The Rig

Sometime you see the rig and not the way, other time you see the way and not the rig, sometime you see both of them clear and most of the time you see none!

You just continue driving in a direction you think is right.

You can't smell anything around except for the lonely deadly desert. The desert seems to be cursed to be absolute dark at the nights and absolute hot at the days. You wish you can hear someone talking or watch some children playing. All you get to see is a couple of cattle or handful of bushes, if ever you are lucky.

I compare the driving in a dead desert to the journey of life. Sometimes you know what you want and other times you don't. If you know the destination, you try to look for the way. Sometimes you know the way and other times you don't. Most of the times you are clueless about the destination and way both!

The journey of life never stops, you continue running in the direction you think is right.