What lies deep there? Is there a different me?

All this time I felt so very confined in a few subjects of my interest like science, maths, literature and songs and believe me a large part of my life comprised of them and simply them. I used to be lost in poems, imaginations or day dreams or think about quite abstract stuffs. Sometimes I went all scientific and turned the simplest emotions into a question? Why do I feel happy or sad? Or what gives a water droplet its shape? Or what is fire? A phenomena? Why is everything round in space and then I did a bit of study on it and posted something (HERE).There was another time when I felt like Maths is what I can't live without. It still is so. There was a time I made the river my friend where I drained all my sorrows because my own mates were not able to interpret me well. In this way there were gradual shifts in my life. I am a huge fan of soft music mostly acoustic. A few days back I drained myself in them day in and day out. I agree I am weird. Too weird! But huh... this is the real me… I believed. Yesterday I discovered a different me… a very different me. The joyful me! I found fun getting wet in heavy rain by the river. I never saw nature, the flowing river, the sky, the rain in such a swing. Everything stood in its full form: the sky cloudy, leaves in a beautiful shade of green, the river current calling the passerby to flow with it. I was in full form too. All wet and smiling… running with the wind. Yup it was fun. I have a love for rain. An intense love. There is a different allure in it. A mystified beauty… a legendary feeling. I love rain. After getting back home I felt like yup there is another me buried deep beneath. One that loves running, jumping, joking, watching movies, going out, enjoying with friends…one that I had suppressed deep beneath over the past days. One I have just now discovered. A new me! I never felt so happy as yesterday. I considered the moment a thousand times today thinking what made me so happy. Wasn't it foolish? But I ended up concluding that somethings cannot be rated... somethings cannot be explained. Emotions and experiences are some of them. Sometimes they just come as if an integral part of life and then go away as if they were never there. Sometimes they last long.






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