I was reading my notes that were taken hurriedly during foreign segment from which  I could gather following :

There is an astonishingly huge myth / mirage of concept at the minds of the upper levels of strata that so called pressure yields results. Contrary to what they have done have actually happened on ground reality. a very huge percentile of suicide rate among st the work force, total chaos at value system- compelling the young to leave the old age ones and loss of net civilian control on the nation etc. 

catches on.

large
small
thrown off

it starts
slides

twisty twirly
fusion

it morphs
over time

come free

magma of
credentials

catches on 

what is left.

time has tossed
every coin
worth it

dropping eyes
ask as if
reply is
what it need

may be
it has
lost

what is left

better not say.

magma of
what may be

ocean
hidden
unseen
unrealised

umpteenth forbidden
thought free
magnetism
of being

have
gone on other side
no body knows

cosmos
of its existence

parallel forces
unknown

infinite
are connotes

it manages to say

better not say

see if.

morphs
speak at sites
lilies its colours
spread on oceans

pebbles of hearts
joints it may wish

star s often come
in broad day light

I put my maximum

see if

silence.

when silence speaks
spread
shivers the ears eyes
brain
soul apart

silence
it may not tell

selfish
attire
asking storms

when
it started like

spread
remains intact

make for words
that
belie

meaning
once again

silence

where it says.

I stand
see
where I have to go

feel my sands
retired to stones

time less I feel
where I have to go

stones move
storms of my heart
opine

I see my heart

where it says