Everyday, the same crowd, the same hush-hush, the same proclivity towards elbowing our way to the nearest available mobile. Maybe, this was how it was meant to be. May be, someday we'll realize how foolish we were to be left stranded in a crowd. Or I don't know for sure, this was inevitable, even Gandhi purported the view of undoing industrial revolution, or at least curtail it some extent. We are unwantingly getting denied by ourselves. I may sound naive here or incredulously crude but we need to redeem our existence. I think for once, are we doing what we really wanted or are we simply gushing with the flow?