Today she told him.. "you are unromantic..you should visit a doctor soon" He smiled..as if he already knew it. For the last few days,he was not able to bloom everyday.. "a flower has no choice" he thought.."it has to bloom..otherwise,it's not a flower"
He knew that he had to go to doctor..that's why he goes to beach often..there he sits for hours trying to connect his inside with the infinity..he closes his eyes and focuses on his breath..that's his definition of peace! But,it's very short lived..his mind would tell him that people are staring at him..and he opens his eyes, to see if somebody is staring.. "Why do they do this? When you do what everyone does,you are
not stared at..the moment I close my eyes,they start staring "
Looking at the sea,he remembered what he read somewhere..mind is like the sea..and thoughts are the waves..one could see the bottom of the sea if it was still..there you will find everything precious..stones,pearls.. "may be it's a deception" he thought.."what secret is revealed by finding
precious stones and pearls? Nothing. Then where else should we search for the answers? " He was confused.
The wind was blowing harder..he felt good.When he was a little boy, his mother used to blow his eyes when something was trapped.Even if it did not clear his eyes,he
felt good after she did that. Now he felt the same pleasure..he was happy.
Clouds were on a trip..as if they were in a hurry to reach somewhere..the stars were happy as ever.. "they don't have any ego..everyone knows how big they really are..
but,they know where they should stand to stay beautiful" He grew impatient..he asked "Who am I? Why don't you reveal the truth of my existence?"
He did not expect the sea to answer him..he did not expect an answer at all. Something told him from inside..
"Not yet.."
He knew that he had to go to doctor..that's why he goes to beach often..there he sits for hours trying to connect his inside with the infinity..he closes his eyes and focuses on his breath..that's his definition of peace! But,it's very short lived..his mind would tell him that people are staring at him..and he opens his eyes, to see if somebody is staring.. "Why do they do this? When you do what everyone does,you are
not stared at..the moment I close my eyes,they start staring "
Looking at the sea,he remembered what he read somewhere..mind is like the sea..and thoughts are the waves..one could see the bottom of the sea if it was still..there you will find everything precious..stones,pearls.. "may be it's a deception" he thought.."what secret is revealed by finding
precious stones and pearls? Nothing. Then where else should we search for the answers? " He was confused.
The wind was blowing harder..he felt good.When he was a little boy, his mother used to blow his eyes when something was trapped.Even if it did not clear his eyes,he
felt good after she did that. Now he felt the same pleasure..he was happy.
Clouds were on a trip..as if they were in a hurry to reach somewhere..the stars were happy as ever.. "they don't have any ego..everyone knows how big they really are..
but,they know where they should stand to stay beautiful" He grew impatient..he asked "Who am I? Why don't you reveal the truth of my existence?"
He did not expect the sea to answer him..he did not expect an answer at all. Something told him from inside..
"Not yet.."
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