Art of Living

Every day you walk in those streets. Every day you see people, birds and life's mosaic motion in continuum. And then you think why. Why do people do what they do? What scares them? What motivates them? What is their deepest desire?
Every day you think. Every day you feel. Every day you miss. And then you think again. The questions answered. The lives have lived without any goal. The time before and the time after.
But one day you will stop thinking. It is your first time that you see beyond. All those questions were only distractions. What a faith, what a life you will say. What an illusion you had all this time. And you will wake up. And you will know that it is only a never ending journey.
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