Standing still as a baby cloud goes through me, I observe the snow capped peaks around me. We are a sizeable group on the mountain peak but I feel like I am by myself. It feels like the clouds belong to me, the mountains belong to me.

I think about my life in the city. The daily rush, the crowds, the gadgets, the people I love, the people I don't care about, my home, my work, my adolescence, my childhood, my dreams, my aspirations, my disappointments, my failures. Standing here, I realise that I was born to be like the Nature around me...to stand tall, to follow my way, to be free, to believe in destiny. But being born in this peculiar species called the humans, I was sterotyped by my surroundings.

Tomorrow I will be back to the madness, trying to fulfil everyone's expectations, making them mine. Maybe this moment of union with Nature might help me keep my sanity. As I look at the deep valley ahead of me with bright green grass and apple trees making their way towards the sky, I feel a calm descend over me, my anxiety gets washed away through tear drops that soak through the soft snow at my feet.

Technology

As we progress in technology, our observations, judgements, behaviours are becoming more and more superficial. We are very cordial with people over the telephone and emails, but what about our outlook towards people physically present around us? We enjoy seeing the photographs of our last vacations and re-living those moments but what about the natural camera in our brain that didn't seem to capture anything that isn't in the pictures? We sit in front of our computers/laptops/mobiles typing away furiously, who knows whether it's day or night? We watch movies on DVDs, listen to music on our IPods, but when did we last go for a play or a concert?

Everyone talks about technology having liberated us, made us nomads. Isn't technology rather taking us in the opposite direction to some extent? I would love to meet my friend but why go through the motions of dressing up, leaving home, taking the metro when I have internet and webcam to talk to her? I would love to learn Spanish, but I don't get time from watching TV. I would love to take a walk in the sunshine, but I'm busy writing a blog on my mean machine...

We the humans

I look out of my window onto the busy street.
People are passing by, cars are zooming past.
Some are cheerfully chatting, some are arguing, some are observing, others are simply lost in their thoughts.
I don’t know who these people are.
I don’t know what is going on in their head.
I don’t know where they are headed.
In a while I will become a part of this city buzz…and I don’t know where I’m headed either.
I had read somewhere that even though we may feel small and insignificant compared to our vast universe, we make a difference; that a single birth, a single death, has an impact on the cosmic clutter.
Yes. An impact on the universe. And on the people around us?