The time is now

Having recently returned from what I thought was Delhi but informed was Haryana, I am loving Bombay weather. Not to disregard that I enjoyed the (sometimes) bitter, biting cold, and senitimental sleepless nights.
Looking back on this experience that year and this one, listening learning (trying to) lead.
The bags were full and have been duly emptied. Reminants rendered redundant. The heart is heavy; head light and shoulders burdened?
Its a wonder travel and train journeys still excite me. It is a wonder they remain unique.
It is a wonder we adapt to change so easily, so fast. It is a wonder we don't even notice, especially not in ourselves.
Isn't it a wonder I needed 3 opinions to fill out a survey about ME?
Is it a wonder I wasn't the only one?

Do you ever have those connections that last only for a little while.
The type that hindi movie twins have, where your drinking water will quench my thirst, the beginning of your sentence is completed by the end of mine, when your hurt I feel pain?
I know that your nerves gave me butterflies and then made heart adn stomach sink, anchored right to the bottom. But then I floated up again and hope you did too. I can only hope.
Its always akward when there is no correct thing to say, not like when there is nothing to say, worse.
Worser still if you go right ahead and say the wrong thing, if you stop watching for just a second.

Again I questioned if things always work out for the best, the way they should.
Do we really have a predetermined path? fate? destiny?
Sometimes I kick in and demand control but sometimes I would liek to beleive.
Sometime is now.