Even though it's only September , the sun has been having trouble staying out, and I have been having trouble taking photos with natural light. I like capturing glimpses of life, as they are when they happen.
I spent the weekend at home after a long time. I started looking at the place I live in, how the walls and the roof has always felt so temporary. I look at small displays of my life here – things gathered, read, and worn – the memories created in this tiny place. I wonder what this place will be remembered as when I leave. Will the next person know that I sat by this window countless evenings eating cadbury? That I have counted all the leaves on the tree in the courtyard by my terrace? I wonder if it matters that there is a tiny hole in the wall above my bed from where the string lights hung for all these years. I wonder the marks you leave on places – on people – ever matter in the grand scheme of things.
There is no sure way of knowing whether you’ll leave any effect on this world as you experience it, but you can only hope that what you did in this life was remembered and that you changed places to make them prettier, and touched people in a way that made them more human.
For now, I am going to sit here, and eat my cadbury, and hope that I am doing as best as I can in this life, and with this life. Because it is only that belief and hope that will make me do anything good, if at all.
I spent the weekend at home after a long time. I started looking at the place I live in, how the walls and the roof has always felt so temporary. I look at small displays of my life here – things gathered, read, and worn – the memories created in this tiny place. I wonder what this place will be remembered as when I leave. Will the next person know that I sat by this window countless evenings eating cadbury? That I have counted all the leaves on the tree in the courtyard by my terrace? I wonder if it matters that there is a tiny hole in the wall above my bed from where the string lights hung for all these years. I wonder the marks you leave on places – on people – ever matter in the grand scheme of things.
There is no sure way of knowing whether you’ll leave any effect on this world as you experience it, but you can only hope that what you did in this life was remembered and that you changed places to make them prettier, and touched people in a way that made them more human.
For now, I am going to sit here, and eat my cadbury, and hope that I am doing as best as I can in this life, and with this life. Because it is only that belief and hope that will make me do anything good, if at all.
Sunday Thoughts ...!!!
Reviewed by Ronak shah
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September 08, 2017
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