‘‘My daughter’s hamster (a pet white mouse) has food, water, shelter and even medical care, and a cage full of fun curly tubes. The hamster responds by constantly trying to chew his way to freedom. I think we all understand what freedom is, and it is not a gilded cage.’’
Ref:- http://blogs.timesofindia.indiatimes.com/Swaminomics/entry/twenty-years-later-why-the
red orange leaves – where art thou! dew drops on the leaves, cold breeze on my face.. feet immersed in the sand.. where are you? I came here to get lost – lost into all that I had imagined will be waiting for me here.. where are you folks? where did you disappear? why is it just the four walls.. only four walls.. around my existence.. where did everything go wrong? why does everything go wrong – almost magically! all the theories I had worked in my mind.. all the efforts that I had put into trying to be at the right place – why did all of them go so wrong?
Give me strength – show me the way to take that “right” decision – help me Lord!
