Rain drop keeps falling on my head. It falls everyday telling me to write something or whatever I can write about. Well, I have decided to see the world in a more old-fashioned way and touch on our common, humble, unique, and heroic sensitivities that define the sorrow and happiness of our existence.
Monday, January 21, 2013
in so many faces...a confusion..
I am not among the faces he sees or talk about. A sea of faces, but the solution is only in one, here, and now. I have given him and her a chance, but she and he choses not to see me despite I am a face away. A revelation has not dawn on him and her as yet. Drowned in the confusion of many faces. The face in someone. Are they conscious of the fact that they have a face? But despite the physical face, the real face is inside oneself, the inner self. Thinking of a physical face one can never be successful. It is the inner one that matters. In the so many faces, nobody is conscious of the fact that they didn't see themselves. What they see is their faults and their weaknesses and to top it all is their hope and aspiration. Allahuakbar.
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