We are all one

I was trying to define what life in itself meant. When the idea came to me like this. The sea being the mother of us, in unity, whole and complete. It hold us till we break in the dance of life, forming a wave. The expression that the waves creates forms our identity and for a time we all think that this is it until the waves begins to fall and we realise the inevitable. That we are one.

That is to say that we think we exist as a separate being. Here I am logically not saying that one wave is or cannot be better than the other. But what I am saying is that, in the long run we are all the same people. We just repeated coming out and going back to the source. This means that what we define as ourselves is an inevitable feature of being us as a race too.

Come to think about it, even when we do we still consume the elements of life to keep us connected throughout cause as soon as we disconnect from the elements we lose life in itself as life comes from the being and disconnect from it, annihilated us. Elements we consume in the form of food from the earth, oxygen from the air, water and heat from the fire.

The youth at the point is then the peak time of the waves where it forms and shows off the beauty of the living species. This is where we say life is like cause we are at the peak. And then we gradually come back to the source. In life, is just an expression of something that is there for a moment and then it fades off. What maybe we should realise is that the beauty of life is in the expression of it in the fullest and when that comes I think all things should come back to being what we are.

Cause in the end, are all one but now in life, we need to express ourselves cause when we do our own thing, we should be the best in it. The society that we have built is against this individualism and it brings a very this idea of expression to a stop.

I was just talking to someone about this. How I have been very passive about all the people that have come into my life and sometime when I was, I wrote a few lines. Sometimes in life, I have done things in life that I felt I did cause maybe no one told me that it was supposed to be done in some other way. For long, too I thought that someone has to tell me or maybe I have to see it first, but in the long run I realised, some things comes only once and if I keep on with my practise of learning only after failing I am bent to loose out on loads ....

Memories like a wind chime ring

Sound the sweet call of my heart's hymn

Lonely roads and faded pictures colours my life again

When I look on to the faded canvas

In my shelf of my life

Packed and piled, stacked and dusted

There they neatly lay

But the fast paced time, never let me lay

My hands on you twice

I could though, take an off

From my daily route someday

Off the main road to the beach

Lay still in reminiscence

Ans let your magic sink into me again

As the dusk sun, colours the rich facade of the sky

Or maybe, I'd just walk to you again,

And say a, 'hi !'

And fall in love with you, all over again

.....

Now that the memories have faded out, like a old thought shelfed over a book pile, once in a while I look at them, once in a while I let me roam in them... now it seems like a dialog with the memories, the pictures and the places that we have been together... with the silly laughs, the sleepless nights out in the rain, the writing on the desk... the scribbling in my notebook....

Now the pictures seems to have an echo trapped .. i hear them laughing, enjoying with each other, dancing the dance of freedom.. and how i wish i was them, how i wish to committing this sin to bringing you back into my memory again ..to let go of the secret anthem that we all miss.. cause somewhere deep within there is an person missing his friend....

Now we know the price of heavy friendship... we know how this would have otherwise have been... a phone away am i friend but the awkwardness begins.. the otherwise friendly talk is now too much of a tension to be in... My prioritisation leads to me to different paths again...

I would say now, “whats the loss?”, I would say I will take this in a positive way.. will not think on it, move on like we all said we will.. like a simple replacement or a comprised situation we will deal this too away.. like it has always been ...

Then one day over the road crossing i might meet you again, with a toddler next to you or maybe two.. the crystal tear in your eyes will i see.. remembering, talking i might leave you off after a while ... but trust me, my whole week, my thoughts will be of this now and then.. cause maybe you never noticed... i have always been your friend....