The Eternal Tussle

We visualize

We plan

We try to execute

Yet-even best laid plans

Can go awry

In the blink of an eye!

We try to move mountains

By the sheer force of will

Yet the inscrutable forces of nature

Can level it in no time!

Like water over sandcastles

All comes to naught

Obilerated into oblivion!

Now in reconciliation

Live one day at a time

Take things as they come

Believing that we are a mere cog

In the mighty machinery of the

Big Chief in the sky

And thus all is hunky-dory

And time passes merrily on and on..

Originally Published: October 19, 2001

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