This is my first mobile blogging experience sitting here at the Bangalore airport this rainy evening on my way to Delhi. Too much static noise on the phone. But there’s got to be static on the move … maybe because of the weather or the weak signals. After a drizzling talk with my aunt on the overdue, I’ve just been pondering over what I have come to, like this static on the move. Simplisticly, it seems as if there’s nothing such as good or bad, there’s just right or wrong as we see it in our private cosmos. A deficiency of meta thoughts hyper-linked to a micro decision.