When you sit beneath a shady yellow light with a book in
your hands and thinking about the story it tells you… have you ever though how
lucky free man you are who taste different worlds sitting at one place with so
many determinations to create own world one day. So full of enthusiasm but lying on floor purely
thinking and staring things like a fool. Watching ants passing with food and
saying hi to every ant they meet on their way… seems so very interesting. I
wonder sometimes where they are going… they come from nowhere and end up
nowhere. But that’s how it works… people also come from nowhere and meet us,
say hi… drag stones of life with us… some drag them for long time whereas some
for short. Some perhaps fall in gutter in-between because they disappear like
they were never there.
It’s quite fascinating how we get excited about a great
movie but never wonder how our own life is a movie itself since childhood to
end… isn't it the longest movie? And the most interesting?
I wonder how stupid I
was as kid… and how stupid we think our young ones is now… that’s why our
parents laugh on us… when we tell them we are mature enough. I guess we are never grown till the day we
die. We are a character who is born to learn and grow daily.
I wonder sometimes… that everybody is an artist in himself.
Everyone sketches stuff on books, some on desks they sit, some on sand, and
some just imagine clouds or walls as figures. Everybody stare their favorite
food like a dog… everybody dance In front of mirror and think they are the
best… everybody is suffering with some kind of psychological madness, everybody
is trying to prove his existence worth something.. Aren't we all the same? I
guess we are! We just come from different places.
We are all running… we all are… sometimes we know where to
run but mostly we don’t. We run with all our abilities like an ant to show that
we got something and we’ll do something bigger than we have ever done. We’ll
carry food heavier than our own weigh and we’ll try not to die under it. We
have started running with the crowd… but we’ll end up reaching our own
destination.
I wonder sometimes that everybody if doesn't do everything I
do; for sure wonder like me. Because this is how it works. We all pause to
wonder and stand rapt in awe.
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