
Originally posted on Blogger on Sep 11, 2016
Sharing my connectome
That glance asked him “Did you find your copy?” and perhaps my instincts heard “Just wait!”
I turned and continued my walk. Few moments passed and I heard him call my name.
OH! SO NOW WHAT? WE ARE TALKING!?!?
Freedom in my soul and there is no one who can cage that. I do understand how the hearth of the universe makes stars or why time cannot run backwards but I certainly do not know why the stars are so bright when there is no one around they can help to guide, nothing so frozen that would embrace their warmth. We read about love, think about love, pretend that we really understand it. Heart skips a beat and we claim we know love..
Time never dies. It has been in existence before life, before creation and remained concealed till the dawn of human wit. Uncover the shroud from its face and it unravels the mystery and knowledge of civilisations born, flourished and ultimately perished. It has no history, no future but its present encloses a moment of both…