Rain on a sunny day...
A rainy day has its own pour of weep. Oblivious to our own situations and people around, we do weep many a time with a smiling face. Like rain on a sunny day.
People misunderstand our exterior images to something that is non existent. No matter how we try to explain them, the interior is never realised by anyone else but yourself.
Somehow, there is a strange beauty in the sadness of it all. People with eyes are usually blind to another heart's thought. And yet we smile... with no inhibitions but with a heart full of unforgotten tales.
Our own heart's darkest corners are our own worst fears. We might get prepared to face a bullet in the skull but not to those corners of the heart. Some thought we all have.
My own darkest fear is something that I face everyday. A fear that haunts me with pleasure. The knowing that my fear is wrong makes it even more enigmatic. Sometimes you wonder whether it was a person who haunted you or was it merely a thing. I wonder the same too with the lines of meaningfulness slurring between a person and thing.
The question 'Why?' is one that is answered more often with excuses than answers. Life too answers many a time in the same manner... with excuses. Some design we all live in.
Wondering on our reality which doesn't seem real, it is hard to accept that our lives are based on a shitload of lies. The truth of it all was an illusory dream that was good to experience but sad for realization. Beyond realization lies a depth of sadness that, all that was lost was never a reality. It is a sad tale that every one of us realize. If I ask myself 'why?', I give a funny response... 'excuses'.
And with this depth, we roam around in this world trying to figure out things that don't ever matter to us. And we roam around smiling with the depths of sadness inside so that others don't 'see through us'. The funny part of it is that every person roams around in the same phase. Another funny side to it is where we all join hands and cry!
And thus we roam around like rain on a sunny day.
Image courtesy: Photo by Prio on Flickr
People misunderstand our exterior images to something that is non existent. No matter how we try to explain them, the interior is never realised by anyone else but yourself.
Somehow, there is a strange beauty in the sadness of it all. People with eyes are usually blind to another heart's thought. And yet we smile... with no inhibitions but with a heart full of unforgotten tales.
Our own heart's darkest corners are our own worst fears. We might get prepared to face a bullet in the skull but not to those corners of the heart. Some thought we all have.
My own darkest fear is something that I face everyday. A fear that haunts me with pleasure. The knowing that my fear is wrong makes it even more enigmatic. Sometimes you wonder whether it was a person who haunted you or was it merely a thing. I wonder the same too with the lines of meaningfulness slurring between a person and thing.
The question 'Why?' is one that is answered more often with excuses than answers. Life too answers many a time in the same manner... with excuses. Some design we all live in.
Wondering on our reality which doesn't seem real, it is hard to accept that our lives are based on a shitload of lies. The truth of it all was an illusory dream that was good to experience but sad for realization. Beyond realization lies a depth of sadness that, all that was lost was never a reality. It is a sad tale that every one of us realize. If I ask myself 'why?', I give a funny response... 'excuses'.
And with this depth, we roam around in this world trying to figure out things that don't ever matter to us. And we roam around smiling with the depths of sadness inside so that others don't 'see through us'. The funny part of it is that every person roams around in the same phase. Another funny side to it is where we all join hands and cry!
And thus we roam around like rain on a sunny day.
Image courtesy: Photo by Prio on Flickr
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