Slow Days!
Living every moment
How beautiful are they?
I love the kind of days that start with a story and end up trapped in some story.
Don’t we all live in a story?
The kind of stories we build every moment and then let them fell apart. Exactly the kind of stories that remain incomplete yet give hope of completion.
We all love living in stories, but only as long as we can see a clear, straight path.
The day a story becomes a mess, we either embrace it wholeheartedly or let it go.
But is it easy to let a story slip away from our hands?
I don’t understand this thing. I definitely want to know, but I can’t. Is it really that easy to tell a story to someone and not even expect that person to follow us to the place we want to go.
You know, we feel this more on slow days like this, when there’s no chaos. We want to do everything, but we can’t do it that day.
Those days are beautiful, which are in our hands, but we can’t hold on to them.
We think about that day, but we can’t live it.
Turning that day into a story is very beautiful.
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On that day, the one who listens to the story becomes very beautiful.
Everything remains incomplete but the story gets completed.
Such slow days come very rarely in our lives.
Someone to listen and someone to speak rarely comes along.
So, keep what you have and don’t regret what you don’t have.
It’s Okay, to rush sometime. But not always.
Let things be.
Let memories be.
Let imaginations be.
Let everything be.
Until then…
Keep spreading love, laughter and more love…
Bye Bye!
