Life keeps on happening all the time
These days I am back to my old hobby of putting thoughts on paper. It isn't poetry neither is it prose or shall I say the form is a Chhand (छंद). A lot of things are happening. A lot of events taking place. Life presents itself in so many colors - pain, suffering, happyness, joy to being just dispassionate. We get so engrossed in our activities that we take for granted a lot of things and a lot of people. We somehow train our brain to accept only those things which interest us ... are useful to us. Like when we are preparing to cross the road and we see a beggar on the other side, continue walking a few steps ahead so that the beggar is avoided. Later we do not even remember this incident during the day. We take a lot of things for granted.
These days I have a lot of time for myself......
To think about how my life has moved.....
Life keeps on happening...
Like a storyboard or a movie flashback...
The story keeps on building...
The characters keep on playing...
People keep on entering and leaving...
The roles keep on changing...
A son becomes a husband a father....
Also a friend and employee .....
The mystery keeps on unfolding...
The truths keep on intriguing...
The dreams keep on disappearing...
The innocence keeps on decreasing...
The reality keeps on hitting...
But hope keeps trying to keep its head above the water...
The optimism keeps on fighting ...
The pessimism keeps on smiling ...
The real person keeps on living and balancing ....
Walking a tightrope ...
Trying to find options within compulsions .....
And life keeps on happening...
These days I have a lot of time for myself......
To think about how my life has moved.....
Life keeps on happening...
Like a storyboard or a movie flashback...
The story keeps on building...
The characters keep on playing...
People keep on entering and leaving...
The roles keep on changing...
A son becomes a husband a father....
Also a friend and employee .....
The mystery keeps on unfolding...
The truths keep on intriguing...
The dreams keep on disappearing...
The innocence keeps on decreasing...
The reality keeps on hitting...
But hope keeps trying to keep its head above the water...
The optimism keeps on fighting ...
The pessimism keeps on smiling ...
The real person keeps on living and balancing ....
Walking a tightrope ...
Trying to find options within compulsions .....
And life keeps on happening...
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