Delusional Existence

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Each drop of water falling from the fresh and tender leaves mesmerizes you doesn't it? If you notice carefully, it is just the moment when it is about to fall, not yet apart from the leaf but holding onto it, maybe a little scared to fall. That right there is the fine line between the beauty of dew drops and the earthy smell of water puddle just beneath it, equally soothing yet totally different from each other.

As you step your foot on it, it seems to create a print but somehow flows further or maybe vanishes, into the ground, absorbed into mother earth.

Who knows you say? the tiny sprinkles of mud stuck to your feet, quite unmatched to the soft skin are the witness. It's a new day, a day of seeing people, reading what they can’t write and picturing what they don’t want to show.

What do they hide? What is it, that has to be hidden from us? That our eyes seem to catch but not quite interpret. Do they carry something on themselves? Do we actually care about the mystery?

Maybe we do, maybe we see ourselves in them. Everyone has something to hide, something that the world quite doesn't understand.  Are we hiding it from the people or we hiding it from ourselves? Trying to run away just to find that one moment that we can cease in, one moment where we can be ourselves, love what we actually love, do what we want to do. But are we insecure? It is actually difficult , quite a lot on stake to run away even for a moment. So, why do we even bite. Afterall, it iz what it iz, ain't it?

Do you have the answer for your insecurities? it doesn't have to make sense to anyone else existing in this world. It is a sense to you and you are to explore how proud it is to embrace it and not to hide. There are no obligations to you,

All there is, is you!


                                                                                                                  

                                                                                                                     - Shravani D

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