Taking a peep into the future...

It was a really strange day today... met up with some of my school friends and found new friends in them! the ease with which the deepest of secrets of life were being shared was astoundingly unexpected.. the innocence of school days replayed in a lot of ways.

there was no pretense, no hidden agendas, no put on acts, no keeping image intact... i hope i dont get spoilt by all this purity of sharing. not nice to start expecting this from other relations..

is this something normal? but at least all of us seemed to think that if a similar reunion happened with college friends - the same innocence wont be there... maybe, maybe not.

anyways back to the peeping bit.. one of the girls turned out to be a professional astrologer! my god... what a job to have! and as i was confirming with her - yes its pretty much like that of a doc - everyone u know has something to ask of you no matter what the occasion of meeting up! :-)

but what was interesting was the discussion we had on whether its a good idea to actually have a peep into one's future.. is it?
on one hand - u're better prepared and can maybe even do things to ensure ethg goes well... on the other - it can make u complacent. and since i really believe in the power of thought - wont u just gravitate towards the dominant thoughts anyways?

i would love to know whats going to happen next - but really should i? i wish it were possible to suffer from amnesia the moment after i get to know whats next - with only the calmness that the knowledge wud bring staying back!

thats whats called height of wishful thinking!!!
:-)

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