Tuesday 30 January 2018

The FLOOR.


Discovering my life as more spacious, felicitous in everything. Picturing my life as a hall in which my foot rests on the glass instead of marble. When i just glance over the hall it seemed to be picturesque and after contemplating the glass for a time it was shaping  something unusual. At first it seemed to be Homo sapien and then it was depicting you. There were some scratches on it which were un- repairable giving it a look of modern art, which most of don’t understand but appreciate it anyway. Being a human i could not understand the beauty of art or the complexity. As it seemed bewildering every-time i looked at it , i broke it, not realizing it supports me to stand. Surprisingly i felt on the different floor, different hall but the projections depicting you never made me feel alone. You’re the sunshine which rejuvenates me in any phase of the life.