Our mind is fickle and keeps on working from the day we are born till the day we die. No one has ever tried to count the number of ideas it generates, thoughts it creates, dreams it dreams. It is like a perpetual motion machine that keeps on running behind the curtain. Seldom, we glimpse it through the behavior we exhibit, it is so deeply buried inside each one of us, it simply vanishes.

But it is our mind that makes us, creates us, breaks us and even destroys us. It is the fountainhead of our World, the dormant seed of a powerful being, the only spark of the omnipotent or the omnipresent grain of pure evil.

Here I would try to capture some of these fleeting thoughts that flicker in the mind before they disappear forever….