random thoughts*1

There's a joy in sitting idle... 'bin terey sanam, mar mitengey hum'... ah that was someone's mobile ringing. You become more attentive and sensitive to sounds around you. Almost like the Wordsworthian silence — a presence that rolls through all things suddenly becomes so evident. When you are laid asleep in body and become a living soul! Such suspended animation — is it possible anymore? Oh yes, a presence still rolls through all things. The talk, maybe mundane, but is true. See those smiles passing around, they belie a secret knowledge, glib in the confidence that not all know the cause. There will soon be a huddle and well, let's not go into that.Sometimes I wonder what exactly would change these environments into something better. Why all this brouhaha about the so called corporate world it's DIRTY'! Don't the people make the place what it is . If dirty is what the place is to all then why not change that which makes it so? Now here's a thought. Think on this and maybe I'll have a new take on this after I come back from lunch. Ooooof! these hunger rats will not be ignored any longer! They are insisting... (catch ya later hmpph!)