paradox is such a conniving rodent in our lives, its almost impossible to imagine life without it. think about it, duality is so prevalent, strong yet flexible, new yet rooted...most of our decisions galvanise this modest looking hole dweller into a full fledged epidemic.
last night was spent mostly deliberating on the same, how this paradox, changes form, from hypocrisy to diplomacy, from harmless to targeted, how this DNA axis, curves along our lives. who decides what is good and what is bad? is this too led by convenience? is this another self preserver? another hand of the mystic selfishness? or is this the true judge of survival?
many a times, being a woman, makes me perhaps ask more questions that i otherwise would, and most of the times, i find myself balancing the argument, rather delicately. what is modern yet traditional? homely yet working? what is loyal yet free? what is selfish yet selfless? what are these roles? and who makes them?
is it possible that he loves me, yet he doesnt?
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