As I Planned I Moved Ahead

Yesterday I went out, without any destiny planned or time estimated... alone... disconnected from the world! In the way I saw a small child giggling by just looking at a peacock at the roadside and a few yard ahead I saw a Truck swinging in the air after a massive accident to which I narrowly escaped. I saw two lives ceased to exist in fractions, my eyes are witnessing a perfect past. For those few seconds, I got to imagine their wives crying and kids looking stunned but as I planned I moved ahead...

...But as I planned I moved ahead!!!

Right? Wrong? Situational? But as I planned I moved ahead...

Miles after I stationed to a hut cafeteria... loneliness is hard to achieve even in outskirt of the city. This cafeteria is no exception. Newly married couples, love buds, travelers everyone is halting to rest a while. Every face, every lips and every eyes are having narration of a million seconds they squinted.

A man has an ocean inside... but appears a drop for others! A crowed appears the collection of droplets but indeed every entity of the crowed is an OCEAN! a million hopes... a million desires and a million dreams! I front of mirror, every girl thrives to look most beautiful and every boy wants to appear super masculine but when the same boy or a girl gets immersed in the crowed no one can predict the very special of her/his..

I re-winded my memories for an hour; a truck accident, a bleeding driver... a child crackling and now, many strange faces of joy. Sitting Idle and watching them coming and going, perhaps I am trying to compare my ocean with everyone around me. How equal it is... Mine! Yours!! Theres!!!
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