of us finds what we desire even if we don’t know what its.