Sometimes we just want to run away.. The question may be from what. But what needs to be understood that sometimes, it is not 'from what' but 'with whom' that poses a question. But no worries, in my life right now, neither 'from what' nor 'with whom' is a question. The thing is I want to run away. At a major juncture, where I am looking forward to big changes (don't worry I ain't getting married or something ;-) ) and more adventures and surprises, I find myself surprisingly - LOST. Being lost should be the last thing that should happen, especially at an unseen but promising bend of the road, but this is what is happening. Is it the normal reaction of a body? Or maybe the normal reaction of a pumped up body? Anyway, I am too numb to even surmise. I am lost, looking at the screen of my PC - pressing Alt+Tab all day long. I yawn rifling through the pages of a book I wanted to read from so long. I wake up in the mid of night searching for