I have found moon to be a strange fellow. Happy and smiling most of the time with a glow on his face. But he gets angry suddenly and decides to disappear. Then he comes back again with a sheepish smile, perhaps regretting his anger. Some days he seems pensive and withdrawn. Some days he hides as if he were a naughty child who had just pulled a prank. But he is most vulnerable and wavering when he visits the sea. Maybe its vastitude overwhelms him. Or may be he shies away from the waves trying to reach him, touch him.
Guess I am out of touch with everything right now, so no blog entry for many days. From many days, a question is bothering me. I haven't found a satisfactory answer yet. So I'll write it down here. Maybe anybody who reads this may know the answer. "Just because we are journalists, writers, opinion creators and thinkers, do we have the right to judge others? Either personally or professionally?" I think we don't have the right to judge a person, even if we are right. But as writers, we would have to judge others whether we like it or not. And it's very difficult forcing people to think, but that's what we are doing or pretending to be doing right? Another question: "How come life is so simple if you just let it live by itself without bothering much and so complicated if you try to manipulate it or even understand it?" Blessed are the ignorant. We who can understand everything, try not to let anything go by without understanding and thus miss the b
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