I am in search of the most consistant state of mind.
Some says that love remains forever..
will it?
No!
Hatred?
Never!
Its in between the two.
The art of viewing things and incidents as a mere observer-its too far from me..
A stage without any emotions and attachments.
Relations-just like a flower, momentary beauty and fragrance.
Satisfaction?
Lasts just for days.
I wish to see a snake just as a 'snake'
no fear.. no hatred..
That one-fourth of each second is the crucial challenge.
Who am I??
What is my role in this play?
Darkness..
Atleast I want to be the mistress of my mind.
