THE WORLD AS I SEE IT !!!
The men in jeans and shirt is no different from me , why does his life better than mine . From his looks , he seems to be in a hurry . Belly full and more worried about how it makes him look in the eyes of others rather than feeling comfortable . He crosses the street even though i still havent crossed it . What sort of life must he have that his own safety is worth lesser than the destination. No matter what , he lives in a life not at his pace !!!
The man standing and staring at me. Why would he be waiting on what seems like a holiday , outside shops that are closed . Is he enjoying watching me . Are people so obsessed with watching what others do Is it because they cannot see themselves with their own eyes , except in front of a mirror . Even then is it really them that they are seeing . The thoughts work not from the face and body that they see in front of the mirros , but from the mind behind those eyes , that cannot be penetrated any further. He stand there , his life passing by , while he does nothing with it.
The old man sitting on the side. Is he any better because he does not stare . Who cares attitude is sometimes mistaken for free spirit , where as it only shows they care for themselves and no other. Was that his mistake , is he here because he never cared for anyone and now no one cares for him ? Wearing all white makes him a better person ? growing all white hair without shaving makes him a bad person ? Why is he still around. Does he have a purpose to fulfill or is this the destination after he has reached his destination. I have a long way to go , i cannot think about another journey , while mine does not wait for his. Or can i take time off my jounrney to peer into anothers . Should one learn from another , or just keep going in their own path . I don't know , may be he knows , but should i know what he knows or should i find out on my own.
Is that what you call resting ? i call it fodder for work . This is not what peacefully sleeping is all about . this is what one does when machines are over worked . Either the machine has to be cooled or the machinebreaks . is this why they call it a break ? do we work so hard that we are nothing but broken and need to fuel and repair ourselves for more work. They have no protection , not from the sun , not from insects , not from mad drivers on the road. Yet they take this path . lying on the cart makes them feel safe , makes them feel like they are loaded of the burden of walking . I don't think so . They are just waiting for burden to walk into their lives. Does this journey make it easy ? It only ensure they can be awake for a longer time.
He feels like a king , riding on a machine , driven by an animal that he thinks he controls. Control , is that when you starve a creature to make them obey you. Is it when you beat a larger more powerful creature with a man-made instrument which makes you feel bigger than they are , but in reality , they can take you down without prejudice !!! He is a master or is he a slave bound by the stick in his hand and no seat but only option to stand. Is he a king who cannot communicate with others by voice but requires action which communicates only in one direction.
Finally it's me , all i can say is i was alway in focus and i am free !!!
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