Being an Ordinary Human

 I am finding words as I am finding myself. We humans are strange creatures. We justify our wrong doings. We have our logics and queer analysis that make sense in certain ways. We can make wrong seems good and good seems bad. 

I do have my logics now a days. Even though they are silly but I long for moments which are condemned and may demand atonement if ever be fulfilled. But then, I have my queer analysis of situation.

Life is passing rapidly and I have been transformed into someone who has a whole family to be accountable of. Attendant is absent and the kids are nuisance. College is a blessing in all this. Its been a year of being a lecturer and I am still in honeymoon phase for this job. It reminds me of my college days that I wasted in terrific rantings. 

I am just a human and I am expecting something deadly from me.