When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.
As if man has no part to play in it. So much for conspiracy theories.
I have loved all of them, even if I don’t believe in them. No wonder I love Conspiracy Theory, the movie by Mel Gibson, so much. All cab drivers – I eye them carefully, especially if they have a lesson from life for me. Many have.
There is problem with that conspiracy theory up there, hanging delicately, in italics.
There is only so much that a universe can grant you. It will perfectly conspire to take you to the well, but the horse that you are…
I missed writing a few posts in this month. I was a bit busy, yes – I was participating in the last leg of the universe’s conspiracy. I was the lead conspirator, the last few weeks. 394, it said when I last noticed it. I don’t notice it often, nowadays. Ah, close to the 400 number; yet another milestone celebration.
400 didn’t seem as glamorous as 300 or 500, or even a 1000, which is a long way off. The conspiracy, you see had to reveal itself. At least the concept of the conspiracy had to. It’s December. And the first time I ever wrote a post, when I had no idea of anything what this blog would be about, didn’t know that I would shift to WordPress, didn’t know I would meet so many wonderful people, didn’t know I would get hooked on to all things 2.0, was on December 29, in 2003.
400 didn’t seem as glamorous as 300 or 500, or even a 1000, but 400 on the completion of four years did. And so this one is. A pushed-out post, the careful delay to meet the number and the date. The 400th post, exactly four years since I wrote my first ever post on Gaizabonts.
My contribution to what the universe conspired. I become one with the universe, a part of it. Is this what nirvana is?