Losing control over a moving train
Losing Control — On a Moving Train The train started from the platform and something in my mind tinkered. For odd four hours now, there is nothing I can do. No call to chase. No file to close. No meeting to run. The train will reach when it reaches. And strangely — I feel free. As humans, We are insanely engineered to control Everything. Control over time — we cannot sit idle, not even for five minutes (count me in). Control over situations — they must always turn in our favour. Control over things. Over people. Over relationships. That is why We reach for an quick escape every time. TV, a Movie, the phone, an outing, someone to talk to, hobby. We on a continous mission to fill the vaccum of our mind space . Even At home and at the office, We are always holding the wheel tightly. We are inherently afraid that if we let go for one second, everything will crash. But then this train journey. Outside my routine. I am writing this on a running tra...