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Please forgive me if you dont understand this post.
More than six months have passed after i wrote this. And I am realizing that there can be many more dimensions to confusion. Life has started coming nearer and nearer to me but its also becoming more and more strange. Things which were too obvious to me have started looking like preplanned coincidences. There is too much change and too much warmth surrounding me. So i am afraid. Life has become like a drawn bow, I fear that it will fall apart. There is a soft tension, like a taut string. And it vibrates. I can almost feel its sound running on in the background. Till now i considered my life as normal but seems it was not. There was still much more activity going on in the background always, for me. And now i am just becoming aware of it. Life has always supported me, for basic need, that of survival.
But this goodness sometimes stays remote from me. It stands away and just stares at me and then my heart pains. I feel like a child away from its mother. It erodes me, like waves of ocean taking out land, bit by bit, eating it away. But may be that is what life wants from me. To erode away things which are not real.

Life supports life, and i think i am realizing it.