I am going to Joga again with a faint hope of forgetting this hurtful world. Wish I could live in a hut there in the midst of forest, toiling for firewood, cooking my own food and reading till my eyes close on their own. The scenery at Gerusoppa is breathtaking. Its so beautiful surrounded by mist-covered mountains and an incessant, die-hard rain which challenges us as if by saying 'let us see, who is more enduring; you humans or I?' The only drawback of the trip is the long journey, which I hate. Of course I get time to contemplate on various things, especially since I have become too busy nowadays to even think of trivial things. Let me see if my troubled mind gets peace from this short sojourn in forest.
Fleeting thoughts in snippets.