not yet punditik

God says, “Remember I too have a sense of humour”.      I pondered on this as I meditated on my hopes and aspirations.   Mentally ruminated over my needs and wants.    I examined where I was right now.   As I wondered where I would be in the next now.   In the future. I had an idea regarding how I got to where I was now.    I knew it was through my past.   My history.   My moments joined together by one commonality.   Me. I lived those moments. Active moments.   Action moments.   Achieving goals.   In a plan. Was there a plan? I cannot remember a plan. I think, that how I got to my now, might have been in the plan.   The big plan for my life.   With goals. In the plan.   Did I ever make a plan?   Or was it a figment of my imagination. That big plan of my life.   That brought me to where I am right now.   That on this day, at this instance, I would be right here. Had I lived according to that plan?   Had I got here by design? Was that how

I met my special group of friends again.  Actually, we meet quite often.  But sometimes the meetings are flat and not noteworthy.  Sometimes, the group melds and a giddy lovely time is had by all. We started off as usually quite mildly and sanely listening to the 80s soul music, remembering stars who were famous in years gone by, before even some of us were born.  Tina Tuner residing in Switzerland with her million dollar insured legs – I do not know that if that is fact or fiction.  Whitney Houston who could have insured her voice for similar amounts but instead got out of whack with crack.  Michael Jackson who was more famous than Shirley Temple.  In fact was world famous by 1969, never mind the world referred to excluded Italians, Kenyans and the People of the Lion Mountains (Sierra Leone).  Which led the conversation argumentatively on the definition of “world”, and whether one knows more about a place because they were born there, or because they lived there.  “Born there

Change – just for the sake of change.   Please.   It is a must that you change.   You must to change. Please do not stay the same.     Just change.   For no reason.   Sameness is boring and monotonous.   Sameness is flat and tepid.   C omplacent and self satisfied. Mediocre and average.   Sameness is dull and lame.  Tedious and boring.  Did I say boring again? Sameness is the death of thought.   The death of life. Change is life.   My life, my future can never be my history.   My past is gone, my future appearing, and change is the link. Make a little movement every day.   Like exercise.   It is healthy.   Move a little - spiritually, mentally, emotionally, somethingly. Maybe something might happen.   Maybe nothing will happen.   Some say that I should never change for the sake of change.   That there has to be a reason for each and every single change I make, or in me.   What if the reason is never evident?   Never going to become evident?    Never