Walking Not-Dead..

It was a quite an ordinary day. And like any other ordinary days, I woke up at 12PM, just in time to realize that it is too late for college. So I made myself a cup of coffee and carried on with my usual ordinary routine; you know, fmovies and chill (if you don't know what fmovies is, well what the hell do you do with your internet?)..

For us night-owls who's days start pretty "late" (and it's only a perception let me point out), evening tea is something you have at around 8. This is when you go for a walk and maybe play badminton till around 10.45 and finally return home and take a shower later. Then of course the regular drill, cook, have dinner, waste time on internet and maybe do some college work in between if the mood permits.

So as I was saying, it was rather an ordinary day. I had just returned from playing badminton and I was preparing myself to take a shower. I went to the balcony to take my towel when the cool breeze from outside caught my attention and I looked outside.

Three guys were laughing quite hysterically as they walked by, two other guys zoomed past them on a motor bike, an old man staggered along across the street to a different lane, the mother bitch returned back to her puppies in the wasteland opposite our house, another stray dog made itself comfortable for the night in the middle of the road while the tree in front of our house kept wavering gently, producing the necessary zephyr.

Now I am hardly a romantic and mundane chores rarely catch my attention (not that you have to be a romantic for it), but this really struck a chord in me. Or maybe it was the breeze. Either way before I could help it, the philosopher in me was roused.

Isn't it funny how everyone has a story that the rest of us are completely unaware of? Not like a 'tale' but like an actual type of existence that is exceptionally unique and rather inimitable from every one else? And not just for us humans, but also for the dogs and the trees and the buildings and whatnot! Doesn't it completely blow your mind when you stop and ponder over the fact that each of these elements that you come across on a daily basis witnesses and has witnessed so freaking much that you can't even begin to contemplate?
Well, I understand that you haven't 'cause honestly who has that amount of time and more importantly, fucks to give? But that day I guess I had a surplus of fucks in my possession, so I decided to put my Professor Charles Xavier hat (or should I say cerebro, but for non-mutants!) on and was consequently hit by a multitude of narratives that are at play around the world! It simply baffled me to say the very least. Obviously they were all my imagination based on every movie that I ever watched and every story that I ever read or cooked up in my head, but to comprehend the fact that they all are probably a reality for someone in the world is quite nerve-wracking, don't you think?

May be think about it! At least it could postpone the process of judging a person by a specific encounter since each and every living being existing in this world follow a lifestyle that is Not identical to yours. Therefore drawing conclusions at a whim is not all that fair, is it?

Okay enough workout for your brain for a day.
Until next time then!

Peace out ✌