" The realism of our existence has been overshadowed by the curtain of the need to exist"
The sun rises and sets in, and in between them a day has passed, this continues on and on and a week passes, this week in turn now changes to months and to years. Thus a percent of our mere existence is gone.
Hearing the alarm our day starts, watching the hands tick, it slogs and ends in a mechanical flow of the pendulum. This is what, is the meaning of life to many, I am not saying all but most...
You might remember that during our initial times, the days when we were all kids, we had interests, we liked certain things and practised them amidst our busy schedule, and that is what kept us from slogging off.
Each interest used to be different from the other, each unique in their own way.
I remember, my interest was in collecting pen refills ( though used) ,I know it's not that cool, as to collecting stamps or insects, but still .. I had a variety of refills- gel, dot, parker, German and many more .First I used to count them but then gradually lost that count.. I know you must be wondering " What's there in a refill, to collect" but I honestly don't know the answer, I only can tell that I used to have a really happy feeling while I collected those .And then as usual life happened , and gradually that hobby got lost somewhere in the depts of time.
The other day, while cleaning, I found some remnants of my long lost interest, that's the reason I took to this post.. Well I am sure some of you must have been in the same situation..
So why not start a fresh.. and start to live those interests once again amongst our busy schedule.Why not live those long lost hobby again that were once " The Apple of our Eye".
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