Insanity

“Are you willing to come out of your insanity or not?”, Amrut asked me as I showed him a link to the fiction press and told him about the fact that you can publish your stories and poetry there.
“Why? What?”, I asked him puzzled.
“Give some time to sane things”, he said. “Some normal worldly things like talking to people, going out etc. You have been lying deeply in reading ur books, writing blogs and what all”. “Will you come out of it!”
Saying that he went back writing his DSP and I started thinking… the so called insanity starting again. I being involved in myself. What is this? Am I behaving insanely? Is this really insanity?
Ya, I have been thinking a lot about happenings in life or I should say – the non happenings in life currently. No specified work has led to reading a lot and this reading has only included 1 fiction novel. But will all that knowledge gaining help – it has not till now and the hope is the only rope with whose support I am moving forward. Is it really going forward or am I moon walking.
I am not really sure what I am writing. This piece is a fine example of writing by hands. I don’t think my mind is thinking at all.. Just fingers moving on the keyboard. Well , just read the last line again… it says,”I think my mind is not thinking”.. hahahaha….
The question about insanity still lingers on..Does this absurd blog reek of that insanity. Don’t know…
As far as I am concerned, I am perfectly sane… Comments are invited - after all others can tell better.
Amrut pushes himself away from the comp and asks me, "Coming for Spandan (annual cultural fest in Infy, Mysore)".
"No", I reply.
"Why", come the obvious query.
"I am writing a blog - about my Insanity!!!!!"