We often decide what defines our joys and our sorrows. We carry the load of our worries, often self-created. Our dreams, instead of giving us wings of a bird, give us the shells of molluscs: shells that we choose to confine ourselves to.
We fail to identify what our troubles really are. We fail to identify what should really bother us...
Then, I thought of these lines. Each time I read them, I see a step deeper. Closer. To a person I have lost touch with - myself.
"my weight i carry on my shoulders..
my weight i see tied to my waist...
a weight in my heart i feel..
and i do not even know who it belongs to."
Great Aaditya.........
ReplyDeletedunno wot to write.....just kept reading those lines again and again.....amazing ones!
ReplyDeletebhari...nice read
ReplyDeletenice!!!
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