Thoughts

Ever compared your thoughts to that of a school of fishes that come rushing along almost to the surface of the water when you drop a piece of bread. Hundreds of them similar to your thoughts, some of them big enough to push the smaller ones aside and claim the largest chunk of the bread piece (read : your attention, for a longer duration), while the smaller ones are left fighting for the smaller portion, satisfied at getting even a minuscule portion.And when you decide to grab one of them, you carefully bring your hand an inch above the surface of the water, then with a frightening speed thrust your hand into the water, and then what happens?... like a silk cloth being pulled away from your hand, they flee away in different directions, leaving you with nothing but a wet hand. And they don't return till the ripples formed on the surface have died out. Just like your mind, you will seldom be able to grab one thought and ponder on it till you wish to. When you try to, they will run helter-skelter without coming in your grasp and will not return till your mind is at ease like the surface of the water.