Being, Belonging and Becoming.

There is this feeling called ego, which resides in the minutest parts of brain. Results: I could see it going away from me long back.. But I never attempted to change the wind.
There is another emotion referred as affection. Results: I don’t feel strong enough to see or accept the things as they are. Actually never expected it could get this worse. Woossshhhh… late lamenting…
Being what I have been till now wasn’t easy. Running away from what belonged to me was an error in judgment. And now I don’t want to become what it might take me to.
To stop thinking would not be the solution as I can’t stop seeing.
If… if only I could own time... if only anybody could own time… I would not shy away from begging some for me... just a few months or a little more undeniably.. Want to erase some parts so as to make the air comfortable.
Well I know it has to stay as such. Science still has many bars. The good old saying is the only truth. You have control only in your present. Being honest to all the belongings, material or immaterial, will help become well again.

Being the Mediator

How is it like when u r told that u r somebody's last hope. And still u r unable to solve the puzzle.
One asking to talk about the solution. I suppose this makes a level assured to reach the other end.
Other says dont hint to that, the apparent stable equation might get lopsided.
I feel weak. There seems to be no easy fix for this separation. Constantly being asked what could be the way to cross this hurdle. Tried.. to help them pass through.. but a step from other side showing willingness is all i need.

Though the attempt was delayed, the extent of efforts required has already surpassed.
Sometimes it goes in mind to go on with the flow and leave back all who dont want to continue. Alas! the harder part is that the thoughts keep developing ever growing cobwebs entrapping good old times forcing to reconsider.

Its as if the hope is itself hopeless.. helpless..