Of all the challenges adult life has posed, engaging myself in a meaningful conversation with a diverse audience seems one among the difficult ones.
As a child it was fine for me to pay my respects to the visiting uncles n aunts and retire to my room for studies , on some rare occasions helping my mom with tea and stuff. But adult life beckons you to be a good host and of all the powers that a good host should possess in her kitty is the power of being a chatterbox.:)
It seems I am living a life in a Universe parallel and a boring conversation is a door to the parallel realm. Cometh a boring topic which I am too lazy to opine on ..and poof I am sucked into the magical world on my sub-conscious.
A few observant people have asked the dreaded question..'What are you thinking'? And I have no answer..for as to answer their question I will have to explain a whole new world to them ;its too much work for results as insignificant as being comprehended by a normal mind..
Sometimes I feel how easy it would have been to close my eyes and 'Purrrr'..:)
This indeed shows how human mind gets divulged into various thoughts and sometime he/she wonders what is he/she thinking about?
ReplyDeleteChildhood days are the best in one's life.. But just another un-connecting thought.. Are we allowing the present generation to even have those free days of childhood, which we miss?