Duality

One part of me tries to confine my thoughts in a quantifiable world, driven by logic, rationale , facts. Finer things in life , expectations from people, reciprocation or the lack of it. It looks for a nice dress, good food, good music, movies, excitement. Essentially be a consumer and contribute to the consumerism. Money as a means to attain all these.

The other half quitely looks on, as I return back to it bruised, sad. It knows its all futile, senseless. ' You know very well that the minutes you spend with me , meditating, are moments of pure bliss. You come back to me at the end of the day, I give you solace, peace and a good sleep. Just let yourself go, rein in your mind'

Strange as it may sound, I take refuge with my second half in times of trouble, once relaxed, cleansed, I run back immediately to that ugly other side. And the cycle continues ....