Broken wisdom

I would like to call this a broken wisdom. Broken, because it's a collection of some broken thoughts.  Besides, my English is quite expected to be not in good order because of scanty past writing. This is my first real blog writing. And wisdom, because whatever I write comes from years of my personal experience. Yet I know it may not be worth a wisdom. Never mind.

So I tell myself, 'better be ready for the bumps, boy.' Yes life is full of errors. Just learning to tackle each in my own crazy little ways. Sometime it succeeds, sometime it doesn't but why care. Who cares actually. Life goes on and so you must. Go with the flow...that's how I encourage my spirit. This, I learned the hard way and so it's difficult to forget. I think so! I remember where I tried swimming against the current and it was painstakingly impossible. It really was and it really is. I can bet on that. You might have gone through such experiences too. I bet. Or may be not. Anyways, you know what? It's the science of life. To be more specific, you can call it biology. But not mathematics please.  There is no calculation what so ever. You can be logical but not calculative. Actually, I don't even know the difference between math and logic. So much for my education. What can you say about my wisdom. That's the irony of life, my life. Funny!

Think what you may. Say what you may. Do what you may. But I love this life. I am happy. It's so bad not to be happy. Bad I mean, not sad! It's so impossible not to be joyful. There is so much in life than you can imagine. So much that a single lifetime is too little to explore the goodness glory of the world. So much that all the languages of the world cannot stand a chance of just description. So much so. Yes of course I cry sometimes. Both with tears and without. I even curse people, time, life, self and others. I try not to but it happens, you see. Old habits die hard. But my point is, there is treasure in these tear drops. There is priceless value in these water drops. It's the home of golden moments. Its magic and miracle. How sad we don't see it, feel it or value it. If you notice, it is born of great emotions.  Emotions of happiness and sadness which is the true face of life. Or the body of life. Two togehter makes one. We are made of that. Really, I mean it. Yet we don't realize that. We tend to detest tears, but why? I just wonder. Look carefully and you will see that there is nothing more beautiful than a tear drop. It is more beautiful than the Zen garden or the coral reef or the mount everest. Even more beautiful than the most beautiful lover. How romantic! So, come my dearest friends let us live life. Let us explore life. Let us seek some adventure...real adventure. But I warn you: no expectations. Not even a single expectation please. Please!