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My morning muse

Roads for transport, vehicles to carry us to our destination, spaces to park vehicles, layouts to build houses, parks to walk our pets, hangouts to get together and chat-eat even when we aren't hungry, theatres to loosen up our stressed minds, don't you think our whole life in an urban environment is kind of channelised and engineered to follow a set route?
There is a predictability to living in a city, even though the city is well-planned and quite peaceful. There is a feeling that says, here is everything that is needed to make human life comfortable and not-so-challenging to the mind. Most days when I sit in the bus gazing at the long, broad avenues lined with trees I think that human beings are always on toes to do anything for their own comfort; despite the negative impact it has on other living beings. You know, there is quite a comfort in being predictable, in treading on the well-trodden path. But there is no thrill of the unexpected. And I am straying from my original thoughts. So here is goodnight to my morning muse.

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  1. this modern, organized living has more dangers to our happy natural existence than just boredom ... read: Spontaneous Happiness - Our Nature-Deficit Disorder: http://www.thedailybeast.com/newsweek/2011/10/30/andrew-weil-s-spontaneous-happiness-our-nature-deficit-disorder.html

    ...a little contemplation about is one happy with what one is & has? if not, what's one craving for in pursuit of happiness ? should provide the answer ...
    ... so, beware, all those craving for an organized life of comforts, following traditional patterns of education, work, relationships, and even love, marriage & celebrations !

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