Plotting life as a graph, I could see that mine has so may interleaving nodes of uncertainties and indecisiveness. I look at the life up close yet again. To look for traces of something. But every time I come face down with the same. Deja Vu. Life goes round and round in circles, closed or open. I have found what I lost. I have lost my sense of belonging. I feel like a detached string flying loose manipulated by the flamboyant breeze. I have lost track of where I came from. Maybe because I was too concerned about my future. Or maybe I had become selfless to the point that I could no longer think about me. As it is said, the ego dragon in me has vanished.Iam sans ego.Kyunki sans bhi kabhie serif thi!! haha....typographocentric pjs. Do u sense a slight essence of the old me? No more life plots, no more...no less either!!