Respite

I wonder why it did not struck me at all to put it all down here - than wondering about ways to bring respite to my self. I have been going almost crazy for last few days - the stress is too much to bear - and it shows up in my physical self. Breathlessness and so much more. Vague thoughts strike me at wierd hours.

Well, who else but me to be held responsible for all this chaos. There is much more to follow. The muck - the real muck will also have castings of its own soon.

Most often than not, I give up - I cannot take it anymore. Only to begin afresh yet again. Scandulous, fearful, and uncertain - is what life is all about. Someone told me today not to take life so seriously because no body came out of it alive, anyway. I wish life was all about being alive and immortality. It is much beyond that - few peaceful moments - I long for them.