Man has explored every corner of the cosmos, unaware of its existence within.. Like lord ganpati finding his world around his parents, while kartikeya goes all around it..
perceptions are strange things, giving words, meanings unheard, unfelt, unthought, the moment of experience creating fresh languages into our hearts, using those words to translate life.
And we write so many thought-stories incessantly.. spinning up emotional whirlpools, tornados of feelings that swamp.. that blur every path.. as we lose direction.. fumbling.. flailing.. looking to God for help.. instead of simply writing a different story.. for it is a fresh page.. and we are darkening it with reactive stories..
We love the colors of dawn and dusk.. we ignore them.. we love sunshine.. we curse a strong sun.. hide from it.. we love the day but draw blinds to shut it out.. and all along the sun remains the same.. contented in its identity.. its essence.. can we lead life like that.. taking reactions as momentary discomfort to the person, and nothing to do with us.. but are we not evolving too.. !?!
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