I was never a conformist, I often see and do things differently from the popular modes. I question the conventional way of life and found depth and inspiration from the lives of toilers. I shy away from the elegance of the rich not because I am jealous but because I sense the shallowness of the moments, unless of course talking with the self-made person, those are opportunities I gobble and indulge on.

In an acre of minds I visited yesterday, I saw it to be just a developing farm. Few are actively churning and grinding and the rest are in wait and see mode. Hopes and wishes were uttered but the unspoken intent are louder to me. My fleeting attention span enabled to map the contour of the place and it was reflectively an amazing picture. I have immediately identified which to avoid and which to nurture and where would I will have fruitful gains of idea nectar.

I hope the farm will look forward to changes and adapt. I hope the raucous chatter of the loudmouths would be drowned by the grounded action of the toilers. I will look forward to visiting it again.

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