as vivid and complex as your own’
The other day I forgot to carry my book to work…so well I had nothing to do but think about how complicated things have become…everything was so simple and fun…we would meet, sit, talk and laugh…and now we don’t meet anymore…and if we do we don’t talk, we shout…later we cry! Not everyone was wrong…not everyone was right! Sooner or later, we all did actions which cannot be justified…but nobody was ready to accept where they were wrong! Everyone was in a position where they could have make things right…but well nobody used their position well…and today we have lost ‘us’!!
Suddenly I heard a woman fighting with someone over the phone…and another had tears while she was texting…and another was trying to set her friend up with a friend….one was just staring out at the city which was passing by so fast…one was busy expressing her love over the phone!
And I realised that everyone in this compartment has their own story….a story which is colourful in their own way…or probably very dull…everyone is stuck in some mess or are just out of one….everybody is living a complicated life!!
Not that this made me feel better that I am not the only one…but this realization makes me wonder about the number of stories we all weave in our life…each very simple and yet very complex!!
I was just sondering!!