Its becoming quite clear that the talent hidden in me has turned to dust or did i have something of worth to express which could benefit the curious minds? If not then why this agony and restlessness! This is perhaps the compulsion of human nature to mark his presence distinct from his society to carve an exalted position. But to what use! The struggle to outshine turns into a disease which overpowers the very existence of the person who is inflicted with this malady. Its perhaps the aberration of the human gene, a type of neurotic state which pushes one to extreme human conditions. He is deprived of the ultimate culmination of human humdrum into the absolute peace which is sublimely ecstatic, when knowledge fame and exalted positions look meaningless and when one achieves the oneness with the Brahmand!
Meeta is in her seventies. She is full of zest for life and seeks every opportunity to be in the company of her friends. Her salt and pepper short hair goes well with her plump fat body. Her style of dressing accentuates her care- free demeanour . Her age doesn't hamper her in anyway. She often cracks jokes which generally veer to obscenity, to make her friends laugh , which for a moment unsettles them ,but then they go with the flow. The instinct to deride looks meaningless at such an age. Meeta had lost her husband lately and her only son lived in the U.S . She cultivated a large number of friends and revived the distant family relations. She was awash with money and threw lavish parties. Generally all her friends are retired house wives facing the same empty nest syndrome. They had now ample time to indulge their fancies which the...
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