belong..

what is it tat makes each of us wht we are. wht defines wht and y. wht is it tat one strives to achieve in one's actions. dreams? desires? and y? bearing the brunt and grunt of daily chores one retires to somethin one calls home. yet then the definition changes again.. we pluck all our roots and relocate as seeds off of flowers blown by the breeze to restart again. does the new plant and the flowers born therewith recollect its originalities? who is to say? i dont knw. yet it has formed an identity. or has it? the matter of being somethin appears to be elusive. i am still with the breeze hoping to reach back frm whre i plucked myself from my roots. perhaps i will .. belong...

phoenix meets unicorn

a neat title.. a exclusive combination of fables and yet so close to each heart. perhaps a single moment in a overcrowded train or perhaps a moment too long of solitude. Donno whre. Howevr thre was this one moment that seems to be too vivid to be real but thres soemthin tat triggers emotions and even perhaps a certain extent of relation. The combination however remains very ethreal. he burns to ashes, rises again only to burn more. While she remains with the crowd yet very elusive. even among the crowd, she feels a need to touch someone's life. A desire to complete someone and be completed. Odd it is, however that in the smallest fraction of life that they form a bond and no matter wht happens beyond that small time scale things remain eternal and explained to them in a way they cant logically understand. funny it is.. people still say... " its an odd combination and most things remain unexplained" :)

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