-Like the flowing river (A collection of short stories and notes by Paulo Coelho).
Hang around. Be there, enjoy. What's the hurry? Life is anyways rushing past. So much change all around, giving us with very little time to cope. Definition of self is no longer relevant, it keeps changing, like many other things. Personal boundaries are blurred. Inherent values and culture seems like a giant Collage-there are no defined shapes and colours, one has to try and make sense of it. Frame of reference keeps changing. So what? Ever body is as lost. It is one blind man leading another.
I wish we were all as fortunate as Mr Paulo Coelho, to have the liberty; of choosing and spending life between ' a lot of people', 'a few people' and 'almost no people'. Particularly we Mumbaikar's....where there are only people.....a lot of people and many more people.