Curious case of a couch potato!

Emotions come by strong and unmarred. Takes you over in a jiffy and puts you through the mill! How ever stoic and impassive you stay, invariably it ends up having the upper hand. No, i'm not referring to a mood swing which is rather erratic and takes you over in a trice! Thats an oddball in itself which can only be explained with a hormone index. The emotions i've been fascinated by are the ones that predestine your state of mind. The status message in my google mail keeps changing time and again. I use that as my cathode-ray-tube to exhibit my state of mind rather than the state of myself! Ambiguous..ain't I? Emotions are an ad-hoc display of one's state of mind!

Now...................................................... This is exactly how I lose track of what i intend to write about! Where was I? *Flashes* Emotions!! Is there a possibility of me and the near and dear ones around me be connected in some cosmic way that they have long read my emotions and no longer feel the need to be explicit adverting the mission that i should be given a keg (a dose would be putting it mildly) of my own medicine? A strange thought struck me as odd today! I found the need to keep my shirt on when i was high and dry post the solemnity!

Emotions how ever strong they are, ebb eventually. A very convenient physio-chemical change that gives me a buoyant perception and never fails to echo those magic words "this too shall pass!" Pardon the science. Those are fleeting moments of inevitability. I'm deprived of words to write a plain as a day cliched thought!

A hint of hostility, a dash of detachment and the remotest slur in the voice (apparently a tell-tale sign!) failing to mask the interim emotions running high beneath my skin is an unmistakable blatant rip-off in front of those cosmically connected! Little did i know that this seemingly innocuous act could bring upon a hue and cry in the minds of those connected to me in the very cosmic way! And vice-versa! Thats exactly when you and me pull down the veil and tell ourselves "Stop being a Nancy!"

Why is being emotional called a sissy? Emotions do not confine itself to being sad and pensive. After all, emotions are what drives us and drive us astray. I came to grips with something which has been a perpetual-nagging thought in me. I have been eluding myself from the matter-of-fact obligations in life. This too shall pass!