Random Stirrings of The Mind.

There are moments in life that feel sacred, not because of their grandeur but because of the rawness they hold. They arrive unannounced, wrapped in the simplicity of a smile, a conversation that lingers, or the way the world suddenly feels aligned in a way it never quite has before. When we meet a special soul, when we give ourselves fully to the moment, something shifts—we are no longer just existing; we are living. The sacrosanct act of giving it whole. Of offering ourselves with unreserved intention, allowing our thoughts and emotions to flow freely without the barriers we so often construct. There is something deeply human, deeply divine, in that surrender—where nothing is held back, and everything is embraced. It is in these moments that we come to understand the quiet, profound truth: the joy we seek, the peace we crave, has always been within arm’s reach. To be present is an act of gratitude. To take in the moment slowly, allowing it to fill every corner of our being, is a gift ...

If today, that little veil covering the small steps of our lives is lifted, will we have enough of face to show the scars of time or stand tall and proudly display the plaques of amazing feats that we've achieved? Will we be able with unwavering demeanor, show the world the number of skeletons in our closets and those silent achievements earned over time? Or will we cower in abject shame as all is laid bare for everyone to see? Today, under the fluorescent dimness of the yellow reading lamp, he slights his palates with the sweetness of condiments sourced from random walks around malls, albeit the cold; a mix of frozen vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry sweetens this 1 am circus. The halls are silent, except for some occasional slow and sometimes fast patter of a random night owl, going for a tinkle.  The new year is a bit laggy, maybe because of a long-awaited break from the normal constantness of haunting lecture halls, and the dreary atmosphere surrounding midterms. It's a re...