From the 'Bold and Beautiful' , we have sure transpired into the 'Young and Restless' of the modern world today. As Old School is starting to be considered just the first half, with a negligent look towards the later part, our ideologies, methodologies and functioning patterns are changing. The very disturbed sounds of ill will which constantly occupy one's head can often take over all melodies, and quickly transform them into symphonies, mostly bitter and not sweet.
When it seems like the world has not even given you enough space to make the smallest of all decisions by yourself, independently, it's the right time to react to the stimulus which had been subconsciously triggered long back. If one shall talk, the other must listen, if one is leading, the other must follow, if one is running, the other must chase. Certain rules set out there seem to make no sense at times, to people who always had their boundaries very clearly defined since the very beginning. To the ones who began on a some what disoriented note, this tune seems to be in sync with their very vague and uncertain mentality. These people let the others define who they are, instead of actually bothering to do some soul searching which shall probably turn out to be not as happy as they thought it would be.
As people come and go, the pages of your little visual journal get filled with memoirs, both intricately woven and carefully adorned, worth cherishing for a lifetime. As old chapters conclude to give way to fresher ones, new stories are created and time moves on. Things were gradual in the olden days, and now it seems like the world is really pacing ahead in a pointless rat race. Where most people are striving for survival in this fight, it is a common bond of a certain raw competitive feeling that binds them together. Everyone, most people at least, are so desperate to win and seize the moment, that they forget their human nature, and unleash the animal within.
But if one is a Pied Piper, must the rest play Mice? And if it was about the 'roles' that we were always playing, then why turn the page now and change the game? Let's stick to what we always were, what we always have been and what we shall always seek and find within our own souls. Let's not reverse roles, let's not go back in time. Let's look ahead, and bravely move forward, for even though we may be slightly illiterate, we shall learn soon enough. One by one, step by step, we shall soon progress, learn and understand the ways of the new world.
If the world has changed, then who must question it, who is deserving enough to challenge it for a fair game? For if it has finally evolved into a sport for most, then let the teams begin, and fight till the end, for the match point is still left to be chased, and 'shewolf' is still in the ghetto.
When it seems like the world has not even given you enough space to make the smallest of all decisions by yourself, independently, it's the right time to react to the stimulus which had been subconsciously triggered long back. If one shall talk, the other must listen, if one is leading, the other must follow, if one is running, the other must chase. Certain rules set out there seem to make no sense at times, to people who always had their boundaries very clearly defined since the very beginning. To the ones who began on a some what disoriented note, this tune seems to be in sync with their very vague and uncertain mentality. These people let the others define who they are, instead of actually bothering to do some soul searching which shall probably turn out to be not as happy as they thought it would be.
As people come and go, the pages of your little visual journal get filled with memoirs, both intricately woven and carefully adorned, worth cherishing for a lifetime. As old chapters conclude to give way to fresher ones, new stories are created and time moves on. Things were gradual in the olden days, and now it seems like the world is really pacing ahead in a pointless rat race. Where most people are striving for survival in this fight, it is a common bond of a certain raw competitive feeling that binds them together. Everyone, most people at least, are so desperate to win and seize the moment, that they forget their human nature, and unleash the animal within.
But if one is a Pied Piper, must the rest play Mice? And if it was about the 'roles' that we were always playing, then why turn the page now and change the game? Let's stick to what we always were, what we always have been and what we shall always seek and find within our own souls. Let's not reverse roles, let's not go back in time. Let's look ahead, and bravely move forward, for even though we may be slightly illiterate, we shall learn soon enough. One by one, step by step, we shall soon progress, learn and understand the ways of the new world.
If the world has changed, then who must question it, who is deserving enough to challenge it for a fair game? For if it has finally evolved into a sport for most, then let the teams begin, and fight till the end, for the match point is still left to be chased, and 'shewolf' is still in the ghetto.
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