A journey on a train.

Just another day on train, but this time no smartphones and no internet connection, just some piece of paper and a pen and yes all the crazy ideas that are filled in my mind.

Sitting beside the window, air is blowing in, moving my hair, curling it, freshening my mood, yes freshening it and giving me the ideas of writing. Sounds crazy, me and writing? I think, I just induced it from others but wait, no one in the train is writing except me, atleast not in my compartment I see. Ohkk, I might have induced it earlier, may be Paulo Coelho I was reading, but that is a big name I should mention, but how can this be even possible, I induced writing but not the reading, may be I want to give the world something that is not influenced by anyone but me and.. just wait, am I showing that I have a plenty to share with the world? ohh just I used the word ‘world’? here even the people near me are not ready to listen to me. Hey the air blowed again, again filled me with the new ideas, this beauty of nature, it can change our minds but.. but wait, I got distracted, I started talking about nature but I was writing about making my place in this big world, yes what we call beauty of nature, it.. it is now distracting us, someone just might have polluted it, it.. it is not the same like before. The thing that I am calling pollution might be the process of evolution, it is just picking the best minds out of us to give a better tomorrow. But I think I won’t be able to find my place, this process of evolution is mazing me up and the end of the thread is now difficult to find. But why the hell it is so noisy here..yes the train is running, it is difficult to concentrate here and I just returned from the other world which is picking the best minds but.. but I don’t belong there… I belong here.. to this world and still fighting to find my place and I know one day I will, but this journey.. this shall end soon.

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