When I was 15, I learnt of the concept of brownian motion - the random movement of particles suspended in the air due to collision with other faster-moving molecules. During that fateful physics lesson in the throes of my awkward adolescence, I formulated my life outlook - to be a tiny particle, openly allowing itself to be buffeted by the forces of life - energetic, spontaneous, and leaving a wondrous legacy in its own right.
12.8.09
how can there be utopia in this world, when one country's good weather is another's natural disaster?
what exactly are we trying to save ourselves from? the answer is but a circle.
