My Innocence...

I just began my second tryst with a minefield, Philosophy reading aloud a Betrand Russell master-piece, "Mysticism and Logic" analogous to a school going kid by hearting his maths tables. And more often than not, I feel my thinking being more straight than lateral reflecting a so-called innocence. There are very few "impedimental" words that I hate to be associated with and its Innocence that walks away with the top honours. Looking at the last 5 years of my life, there were instances of my ignorance spurred out of innocence which I spurned. Be it my self-esteem or my approach to people and life, I fluttered and flustered endlessly.Before it took the better of me, I sometimes detached myself and branded myself as "LONELY".But, a shift of place, my expectations from people and the way they collapsed has made me feel better by making myself pragmatic : Things are just the way their mortal carrriers are.Just be.. just be ... should be the way. It was only on two occassions that I diverted from this latest lesson of mine
1 ) Went over friendly and was called "AN OVERBOARDING FELLA" only to get back to ground .
2) Went a level ahead and went BROKE AND LOST but this was Innocence worth it.Many an instances here I was told I was "YOU ARE TOO DAMN SMART MAN ! " but little do they know that it was only my innocence that had brought us close... Unless until they unearth this piece of my artwork is from the internet ,I will remain....................? ? ? But, may be it's all over !!!!!!!!!!