That old bag !

Things are quite simple...we make them complex... I wish so, but everytime when I am at the verge of solving those riddles which life puts in... I somehow taken back to the avalanche of bewilderedness.

The inner voice of mine says that things can be complex but yes, they can be handled simply. In the present it may look like if I don't do this, anything could happen, may be my whole life could be at risk....but eventually with time like after couple of years, we realise that nothing much could have happened if I haven't done that.

That old bag full of "If I would" or "If I wouldn't "  is stiched with the complexly ginned threads of ifs and buts. The bag is so heavy to carry for the inner child in me. Perhaps we could cut down these threads and allow the pent-up emotions within the bag to gracefully spill out.....

      

                   Written by a child in me....