With or without the morning rays, every single day he rises from his somnolence with a penchant for a dream; the dream to change the world.
And every calendar day, the world changes him bit by bit. Both never let go of each other. Finally, on a quaint dusk, he decides that he should change himself. There are breaks and jolts at every drop of tranquil thought in the process. Life sets a rendezvous for him with the choice; a choice between sanity and insanity.
Sanity will throw him in the current. He will drift and he will be merry… may be. He will adapt- or so many others in the current may believe. Insanity will keep alive his illusion of molding the world….
By random chances, I meet HIM everyday at every turn of the alley.
And every calendar day, the world changes him bit by bit. Both never let go of each other. Finally, on a quaint dusk, he decides that he should change himself. There are breaks and jolts at every drop of tranquil thought in the process. Life sets a rendezvous for him with the choice; a choice between sanity and insanity.
Sanity will throw him in the current. He will drift and he will be merry… may be. He will adapt- or so many others in the current may believe. Insanity will keep alive his illusion of molding the world….
By random chances, I meet HIM everyday at every turn of the alley.
1 comment:
This is great info to know.
Post a Comment