Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Marathon Man

It is a long run. A run one cannot avoid. A run that may not seem like one. That tires you, refreshes you and enriches you. A race that simply tests your persistence. Creates obstacles and a graph with regular zeniths and nadir. A race where there is no way to determine a winner or a loser. You just be. Run till you run out of breathe, literally.

Insane is life. Our manner of living and surviving. Do we really own our lives? Feel like a constant prisoner. A trap and a maze, delusional. Navigating through this maze, little do I realize that it’s a trap that I have been snared in. My curiosity makes the maze bearable but when the innocence completely dies, I will be horribly trapped.

I run. Off the starting blocks. No point in stopping, as long as I am running I am moving towards something. However unknown and uncertain it might be. At least I am moving. This be my marathon.