what is hope?
is it
not seeing the truth?
not listening to the world?
hallucinating?
believing in a world that does not exist?
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
conversations
i miss those conversations.
once upon a time i had two friends who used to love talking.
at times i would wonder what makes them talk so much. then there were times i wonder how can someone talk so much. don't they get tired. but then i realized its not the talk, its the mind. which thinks so much. which has so many opinions.
when they were gone is when i learnt something about myself. i loved to listen to them. do not know whether i agreed to everything they said or believed in but yes i would like to know and understand the point of view.
but although i miss them so much.. i realised that one of them still talks a lot and we do listen... just that its not verbal. its written. he writes equally fast.
thanks for keeping the conversations going...
till we meet again...till i can sit back and listen again..
once upon a time i had two friends who used to love talking.
at times i would wonder what makes them talk so much. then there were times i wonder how can someone talk so much. don't they get tired. but then i realized its not the talk, its the mind. which thinks so much. which has so many opinions.
when they were gone is when i learnt something about myself. i loved to listen to them. do not know whether i agreed to everything they said or believed in but yes i would like to know and understand the point of view.
but although i miss them so much.. i realised that one of them still talks a lot and we do listen... just that its not verbal. its written. he writes equally fast.
thanks for keeping the conversations going...
till we meet again...till i can sit back and listen again..
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