LIVING BY HERSELF!!!

What happens if you start living the life your friend once told she has lived in the years gone by. It actually becomes like taking a scoop of her flavor. Living by herself, she was the most harmless being I have ever known. Was it the ancient tradition of yoga she lived by or the karma theory, there was peace in her which I have seen in every serious practitioner of the old tradition. And meeting her was a realisation of self union with superself.

Wandering to different places, by then, was not a habit rather places chose me under circumstances which I lived by. Meeting her was very circumstantial but now when I sit back and reflect I would say those circumstances hold special place in the unnoticeable but important saga of my life. Initially it was her bold nature which drew me closer. Smart and sweet as she was so I would call her sweet in my later life. As time passed I used to feel as an intruder in her life after understanding her as a person who loved to live by herself in the thicks and thins when we crossed our ways.

Don't believe me, try and reflect yourself, you will find that circumstantial relations do keep up for life. Bodies might move but the essence of it remains in one's soul. Now circumstances have given me an opportunity to relive her life. To be truthful, for once I had wanted to live like her. One the spiritual closeness I felt with her; second to experience the life lived in no dependence.

In a new city by myself with plans of exploring the land of Nizams, I am yet to see an expressionistic adventurer in me coming out. Adventurer in me has grown with traveling, daily, without acknowledging the fact over past some months. Traveling doesn't moulds the parti pris every person holds but it does shapes that for a person's favor. Exploring and imploring, I dig deep to take what a place has to offer. In an attempt to cover up for my parasitic attributes, once in a while I would exchange tid-bits of info which was somebody else' gift.

Living by myself I am trying to live along with thinking about how she was managing all this. At times I realise the difficulties and try to emulate her lifestyle. She had lived it for long and was good at it but trying to compare myself with her, I seem to be looser. I would say her expertise sheerly can be credited to her experience. And naivety I express every time is the best excuse for inefficiency I have always wanted to cite or hide. Most of the things in life just need little bit of common sense and confidence. Argument of which cites me lacking both :) But am still 'Living by herself' to overcome my naivety.