Everything is getting into place so peacefully as if some unknown controller is controlling the threads of everything that happens in the life. First you struggle with every bit of the jumbled up thread and in the end it straightens up as if it was never confused.
And the moment I was about to thank God for everything, I heard about Mumbai. So what do I do now, Do I thank Him or complain to Him that why do some people are such morons so as to take others' lives in the name of Him.
Should I be happy for my short term happiness or should I be sad for the permanent damage done to the lives of thousands of people.
And then I start re-analyzing my belief, which I know will never be lost for-ever. It will always be there, may be in some dormant form and will arise from time to time to either Thank Him or to complain to Him.
I decided not to write any thing about the politics or the politicians, because its a dirty business, politics. Even criticising it is a waste of time and words.
I am not sure if this post makes any sense, as it seems like stray thoughts poured on to the blog, but that the state of my mind, stray. one thought linking to the other and further on.
