God's game, as they always say is hard to predict. One such instance is where I am right now. In the rush to complete 24 hours in a day, we come across so much but, they are not always the same. Dealing with such complexity is not child's play. Yet, we manage or we somehow get through the 24 hours for the day.
Some things are constant in this daily ritual. Say, the thoughts about you, Bubbles \(^_^)/. While I try to sleep, the way you take me through the visuals; while I try to work, the way you distract me by flashing in front of my eyes; while I try to eat, the way you fill up my appetite and hold me from having my stomach's full; while I try to drive through the highways, the way you sit with me through my thoughts; oh Lady Love! Do you need the full list? Frantic Diaries will become Frantic epics if I have to compile that list.
So, the way God's Game is designed, the way we are somehow brought to our knees at times and the way we are rescued by time at times, the way we accept, the way we reject, the way we introspect, the way we do everything, did we have our next moment already finalised by us when we do them? That is how I make mistakes. That is how I mess things. This is not by any means a justification. This is how I have analysed things to be going on. To be frank, till now I have absolutely no idea as to how I get through my days. I have no idea as to how I can prevent things from messing up.
Somehow in this hectic pace, we have been bestowed with a priceless bonding between ourselves that I feel it is worth it to fight for this bond's sustenance through our span. What is so greedy in it, my Love? If you see greed in my words, just like how Gold Miners are greedy, then this is proof enough as to how precious and priceless you are. Yay! Point proven. The ecstasy is not for proving the point. It is the joy to see you so priceless. As part of Frantic Diaries, yet another post etched in the altar. By, -rPhoenix
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