Bridge Soul

       27 years, hundreds of months and thousands of days… statistics of my life. But have I lived every moment of my life? Certainly not. It’s not that I have missed breathing in between, but probably even worse than that.       According to Jain philosophy, human life is the rarest of the rare event and you should make every bit of it (I guess that is what every art of living person or a positive thinker would advise us). But sometimes (or most of the time) we forget to live. Now what will I call live? Moments where you can connect to your inner core as if you are with yourself, where you can feel that every cell of your body is alive, when your mind, body and soul becomes one-indifferent element and it adds meaning or understanding or growth to you.       I am in a mood to share my moments where I’ve felt live in my life.     Childhood: Everything my mother said and everything my father brought was of my int...

A pen and a heart, both follow the same path, One has ink and one has emotions as its part. Free flow nature doesn’t come on its own, Friction in the beginning makes it soft. It has limited space to be filled at right junction, Overdose will spoil it and triggers dysfunction. Warmness suits it better, coldness freezes it hard. Freezing happens even if it is inactive for longer span. Difficult to join perfectly once it breaks. Smart welding will also leave some cracks. It may be used to sign and capture big deal, It may write great stories and satisfy zeal. Don’t waste it over irrevocable errors, Make the most of it with all its colors… :-)