Questions, Life and Me

I have work to do and a schedule to keep. I am talking about my blog series that I had started. And yet here I am with my second poam (after an afterthought, won't dare to call my writings poem) in less than four days. I guess sedate mood does make me write. And for all of you unfortunate people who might come across this writing and also are unfortunate enough to give tiny rat's ass about me, let me clarify here that I am not in a bad or sad mood but just a sedate mood.

This piece is something about my life and some questions which others have asked to me and sometimes I have also asked myself. I have the answers to the question or perhaps I seem to think that I have. And as we were taught in the class today (something I and perhaps a lot others already knew) that people have tendency to protect their egos against what hurts them, there is a possibility that I also use my logic to protect my ego. What's the fine line between protecting ego and actually knowing? And is an absolute knowledge still open to improvisations? From what I think, it does. Anyways, leaving this "sadiyal" philosophical thought here before it chokes me to death, one thing I want to tell about myself is that there are rare times when I haven't enjoyed. Just to press on the point, I enjoy most of the times, even when I am sad, or when I am sedate which I have been for last few days. And I like this about myself. And even though I don't have any goals and perhaps zilch passions, it's my enjoyment of life that keeps me going unperturbed.

I am wondering right now why I am sharing all this crap here at public forum. Perhaps coz everyone is different and so am I. And this vast difference in everyone, at certain point, leads to a commonality of sorts. And am sure that that I would have things in common with few ppl just as I am "different" from them. Atleast in the part of not having any goal or passions what-so-ever. So, this piece is perhaps dedicated to all of you who are just as vella and aimless as I am and yet shameless enough to not care about it :P

Ask me who I am,
ask me what I do.
Ask me what passions me,
ask me where I go.

The questions have depth,
the answers won't.
My life has a meaning,
just that it matter won't.

A laziness inherent,
a path uncared.
A fire unknown,
a destination unbothered.

Times when calm, voilent at some other.
Sedate sometimes, flowing unperturbed.
So many facets, and yet many more.
All similar to life, right to the core.
Sitting on the banks,I adore but question not.
I close my eyes and enjoy the cool.
Lying on the sands, I ask not to ask.

What's needed is to know,
the meaning of all will be in the flow.
And you have to enjoy even when going slow....