Monday, February 11, 2013


n. The realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own- populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness-an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you'll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra- sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.

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Ever felt this way? It's not all about us, is it?  How wrapped up can we get about our own affairs!
Stumbled upon this and thought of sharing it here!


  1. sometimes life really feels this way....out of control, fast and breathless....

  2. That gave me something to ponder over o.O

  3. Most of the times I see myself as a Shadow in somebody else's life. Everybody has a story of their own and we are just an imaginary players.

    A very nice post, something to ponder over.

  4. I guess this happens to all of us at times !!!

  5. The world getting more selfish day by day, I think...only busy in feeding own needs...


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