On Seeing No End In Sight…
I feel a sense of déjà vu. I know the way forward – to a certain extent – and I want to move ahead, at my pace. Unfortunately not everyone around me is so obliging. So I find that I have to wait; be still and allow things to sort themselves out, rather than make a million plans and see none falling into place! Which is enough to make the most mild-mannered person want to pull their hair out in frustration! Instead, I got my hair cut and styled! But I digress. The point I’m belabouring is that my search of quietness is beginning to look like a trudge through an ever-lengthening tunnel! And this quest is turning me into a control-freak a.k.a Ms-Bossy-Two-Shoes! I got called that to my face a couple of nights back. And the worst part – I didn’t realise I was being “bossy”! Horrors! Anyway, I asked MD, in a moment of panic (not related to the being-called-bossy-incident!) about how one ought to go about being still? His reply was surprisingly simple. “Every time you think about the n...