Essays of a Wandering Mind!
Ever fancied wishing something
That can never be yours?
Ever thought of things that could
Never happen in the first place?
I do all the time. And to tell you the truth,
I wish such things, every second of my existence.
I am my own merry misery.
I am a happy solitude.
I am warmth, affection and love.
I am beyond mortality.
I am inside you and outside too.
I am that spirit called ‘life’.
“You know sometimes I wonder what we were doing just before being born on this planet. I believe every creature has the same god and I guess we were all chit-chatting with god just before being born in here.“
“What were we talking about? I guess god would have asked us, so what do you want to be this time? And guess what would I have replied?‘
“Me, I want to be a fish!”
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