The title has nothing to do with the writing. But, does it matter in a world, where a lot of things are metaphorical and everyone has the freedom to read personal meanings  into everything and approach each thing with presumption; I guess it’s normal, and more human enough to do that.

This again has the subtext of random braindrop running parallel through: I’m not sure if many would share a same feeling! Okay, there’ll be a random few. I’m keeping a dollop of presumption, because I’ve had loneliness of standing among people and seeing absolutely no passion for life, at all from them. I remember Suraj Mani from Motherjane asking on Rosebowl (Rockumentary) that,

“A lot of people have asked me ‘how do you manage to do this and make a living at the same time?’ …All of us are sharing a passion. All of us are living a passion. I have a question to ask you, ‘How is it that you can live without having a passion?’”

Writing about this actually made me dig up the video and share it. Enjoy the video!

That’s the feeling you discover that something is your calling. That something will make meaning out of your trifle life, that you’ve thought till then, pointless.