Close your eyes! Feel the breeze, sense the water sprinkles and you are just walking knowing that "this is life!" and "I have everything!". Deep Breath!
I write when I'm sad. I write when I'm happy and I write when I had no feelings at all. I'm writing this with Happsadnill.
I was walking on the road with all the effects that I mentioned above. Towards my left, I saw the water following a random path. Don't know where the water started flowing from. Didn't think of knowing the origin coz I'm in a new place and I was on a familiar road then, if I start finding its origin, I'll be in a new place again. Whatever! Finding the origin of any shit is scientists' job and they are paid for it. Here, I'm not paid but I'm paying. Pity.
Alright! where were we? Yes, water flow. I was following the water till I reached my place. May be the flow felt embarrassed by my idiotic stare. It took left and I had to go straight. I've been observing. The flow was a stumbling block. Shiney stones, wet leaves, mud, hard rocks. Still, the water never stopped running. Here, water loves to run, a smooth run. I, inside, "thought of throwing a stone to see the water wrinkling up!" Human psychology, we try to disturb when something goes well. Intentionally or unintentionally, we tend to do it. But I didn't. I was absorbing and observing what exactly happening there. Though water knows the obstacles that it has in its way, it never gave up and started moving ahead. The Shiny! Shiny! smooth liquid transparent layer never gave me a shit when I was staring at her movements. She suddenly changed her direction and I said before and I appreciate her though.
Well, now it's the massive air's turn. A throngly crushed paper was dancing on the road with a slight little air. Now imagine! a plain white paper, the view is from the ground perspective, the focus is on paper and the road and rest are blurred. Listen to the air, and observe the feather movement of the paper. Peace! Totally a peace! Though it is just a paper which doesn't have life but came out from someones' life, it is enjoying with what it has, ""
Hey, reader! You might be pensive about what exactly I'm trying to expose here. Not so deep, but yes it's all about how one's perspective differs from the other. One might look at the stone, one might look at the water, one might look at the paper, one might only look at the greenery and one might not give a shit to what is happening around.
The issue comes when you don't realize that the surroundings are dying to indulge something good into your mind.
You don't need some'one' to motivate when some'thing' is enough.
Use the eyes to observe and see, use your heart to absorb feel and use your mind to think and experience. The World is yours, start observing now and start greeting yourself on one fine day.
Like, Hey! I, me and myself! Sense you rather sensing others.
-Sarath Koundinya
I was walking on the road with all the effects that I mentioned above. Towards my left, I saw the water following a random path. Don't know where the water started flowing from. Didn't think of knowing the origin coz I'm in a new place and I was on a familiar road then, if I start finding its origin, I'll be in a new place again. Whatever! Finding the origin of any shit is scientists' job and they are paid for it. Here, I'm not paid but I'm paying. Pity.
Alright! where were we? Yes, water flow. I was following the water till I reached my place. May be the flow felt embarrassed by my idiotic stare. It took left and I had to go straight. I've been observing. The flow was a stumbling block. Shiney stones, wet leaves, mud, hard rocks. Still, the water never stopped running. Here, water loves to run, a smooth run. I, inside, "thought of throwing a stone to see the water wrinkling up!" Human psychology, we try to disturb when something goes well. Intentionally or unintentionally, we tend to do it. But I didn't. I was absorbing and observing what exactly happening there. Though water knows the obstacles that it has in its way, it never gave up and started moving ahead. The Shiny! Shiny! smooth liquid transparent layer never gave me a shit when I was staring at her movements. She suddenly changed her direction and I said before and I appreciate her though.
Well, now it's the massive air's turn. A throngly crushed paper was dancing on the road with a slight little air. Now imagine! a plain white paper, the view is from the ground perspective, the focus is on paper and the road and rest are blurred. Listen to the air, and observe the feather movement of the paper. Peace! Totally a peace! Though it is just a paper which doesn't have life but came out from someones' life, it is enjoying with what it has, ""
Hey, reader! You might be pensive about what exactly I'm trying to expose here. Not so deep, but yes it's all about how one's perspective differs from the other. One might look at the stone, one might look at the water, one might look at the paper, one might only look at the greenery and one might not give a shit to what is happening around.
The issue comes when you don't realize that the surroundings are dying to indulge something good into your mind.
You don't need some'one' to motivate when some'thing' is enough.
Use the eyes to observe and see, use your heart to absorb feel and use your mind to think and experience. The World is yours, start observing now and start greeting yourself on one fine day.
Like, Hey! I, me and myself! Sense you rather sensing others.
-Sarath Koundinya
Amazing way to put imagination to words. Loved it.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much bro. Means a lot to me.
DeleteWow! Loved it... Kudos
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ReplyDeleteThank a lot keerthi :)
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ReplyDeleteNever knew such a talented writer is beside me...
DeleteOne of the finest creations of yours.
Thank you so much for your kind words brother. It means a lot. :D
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