The Rollercoaster ride

I don't think that I believe so much in fate. I believe we are masters of our own free will, which is what sets us apart from all the other living species on earth. We are given a choice and a higher power wants us to believe and only then do these choices come to life and become fate. When we do not choose and leave everything to fate, it means that we have left that belief and faith somewhere behind so instead we try to complacently live with a laggardish assurance without taking charge of our own fate. Given a choice to give up the cream on a superb cup of coffee which can make it taste infinitely better, how many of us would opt out of it assuming you love coffee as much as I do ? The faculty of free will and choice is that cream of life that can add that peculiar flavor and unparalleled zing that makes the initial pain and suffering all worthwhile.

Patching up a crack in the wall I came across the place Where we used to hang our picture frame Neatly tidied space it was allotted to memories To stare us over the years as time passed All smiles gazed at me in amazement Like strangers usually do when they ephemerally look In the eyes of a forlorn unknown person The genuine pleasantness in the picture people Took me aback to yore When things seemed complex to a simpleton life And how this novel life has had the roles reversed I took my time nice and easy to do the deed All the while remembering the welcome creases Mirth created in those fresh faces