The Dimension Of The Being

So, as I pack my bags again to return to Kolkata from Odisha my mother asks me a question.  "You will be travelling alone in a night train." I look at her and then the thought strikes, most of the time (99.9%) she does not know that I am travelling alone. The second line of thought is well she is my mother, if she will not worry then who else will. When I look back in time, it has been over a decade of solo travelling. It started from the time I entered college and luckily this phase is still going strong. I read at places how unsafe solo travelling is for a woman especially in India. However, I believe I am lucky to be born in India and one of the reasons behind is that this country has immense beauty and enigma in every bit and corner (really... "Main toh tera jabra fan ho gaya"). Anyway coming to my point, there are advantages of being a solo traveler and I cannot trade it with company. 1. My Travel My Rules: Have you ever tried going out with

Old haunting is the best one  They stay within you  And you visit them often They are mist surrounded When you first lay your eyes on them Within you they grow And they deceive you You did not ever know Then while you look back They again come back to you You remember the haunting And now that your innocence is snatched Ignorance has long shed its last tear You see, the reason they haunted The mist is clear The sun shines  And you look back and smile They are now with you You feel the warmth of old blanket It is still there, the old mist lingers Your old aroma in them is still fresh The days bygone are within you Those warm nights with cool breeze  Sing a song and you smile There is a pause And in this pause lies your life. (This one song was in my head for the entire week, It haunted me as a child, It now brings a smile...)

This is the view I am seeing as I write on this post. The 1000 rupee or more question is why do we do the things we do? What compels us to act or behave in a particular way? Why does our perception change from one individual to another? Open up the brain and you will get the same structure, the same frontal lobe, the same medula oblongata. So, why is the cool girl beside me sitting there with two hot guys and chatting on and I a married person is sitting alone after completing hordes of assignment by noon. I have the answer because I chose to embrace the indifference of one guy leaving the attention of others. Off late some people had a strong objection albeit disgust to my wacky sense of humour or my satirical tongue. It keeps me thinking that weather I should hold my horses? You know my horses or mare to be put appropriately are kicking a lot of ass lately. No, by ass I didn't mean the nether region used by humans for sitting and as rappers from around the world put it for shaki